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Old 6th Sep 2011, 14:22
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Kharon
 
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"The Mills of the Gods,
"The Mills of the Gods, Grind exceedingly slow, But grind exceedingly fine."
Attributed to Greek philosopher Sextus Empiricus.

September 7, 2011. One calendar month from today you will have one, and probably a one only chance to beat the "Culture of Fear" which grips this benighted industry by the throat.

If everyone who fears retribution, lets it be known that 'you' are afraid, for daring to speak the truth; then the people who hold power will know (at least) that you are afraid of speaking out and needful of protection. It's the 'thin soup' tail end of democracy, but it's a beginning.

If everyone who has a just, honest claim against the 'authority' submits a "confidential", under parliamentary privilege, statement of fact, without rancour, mendacity or even a small 'gilding of the Lily' it will be heard. Perhaps, it may not alter things one iota, but at least we tried and it's on the record.

Like one

Who having into truth, by telling of it,

Made such a sinner of his memory,

To credit his own lie.

The Tempest. ACT I Scene 2.


Albanese should resign; today, there are no more excuses.

The rot starts at the top and flows down hill, a corporate psycho and minions will only follow the 'big dogs' bark. Enough, for pities sake; enough.

A very ancient and fish-like smell.

The Tempest. ACT II Scene 2.


Submit your story to the Rural Affairs etc. Estimates Committee, DO NOT publish it at all, anywhere, but; if you must, not until you are 'protected' (get an acknowledgement). Privilege is not applicable until your comments are receipted – check the Senate web site. This is a democracy, you do have rights, please use them.

This above all: to thine ownself be true,

And it must follow, as the night the day,

Thou canst not then be false to any man.

Farewell: my blessing season this in thee!"

--Lord Polonius, Hamlet Act I, Scene 3

Perhaps our erstwhile 'Authority' and their handlers would do well to reflect on the 11the century poet Omar Khayyam; (#545 Rubaiyat).

The moving finger writes; and having writ,
Moves on: nor all your Piety nor wit
Shall lure it back to cancell half a line,
Nor all thy tears wash out a word of it


Sorry (but not too much) about the oblique (cryptic) references; but, as the man said "if you can't see your Willy in the blender".

Selah.
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