canoodling lately? .. never heard of the gal!
month later unc.
anyone in the newport, oregon area,i'll be in your fair city on the 16th and 17th of this month for a research project and training the county wants me to attend.
i'm good for a cup of coffee and a couple jw war stories or three..... .
carmel @ < [email protected]>
canoodling lately? .. never heard of the gal!
month later unc.
hullo people, well its my first time here so, i wanted to say hi and if any of you guys who pop in here happen to be from australia or even new zealand, please contact me, well if you want, because i know there are heaps of us around who have had the big df and i know a few in the brisbane area, so if you by chance find this note, yes its me and maybe we could get together.
see ya all.
soldier on :)
Hippikon came here because he's smart and now i can run thungs proper (except my photo wun't wok .. oh boogger! .. not you hippikon, you're as swut uz rubarb pie ;)
unclebruce, a new south welshman from adelaide (where they talk narly uz funny uz kiwis)
the 'rabbit proof fence' is an australian movie that tells the story of some aboriginal children who escape from a camp established by evil white australians with the mentality of the biblical joshua.. it's just been released in the us.. if you want to understand australia and australians you should see this movie.
it tells a story that should deeply shame all modern australians, but sadly, many, maybe a majority, are not ashamed!!!!.
it was made by phillip noyce, who has also directed good movies like, patriot games, the bone collector, clear & present danger, the saint.. noyce & his male partner live in a funky old house at palm beach nsw, and their home & lifestyle was recently featured on national tv in an australian show called "burke's backyard.. hope this link to a site for the film works..... .
Wow singsongboi,
I was born and raised in SA but now live on 40 acres in the forest between Bega and Tathra. (the old Vimy Ridge gold mine) Pambula and Merimbula are just down the road. Small world!
Aborigine issues are very hard to grip. (eg: We fought to give them equal drinking rights and now alcohol is ripping thier communities to shreds) A lot of bad things did happen to aboriginies and quite a few white men hung for outrages against blacks. Us southerners have always been sensitive to the mistreatment of blackfellas but in the '60's we emerged from a very paternal system. The power was not in the hands of the ordinary folk as it is now. In my experience there is much more ill feeling in towns out west about bad behaviour than anything else. I don't want loadmouthed abusive drunks living next to me black green or purple. (Even in Bega many of the abo kids use foul language non stop and it does scare the conservative folk i can tell ya. it's rare to see white kids acting that way. It annoys the crap outta me that these kids 'let the side down') We have a clash of cultures going on overlayed with poverty but not helped by a youngerr generation who'd rather sit on thier bums than work.
Forgive me for saying too much. It seems that to say one sentence takes 50 on this subject.
My sister was constantly harrassed by full bloods in Darwin for being a 'half caste' predjudice cuts both ways .. funny thing is that most folk just think she's white like me LOL.
cheers, unclebruce.
PS: Next time you're around this way it'd be great to do coffee.
i sent it to kent.
the only thing that kept me going was the thought of what my suicide would do to my children for the rest of their lives.
i finally got the courage to seek help for that depression, and im fine now.. alanf and gedanken (two of my good friends) helped me out, and i am most grateful for that.
Skallywagger you disgust me!!
(good thing i like being disgusted) Aren't we supposed to be nice to bro farkel on his birthday? .. is that so hard? tell ya what, you stick a candle in his bum and i'll light it... BLOW THAT OUT mr farkelmeister! (shit, i'm starting to disgust myself now lol) Farkel forgive me for i have singed.
cheers beach babes, self amusing unc.
thirty years ago today, i walked down the isle of the kingdom hall to be given in marriage.
surprsingly we are still married!.
david was 20 yrs old and i was 19. we had been baptised about 6 months earlier and had been dating since i was 14 and david 15. i had family who were jws and i became really interested when i was about 17. i managed to convert david within a year or two.. once we were baptised we were pressured by the congregation to get married as they didn't think it appropriate that we should keep dating, year in year out "without marriage in view" - though we had no money nor did either of us have a full time job.
aw Marilyn .. aren't kingdom hall weddings nice. I wonder if they still allow that heathen ring swapping ceremony?
You can always 'do a Thirdson' and go have yourselves a proper pagan wedding in a Church or park or registary office or puffing billy or someth'n ;)
happy anniversary to you and Dazza, unc.
Me? My memories of Nov 10th 1979: Ridgehaven Assembly Hall, cool sunny day, blooming flowers everywhere, Susan gliding toward me, beauty itself in a flowing white dress, a five minute talk, an exchange of devotion, photos in the gardens and off to a swanky resturaunt with several dozen of our friends .. roast meat, chocolate cake (cut in the time honoured pagan way - us both holding the knife ;) strong coffee and off to the nuptual bed at the latest motel in Town (the Snooty Fox) .. so far so good..
Next day, a trip to the Adelaide zoo (lucky it was open on Sunday in the city of Churches) watching the monkeys pulling each others private parts and so on after our mutual deflowering the night before had us leave early .. that and running into a polish jw couple who thought finding us at the zoo on our first day of marital bliss very amusing bordering on hillarity. "Do Australians always spend thier honeymoons at the zoo" asked bro. Oceanasik .. "No, just Pioneers and Curcuit Overseers"
the honeymooners:
thinking ahead i'd booked a caravan at Second Valley 40 miles south of Adelaide .. the first thing i noticed was that the trees were quite stunted and leaned severely landward of the coast. "does it get windy here?" I asked the park manager as he slipped my cash into his top pocket. "nah, not really" came his unconvincing reply.
that night we slept together .. about as together as any couple can get - the bed was so concave gravity forced us into the middle and made getting out a major undertaking. "do elephants hire these vans?" was going to be my next question to the trailer park slum lord come slack arse weather observer that is until the storm came and near blew the van over (it transpired to be the biggest storm to hit St Vincents Gulf in 30 years but at the time i just thought it was normal to walk like marcel masour in that wind tunnel of a place. After a fitful night of me constantly climbing out of the sagging marital mattress, going out to check that the caravans wheels were still attached to terror firmer and reasure my young bride that all was well and she'd married a man not easily blown away in a gale, the dawn came clear and calm and we awoke to the delightfull sound of waves clinking along the beach of small shells a few yards away .. so far so good..
.. after a delightfull cruise around the lushest dairy country in SA thoughts were turning to our caravan and it's bathlike bed just a half hour or so away .. then i realised i'd left the camera (borowed from my sister) on the roof of the car and driven off! Oh dear. We drove and searched till it got dark then it struck me. I had a tent in the car and an esky of food. We'll camp on the roadside overnight and resume our search in the morrow. So we set the small 'two man tent'(men must have been very small were these tents were designed) on thick grass kissed a bit and shut our eyes .. so far so good ..
what's that big thing between my legs? a wombat! a bloody wombat! "get out!" with that the stupid beast turned sideways and ran into the wall of the tent digging in all fury and panicing as only an enraged wombat can .. i can panic just as good as any native i tell ya and got out of there hurrious incredibelous .. oops what about dear sweet Susan? Well, she was awake by now and, not being so good at panicing, calmly extracted herself from the tangled tent full of crazy wombat. Rubbing her sleepy eyes she points to the big lump running about in the tent and says "what's that?" "that my dear is wombatious horriblous" ...
fortunately for us it was now 5am, just an hour before sunrise .. unfortunatly it was freezing cold and those early morning hours are much lonnger than normal hours .. come here dear, wally wombats done unspeakable things in our tent, let us retire to warm the backseat of the car .. we breakfasted on cold wheatbix and vegemite washed down with a fruity Wolf Blass red (who packed that picknic basket anyway?) so far so good but the honeymoon just went downhill from here .. :)
unclebruce
i sent it to kent.
the only thing that kept me going was the thought of what my suicide would do to my children for the rest of their lives.
i finally got the courage to seek help for that depression, and im fine now.. alanf and gedanken (two of my good friends) helped me out, and i am most grateful for that.
What ya do'n TR?
Moon'n the bloke or asking for kinky sexual favors? LOL.
easily cornfused unc.
URADILDO-TA
Unseen Rural Apostate Directorate Incorporated Leaders of Demonic Ostralia - Tathra Division
the 'rabbit proof fence' is an australian movie that tells the story of some aboriginal children who escape from a camp established by evil white australians with the mentality of the biblical joshua.. it's just been released in the us.. if you want to understand australia and australians you should see this movie.
it tells a story that should deeply shame all modern australians, but sadly, many, maybe a majority, are not ashamed!!!!.
it was made by phillip noyce, who has also directed good movies like, patriot games, the bone collector, clear & present danger, the saint.. noyce & his male partner live in a funky old house at palm beach nsw, and their home & lifestyle was recently featured on national tv in an australian show called "burke's backyard.. hope this link to a site for the film works..... .
shut up micky manifesto!, this singsongboy's just called all australians rascist pigs so i gotta rant some more .. lol ...
having just been accepted into the local 'yuin' tribe (far south coast NSW) i have no time for race bashing, white, black, pink or yellow .. some of the 'full blood' aboriginies where i live need strangling. fair dinkum.
example: In my town there is a very old willow tree. It is at what is called 'the meeting place' and made sacred with time (and perhaps an old blacks placenta buried next to it long ago)
Several years ago an insensitive white mayor was sick of the loud drunken behaviour of the abos meeting there and had it chainsawed down at sun-up one Sunday morning (who ever heard of council workers up at that hour .. let alone a Sunday!)
The tree has now grown back bigger and stronger than ever before (the Mayor has since been sacked and run out of the district for unrelated matters)
So far so good .. when i moved down here i, pretty much by accident, made friends with the elders of the Aboriginie communitee. This giant old willow i was told is a sacred tree and it's luxuriant regrowth is a symbol of the survival of black culture etc...
Now here's the sadd part - whenever i go to chat with the ol' folks i look inside the huge hollowed out trunk and what do i see? Disgarded cigarette packets, beer bottles, cans, sometimes a home-made bong. The younger generation use the giant sacred tree as a rubish recepticle! (and there is always a 'wheely bin' less than ten feet away)
Things like that piss me off royally but what can a poor boy do? The world we live in is not ideal and I just remmembered why i prefer the solitude of my bush bolt-hole..
cheers, unclebruce
the 'rabbit proof fence' is an australian movie that tells the story of some aboriginal children who escape from a camp established by evil white australians with the mentality of the biblical joshua.. it's just been released in the us.. if you want to understand australia and australians you should see this movie.
it tells a story that should deeply shame all modern australians, but sadly, many, maybe a majority, are not ashamed!!!!.
it was made by phillip noyce, who has also directed good movies like, patriot games, the bone collector, clear & present danger, the saint.. noyce & his male partner live in a funky old house at palm beach nsw, and their home & lifestyle was recently featured on national tv in an australian show called "burke's backyard.. hope this link to a site for the film works..... .
G'day singsongboi,
Only trouble is the film's full of shit. (with a plotline taken straight from hollywoods portrail of americas deep south)
eg: the scene where the girls were transported in the back of a truck was an outright lie .. it didn't happen .. the girls were given a number of lifts by concerned 'whites' and always treated with the utmost respect, riding in the interior of cars and fed in roadhouses and reststops alongside thier hosts .. etc.. I've been around a bit and never seen people treat kids badly in the bush. It's a shame the film makers were so dishonest.
A better film by far was Paul Kelly's "Follow the Moon". A true story about a pastoralist who let his daughter die in the bush rather than allow a black tracker search on his land. ( even the music is much better .. Paul Kelly being our best singer/song writer)
If you think many average Australians of any era would treat aboriginies badly or not see them as equals you've a lot to learn in the real world. (pasturalists, police and church representatives are another story entirely and treated most other humans poorly if not condecendingly)
I have travelled widely throughout the outback and could write many books on this subject. The weird kind of racism that the makers of "rabbit proof fence" were trying to show is more easily demonstrated in places like Papua/New Guinea where the "ex-pats" close themselves off in separate communities and the natives only rarely make contact with ordinary white folk (non missionary, non exploitative types)
The filmakers have admitted 'exagerating to make a point'. I call it dishonest. Based on a true story yes but a true story no. (It'd be nice if life were that black and white.
cheers, unclebruce (of pijanjara and english decent)
PS: Unfortunatly I have no time to discuss this or any thing further at this time .. "please forgive my falling shorts" (a favorite JW prayer in PNG)
PSS: I worked on the rabbit proof fence. (not the movie .. the actual fence! lol .. longest manmade structure in the world ya know .. my uncle still maintains a section in the SA outback)
i sent it to kent.
the only thing that kept me going was the thought of what my suicide would do to my children for the rest of their lives.
i finally got the courage to seek help for that depression, and im fine now.. alanf and gedanken (two of my good friends) helped me out, and i am most grateful for that.
Hey Mr Farkel,
What's a musing? and wherefor do you get off mentioning me in dispatches??? LOL. Interesting stuff, so we've tracked you down to Citrus-ville .. that anything like a town just over the mountains from Sydney called Orange? (apple capital of Australia - true! .. could be worse, the abos called it Coonaburawunjana or someth'n ;)
Good to hear from ya OL' fffella! Happy Birthday
A fellow bull, who was think'n of ya (while building me lonely butt off in the bush .. sob ..)
So you say things to yerself too eh? Like right now I'm saying to meselfish: "englishmun's older than farkel! ... he he he .. and shelby's older than someone too!! (but then - she was a very old baby ;) Bin great to see a few ol' water bored folk in this room. (i too miss the h20 drip torture ;) .. blah blather blah .."
uncle b
PS: I've written some 'tall tales but true' old pioneer stories an old pioneer like yourself might enjoy .. I'll post i get the chance .. (I met with 'chatroom Barry' and he reconds he'd read 'em) i really did serve where the knees was grated - Papua/New Guinea ... (fortunately for me the canibals were mostly nice and christianised before i got to 'em .. but that didn't stop sly witchdoctors plotting or old chiefs licking thier lips at the sight of my young white meats lol.
If anyone say's i'm stuck in the '70's I'll brain 'em (i've been reminicing since i was 5 ;)
cheers oh ancient of days!
PS: Please send me a postcard with your return address so i can send you something.
Lee Freeman
PO Box 660
Bega
2550
Australia
Scally darl'n: ROTFLMAOff!! You are some bitch! (um .. that's a compliment ... in western sydney anyways .. um besides, i was smil'n .. honest! I doubt it was your intention but you've made this little trip to the net a happy one for me .. so you haven't kicked the farkelmeisters ass in person yet? Plot sweetly scally and polish those pointy toed ball breakers once for me .. um fuckel lol.
Wasasister: Best of best wishes. (i'd say i've been 'flat out like a lizard drink'n' or some such corny excuse .. everyday is soaked up with work.) I have uncompleted snail mail for youself and Tina. (I think my email has expired)
unclebruce
"The big print giveth and the small print taketh away" Tom Waites.
despite my response in teejay's "taboo" thread - http://www.jehovahs-witness.com/forum/thread.asp?id=25580&site=3 - in which i supported the idea of polyamory, i am presently in a relationship which is monogamous by mutual agreement.
i was fascinated and intrigued by the lady, and attracted to her, enough to make that commitment when she explained that it had to be that way or we'd need to go separate ways.. that relationship is presently at a rough spot, one which i described to somebody recently as "that point you reach, where all the spark is gone but you haven't put it out of its misery yet.
" her parents have been visiting from out of state since wednesday (it's saturday as i write) and we haven't seen each other since last monday.
Thank's Cap'n,
You're an inspiration to all us retaining watchtower induced inhibitions in company of the softer sex. (I never thought I'd be shy in my middle age but there it is .. chased by girls but not taking the advantage)
Your dialog with spotty faced Spender is hillarious! I see he now sports an asterix on his forehead .. now where the * did that come from? LOL. (I'd love to chat bro.Spender but I have a car to catch)
cheers Captain!
PS: I seriously admire your forthright manner in leaving the bedroom door ajar for us peak'n perverts ;)