Patriot Realm

Banjo Paterson is the giant of Australian literature and folk law. His exploits in this field are so extensively well documented that I would not presume to add to them. However, in modern Australia, perhaps it is time to start celebrating people like him again.

What is less well known than his poetry is his contribution to the war effort in WW1 and to a much lesser extent The Boer War. His contribution to the successes of the Light Horse brigades was outstanding.

Banjo Paterson was a newspaper correspondent intermingled with a legal practice. When the second Boer War broke out on 11^th October, 1899 Banjo was a member of the NSW Lancers and sought to sail with the first contingent for South Africa. He was rejected for active service because he had only one good arm. He was well connected with the Fairfax family and asked to be sent to South Africa at his own expense for one month to serve as a war correspondent. One month was the limit of his financial resources.

Our elected Government Representatives are defying our wishes and importing terrorists. They are importing people who are bleeding our tax payer funded social security. Our Government is destroying our culture, our Religious foundation and our rights to speak freely and go shopping without being frightened of being shot, blown up or our throats cut with a knife.

Our homes are being invaded. Our rights are being invaded. Our culture is being invaded.

Our liberties are being invaded. Our judicial system is being invaded.

Our history is being destroyed and our language is being stolen. If you want to know who the stolen generation is in 2024, it is the many generations of Australians who have fought and slogged their guts out to create an Australia for which many of us were very proud. Stolen, yes, stolen, by our Government of whichever side is in power at the time.

Real history is no longer part of the school curriculum. It should be because we have much to learn from it. The adage that it keeps repeating itself is a salutary lesson in common sense.

Most Australians would not know that the reason that the US Marine Corps was formed was specifically to fight Islam. A  nearly 240 year history of the fight against Islam is sadly, largely forgotten.

At the height of the 18th century, Muslim pirates (the “Barbary Pirates”) were the terror of the Mediterranean and a large area of the North Atlantic. They attacked every ship in sight, and held the crews for exorbitant ransoms. Those taken hostage were enslaved and subjected to barbaric treatment. They wrote heart-breaking letters home, begging their governments and families to pay whatever their Mohammedan captors demanded.

These extortionists of the high seas represented the North African Islamic nations of Tripoli, Tunis, Morocco, and Algiers – collectively referred to as the Barbary Coast – and presented a dangerous and unprovoked threat to the new American Republic.

When Thomas Jefferson saw there was no negotiating with Muslims, he formed what is now the Marines (soldiers stationed on ships).

In a universe where we’ve long pondered the answer to life, the universe, and everything, what if the solution wasn’t the well-known 42 but its lesser, shadowed counterpart ....  41? Curiosity may kill the cat but my word, don't we need it? Just a little bit of " I wonder... " 

I will leave the cats for another day. But so many of us know the story of 42 and how that number apparently was the solution to all of our problems. 

We have the UN and the WHO and MSM all trying to sell us 42. The Answer to Life, the Universe and Everything.  Rip down bushland, destroy habitats, kill koalas .. all to achieve  42. 

Yes, Douglas Adams had a few mice announce that the Answer to Life the universe and everything was 42.  But what if the mice were wrong? 

One digit away, yet a world apart in meaning.

The idea of 41 really forces us to confront the unsettling truth that we live in a world of "almosts", where resolution is forever just out of reach.

In this horrible modern world lies a real dilemma: a life defined not by completion but by continuous striving, imperfection, and the tension between what we seek and what we find. I don't find that bad. 

In fact, the philosophy of 41 asks us to reconsider our expectations of a "  Final Solution " ( heaven forbid )   and instead learn to live with the ongoing, ever-evolving nature of existence itself.