It all seemed tedious enough.
Last night, a local environmental group – led by an angry teen and an angrier middle aged woman – managed to get a forum together.
The by-election for Peter Costello’s vacated seat of Higgins may well be a done deal for the Liberals.
Their candidate, Kelly O’Dwyer is delightfully fresh-faced and many other wonderful things that totally don’t matter in such a safe seat. The Liberals – and everyone else – are certain she’s in.
But in the wonderfully quixotic way of idealists, the angry teen, and angrier lady sought to bring as many of the by-election candidates together as possible in order to grill them (without use of fossil fuels, of course) about their Climate Change fighting credentials.
Really, it’s the sort of event that would normally send me straight to a used-car dealership to find the biggest, most gas-guzzling four-wheel-drive, and do doughnuts in the carpark of the church hall where the forum was being held.
Don’t get me wrong: I love mother earth… and I’d rather there weren’t some sort of carbon-induced apocalypse. The preponderance of evidence and scientific opinion had me at, “hello – now stop leaving lights on everywhere.”
It’s the fervent, messianic, unquestioning stridency that makes me want to run screaming.
But… last night was so very much more than Birkenstocks and self-satisfaction! Continue reading Sex, Denial, & Anarchy: or, How I Narrowly Avoided Joining One Nation →
Oh Dvir! Now It’s Official
Dvir Abramovich was at it again.
Yet another piece about how Jews and the Holocaust don’t get the respect they deserve.
Yet more responses from puzzelled or angry non-Jews.
Yet another attempt by me to demonstrate to non-Jews that Jews who cry wolf regarding anti-Semitism are not representative of the community as a whole.
Even I’m bored…
Or I would be had Dvir not been elected recently as a Jewish Community Council of Victoria (JCCV) delegate to the Executive Council of Australian Jewry (ECAJ).
Now, he will not only be writing on our community’s behalf under the banner of his Melbourne University position (and isn’t Melbourne University’s history department even slightly alarmed by the prolific, vitriolic and often poorly researched nature of Dvir’s media appearances?).
Now Dvir’s a community representative.
Officially. Continue reading Oh Dvir! Now It’s Official →