And as this thread will no doubt be read by many who don't understand, or can't, or indeed maybe never will....
I have only slight paraphrased the following eulogy given by Winston Churchill in the House of Commons upon the passing of Neville Chamberlain.
The controversies which hung around him in former times were hushed by the news of his illness and are silenced by his death. In paying a tribute of respect and of regard to an eminent man who has been taken from us, no one is obliged to alter the opinions which he has formed or expressed upon issues which have become a part of history; but at the Lychgate we may all pass our own conduct and our own judgments under a searching review. It is not given to human beings, happily for them, for otherwise life would be intolerable, to foresee or to predict to any large extent the unfolding course of events. In one phase men seem to have been right, in another they seem to have been wrong. Then again, a few years later, when the perspective of time has lengthened, all stands in a different setting. There is a new proportion. There is another scale of values. History with its flickering lamp stumbles along the trail of the past, trying to reconstruct its scenes, to revive its echoes, and kindle with pale gleams the passion of former days. What is the worth of all this? The only guide to a man is his conscience; the only shield to his memory is the rectitude and sincerity of his actions. It is very imprudent to walk through life without this shield, because we are so often mocked by the failure of our hopes and the upsetting of our calculations; but with this shield, however the fates may play, we march always in the ranks of honour.
It fell to Terry in one of the supreme crises of Australia's industrial world to be contradicted by events, to be disappointed in his hopes, and to be deceived and cheated by wicked men. But what were these hopes in which he was disappointed? What were these wishes in which he was frustrated? What was that faith that was abused? They were surely among the most noble and benevolent instincts of the human heart-the love of peace, the toil for peace, the strife for peace, the pursuit of peace, even at great peril, and certainly to the utter disdain of popularity or clamour. Whatever else history may or may not say about these terrible, tremendous years, we can be sure that Terry acted with perfect sincerity according to his lights and strove to the utmost of his capacity, authority and commitment, to ensure the AFAP and its members survived the awful, devastating struggle in which it became engaged. This alone will stand him in good stead as far as what is called the verdict of history is concerned.
I hope this helps