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Saturday, 19 July 2008

Pic-a-tures

Wow. I was just perusing and found some of my photos cropping up on the internet:
My marigold on Plantwire and my weeds on Green West Magazine. How fantastic.

Also, I've finally gotten around to loading a couple of piccies on Flickr. Here is one of them.

Kurt riding a wave


P.S.
I also added a video on youtube. It isn't very good, I was bored yesterday afternoon, so I decided to play with a few pieces of software and see what they could do. If I put some time in, I'm sure I could create something worthwhile.

Speech I gave a while ago

A few weeks ago I was asked to speak at a Youth Leadership summit. They asked me to speak about my own youth leadership experience, but with only 24 hours notice, I figured anything I wrote would have to do. Anywho, Keda asked for a copy of the speech, as did a few others, so I decided I'd just stick it here on my blog (It's about time I posted something - I've been busy).



Firstly I would like to acknowledge the Traditional Owners of the land we are on – the Biripi and Worimi people I acknowledge that this land was stolen, and that Indigenous sovereignty was never ceded.

For those of us currently studying for the HSC, these exams are coming at us like a Mack truck full of Areas of Study, Modules, Cores, option topics, and practical examinations.

But I’m finding myself facing questions that are much broader than those I’m likely to face in the HSC examinations in about 100 days. Our planet is undergoing rapid levels of dangerous climate adjustment; glacier retreat, ice shelf disruption, sea level rise, changes in rainfall patterns, increased intensity and frequency of hurricanes and extreme weather events. Scientists across the world are saying we need cuts to greenhouse gas emissions by up to 80%, and we need them by yesterday at the latest. Now the questions we all must ask ourselves are these: Do I care? And what am I willing to do?


I do care. And I’m trying to do something. But as a great man once said: “Do or do not, there is no try.”

It is up to us to inform ourselves about the causes of climate change, the science, the impacts and the solutions. I don’t believe I can rely on my political leaders for answers, they are too distracted by gaining political and economic advantages. So it will be up to us, the future leaders, to bring about change

Change of course is difficult, but it is happening, in one form or another. No-one asked you whether you wanted to perpetuate climate change. But we as Australians are the world’s highest emitters of greenhouse gas pollution. No-one asked you whether you wanted to be part of the generation facing the climate crisis. Those decisions appear to have been made for you. But one very important decision hasn’t been made for you: what are you going to do about it?

I believe that our we are entirely capable of being part of a big, informed, creative global public movement that is mobilising against the causes of climate change.

Two hours south of here in sunny Newcastle, is the world’s largest coal export port. The State government is seeking to expand it to more than double it’s current size. Last year a number of concerned community members entered the port to halt the machinery there and to send a strong message to our business and government leaders about the urgent need to stop new coal and move to renewable energy. These people have made the decision that they will not pretend that nothing is happening; they have not disengaged from their future. They can and will make a difference.

Every single one of us has to decide what we are going to do with our skill and energy. We are young we have many decisions ahead. I believe the decision that we need to make is about how we are going to choose to live our lives after we finished school.

"The time has come, well and truly come ... for all Australians, those who are indigenous and those who are not to come together, truly reconcile and together build a truly great nation."

This quote is taken from Kevin Rudd’s speech given as part of the national apology. The apology was great. It was all the more poignant because it was not too long after the introduction of the erroneous war started by the previous Australian government, right here on Australian soil. Few may understand just how perverse the Northern Territory Intervention really was. Indeed, many appear to have forgotten it is even still taking place.

When the Howard government announced that it would send in the police and the army as a result of the “Little Children are sacred report” to ‘protect’ the children from abuse, co author of the report Pat Anderson said that there was no relationship between the recommendations she had made in the report and the Federal government’s response.

The parliamentary acts that protected these people have been removed. The Aboriginal land rights act and the discrimination act have been suspended in these areas. The government has enforced compulsory land acquisition and put business managers, reminiscent of the mission managers, into some of the more strategic communities.

The legislation, which is supposed to address child abuse, hardly mentions children. The only policy relating to children who have been abused was the policy of compulsory health checks, which they had to drop because it was classified as abuse.

Pornography, alcohol, and gambling, have all been banned in many aboriginal communities. In some communities with people of different nationalities, only the houses of aboriginal people are affected by these laws.

Thousands of NT Aboriginals have had their welfare quarantined, and given out in vouchers (similar to being paid in tea and sugar for working on the missions).

With no public transport, covering the vast distances can cost $440 in taxi fares to get to town and join the queues; often hundreds of people long. Sometimes Centrelink runs out of vouchers, leaving families without food for their children; the ones the intervention is supposed to protect.

I’d like to now tell a story about Julie. Julie is from Galiwin'ku, Elcho Island in the Northern Territory. Julie has been helping whities in the community to intergrate. She’s been helping them learn the language and traditions of the Yolgnu people. Julie saw attendance falling at her local school, and decided to get a job there in order to encourage her grandchildren to attend. With a job at the school she could take them to school and be with them all day. Last year Julie suffered a stroke and was unable to continue working. She began to receive the Centrelink invalid pension.

In April income management was forced on all people receiving Centrelink payments and living on Aboriginal land, including Julie.

She was rightfully outraged that half her pension was isolated without her permission, and at being treated like a child. She was under the belief that all Australians, black and white on Centrelink payments were being income managed. Centrelink had given her a food card to swipe at the local store, but for weeks and weeks she struggled and limped into the store to swipe the card, and for weeks and weeks there was no money in the food card. Upset, and with her pride and dignity severely hurt she threw the card away.

After discovering what income management really meant Julie asked a white friend of hers, John, to assist her gain an exemption from Income Management. He became a nominee to enquire on her behalf, and not long after, was visiting Galiwin'ku and called in to the Centrelink office. He asked the officers the reasons why Julie’s pension was being income docked. One officer replied, 'it's a response to the Little Children are Sacred Report'. John responded, 'You must think she is a child abuser. I want Julie exempted from income management.' The officer asked, 'What are the reasons she should not be income managed?'
John thought, then asked, 'First you tell me the reasons she's on it.' At first the officer couldn't answer, then eventually he replied, 'because she lives on Aboriginal land.'

John went on to explain that Julie had never touched alcohol, which is not surprising given that all the Aboriginal townships in north-east Arnhemland are dry and always have been, she has never smoked, never gambled, has never abused children or any of the other things that the Federal government has labelled Aboriginal people as having done in the Northern Territory. The officer then said so far there have been no exemptions to IM. As John later found out, the only valid reason is 'not to live on Aboriginal land. The effect of this blanket targeting in the case of Julie and her familiy is debilitating and dehumanising. It is becoming clear that income management is having a severe and negative impact on the spirit and the psyche of Aboriginal people.

A quote now that was passed on to me from John: “an elderly matriarch rang a couple of days ago and said this:

'the tide is in, we are drowning. Why don't they just come and shoot us?'

Many people have made a stand. It’s hopeless for the victims of this campaign to try and protest against a military invasion, but we, in the comfort of our homes, can write the letters, make the phone calls, sign the online petitions, and donate to those organisations who are fighting for what is right.

If we want our future to be one in which all people enjoy human rights and basic services, and one free of the current climate burden, then it is up to us to campaign against these things, to join together to demand a better future for all people in Australia.

We all have the opportunity to be leaders for change; we just need to make the decision to make a difference. I don’t want to lead a life where I don’t have hope for our future. I want to know I tried to make a difference for a better world. How about you?

Thursday, 12 June 2008

I saw your rabbit

This is the poster I have stuck up about the place:

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I spotted this rabbit the other day on my way to work. I shooed it away from the car before leaving, but didn't know what else to do as I was in a rush to get to work. Today I stepped out the back and spotted the same beast again in the same spot. I took a few photos and stuck this up in the hope that someone will recognise the animal and be reunited with it.


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This map shows roughly the area the beast was sighter, but the actual lane is missing from google maps. Do you know Valetta lane? It runs parallell to Elizabeth St, alongside the rail corridor near Artarmon station. If you come down the station stairs, then turn right, then turn left before you get to that new thai place (Little Thai Place) you'll find yourself out the back of the greatest pizza shop known to man (LCC)

If you need better directions etc, email me: 'poi' three times, at gmail dot com.
(ie. poipoipoi@.) Note that I haven't got a hutch and don't even know what to feed such a beast, so it is still roaming free about the place, and is not neccasarily here still, but it was today (12.6.09), so it probably isn't a bad spot to look around.

Tuesday, 12 February 2008

Explosion on a rainy day

Well, today I was involved in an explosion. It wasn't a dramatic bomb or something, much duller, and a little less cool. I was innocently expelling urine, and when finished, pressed the flush button. Now, this is not something I always do in public toilets; if a few hundred people a day push the same button within seconds of defecating or urinating, well, forgive me for not rushing to be a part of it. Anyhow, I felt it the right thing to do in this circumstance, for whatever reason.
How was I rewarded for my good deed? Putting my personal hygiene on the line for the sake of the greater good? With an exploding cistern. The pipe inside must have broken, and water was spraying up into the roof with rather profuse force. The top half of the cistern had fallen in front of the water supply tap, so i had to pick it up and shift it before turning the tap off. The tap, by the way, was turned completely on - that is about fifteen turns, when surely one or two would suffice to allow maximum water flow?
Walking back along the corridor, dripping with toilet water and in a demonstrable rage, I passed a few mates who were just coming back from the parking lot, where they had been trying to SlimJim their way into a car; and they took great delight in heading off to examine the cubicle. Well at least they were entertained; but I, still very cold, and very wet, was less so. Particularly because the fan was on.

Wow, way not to finish with a point eh?

Monday, 7 January 2008

"The Flat Cat"

Last night, at about half past one, I met our new cat. It came running inside the flat after having followed us home from the train station. Tonight I discovered that he actually followed our neighbors upstairs home a few hours before us. They proceeded to feed it canned tuna, whilst another neighbor of ours has put it out a basket with blankets in which to sleep. I quite like the idea of a communal cat living here, shared between the different flats.
The cat has since been hanging around, meowing until late into the night. Hmm, anyone missing a black cat in the North Sydney area? (Time to locate a vet in walking distance and get this guy scanned for a microchip).
P.S. I also saw a bush turkey running around in the late out the back to day. Since when do they live in the city? Ah well, Its better than the inundation of hairy caterpillars our neighbors were invaded by the other day.

The Courthouse

Last night I was amazed to discover that there is a park called the courthouse. Less amazingly, it is near a courthouse. My sister and I went there to visit a graffiti exhibition and met someone whom I've named cat woman, as she had a cat on a lead, Hazzy Bee, whose album I'd been listening to earlier that afternoon (I had a guitar with me, and he gave us a live song before continuing on his way), Phil, who divulged several of his movie scripts to us all, Yukoll (or something to that effect, he was quite quiet and difficult to hear, an African guy with cool hair who jammed with me playing the djembe (which I also brought along) and Phil filmed on his phone. Also present were Mim, Joe, and a ton of others who wondered through.

First post!

I've decided it's traditional to simply burn the first post, and post nothing of interest. Hence, I'll do just that.