Rant Rant Rant

Right, time for a change of pace. Enough with the whingeing. I have just had the misfortune of seeing Fahrenheit 911 and reading Not Happy John in a 2 day period. Maybe if I'd done that BEFORE the goddamn election, I wouldn't be feeling so hopeless right now. There's three years of these bastards to deal with, and the things they are going to do to us do not bear thinking about.
Cross-media laws. Ohmigod. When Fairfax goes, so does the last bastion of 'independent' journalism in this whole country. That's it. We're fucked. If it doesn't actively support the bottom line of the Packer/Murdoch crew, its not news and we won't even know its happened. And Packer/Murdoch are as one these happy days.
Fear. There was never going to be a bomb in Bali this last Christmas, it was a FUCKING LIE. And the reason for the lie was to bully Indonesia into accepting the 'security zone' we just thought up, whereby our area of interest extends well onto Indonesian land. Bambang doesn't love that idea. But Howard and his attack dogs cunningly decided to try a tilt at ruining Indo's tourist industry in an effort to persuade them of the sense of accepting it.
Australians voted with their thong-shod feet and said "Uh, fuck you fear-mongers, I'm tanning this Christmas," and went anyway. Despite airlines having been shellacked into offering full refunds etc.
And of course, nothing happened. There was no bomb. THERE WAS NEVER GOING TO BE A GODDAMN BOMB.
We are lied to every day.
The tsunami happened, and maybe that's why no-one seems to care that the bomb evaporated. I care.
I'm sick about it.
My brother nearly cancelled his Ubud honeymoon. We spent 2 weeks mildly fretting, and we know how the fear campaign works.
I just want my future kids to know, and their kids to know that I KNOW HOW FUCKED THINGS ARE. Lots of us do. I'm not sure yet what I'm going to do about it, but I am about sick of feeling sick about it.

posted by Annie B @ 6:06 AM