Sorry? Yes......... Stolen Generation? Not so sure

It's no surprise that W.A. has the highest percentage against saying sorry. I guess that NT would be next. Why is that do you think? Simple! It's the two states that have the most to do with Aboriginals and high aboriginal populations in towns and cities. You can forgive the bleeding heart liberals in the cities for feeling all warm and fuzzy over the SORRY, and the "Plight" of the "Noble Race". Noble my arse! I see nothing noble outside the hotels in towns across W.A. with drunken aboriginals laid in their own faeces and vomit, or the fights and shouts of curse words up and down the street that are enough to make your hair curl. And what about the crime that is so rife, the number of Aboriginals outside the Courthouse on Court Day would make you think they were giving away free beer.

This isn't racism! This is fact!

I would be the first to admit that the indigenous race has had a tough time, and I wonder if it is some 'institutionalised' thing that happens with indigenous races, like the Inuit and American Indians. Perhaps it dragging them kicking and screaming forward by a few thousand years into a civilisation that had centuries to reach its own levels and suddenly thrust upon a society of people that had been isolated by distance and oceans. There was a response to someone's comment about aboriginals living different lives and not coping with the society as we know it. This person said that there wasn't a whole lot of people that were educated and ready to come into the society when they were finally recognised in the 1960's as having rights. This is all well and good, but many have been able to. Why not more? Why are we getting generation after generation (a new one every 15 years?) of people following in the same footsteps? The welfare is there, the school system is there, what's missing? drive? determination? self discipline?

It was estimated that there are 1600 aboriginals in our local region and yet in a discussion today, we could only account for 5 that were making any sort of attempt at a life other than welfare, booze, and mooching off mining companies for handouts for the sudden appearance of sacred sites that nobody had heard of before until a mineral was found in a certain spot. Cynical I know, but true.

Yet despite all this I AM SORRY.
There is no doubt that there were some aboriginal people forcibly removed from their families. I don't know how I would have coped if I had been torn from my family at a young age. I have to temper that with the myriad of stories from Andrew Bolt of the Sun Herald of "stolen" children that turned out to have been dumped, neglected, saved from rape and violence etc, that have survived because of the intervention of a State Govt service. I imagine even those suffered being torn from their families, in a race that obviously holds "family" high on its list of priorities... but would they have survived to be complaining now? I don't know.

I do know that there are many that were much worse off after removal, and it is those that were adversely affected that we should be saying sorry to.

I find the term Stolen Generation offensive and emotive. Whoever came up with it really stumbled onto something to give the 'proud' aborigine something to become depressed about. If they weren't feeling victimised enough before this term was used, they certainly were after it! It has certainly turned the tide of sympathy in many quarters, but has fostered animosity in others. A whole GENERATION was not removed. Of those removed, not all were forced.

What the "Stolen" tag has done for the remote aboriginal is work against them. This so called systematic separation of generations of Aboriginal children, this hue and cry from the bleachers about "stealing" children, has now had a negative affect in remote Outback communities. Didn't a great cry and wail go up recently when a remote aboriginal community came under scrutiny with its children in jeopardy? Wasn't there a great knee-jerk reaction to the stories of neglected children that were in danger in these outback communities?

The State Governments were held to account for the situation; a situation that, had it been a white settlement or community, children would have been whisked away from the dangers long before now! The fear of the "stolen generation" is having the reverse effect of helping, Government agencies are too frightened to step in because of it. Damned if you do, damned if you don't.

I have contacts within some of these agencies, and they are having family members of kids in peril, coming to them, asking them, pleading with them to take the kids away from the terrible environments that they are in; sexual abuse, drug, alcohol, and parental abuse. BUT THEY WONT! Why? "Stolen Generation" and the uproar about stepping in. Cant have it happen again can we? In the mean time, children are suffering.

Then there is the compensation debate. Common sense would tell anyone that there is no compensation that can make up for the wrong doings to those that have been truly wronged in all of this. Compensation would cheapen the whole thing and just add to the stereotyping of money grubbing aboriginals with their hand out for what they could get. I think for the purity of the cause that it should be avoided from both sides.

Having said that perhaps compensation should be decided but in a court of law. From my understanding it would seem that of the court cases so far, none has had any evidence proved and quite a few have turned up surprising information to the contrary; not stolen, but given away.

Perhaps that's what we should be calling it ... the "Given Away Generation" and the elders should be apologising to their own children.

If compensation for the "stolen" goes ahead, we are going to seek some as well. Being white surely shouldn't exclude me from the laws of the land should it? A family member was one of 12 children removed (read: stolen) from her family when their house burnt down. They were put into religious welfare care and were beaten with hair brushes and "tortured" both physically and mentally in the name of the Govt and the church. They are all f@#ked in the head now!!!

As a descendant, I will expect compensation from the Government and an unreserved apology in Parliament from the church.

Oh Fishy Fishy Fishy Fish

Apologies to Monty Python for stealing a line from one of their shows for the title, but I just read a joke that came to me across the email, that went something like... "There are only two things in the world that smell like fish, and one of them is fish..." thus implying that the other is a woman's pussy. I suppose that gets back to stereotyping and generalisations like blind lesbians being lost in a fish market for hours (perhaps on purpose) and I would like to strike a blow and use my voice to change the world. Isn't that what these blogs are for?

Ok... so the change... PUSSIES DON'T SMELL OF FISH in their own right!!!! It's only what us guys leave behind that smells of fish!!!! Both male and female sex organs have self-cleaning processes long before it became au fait to have an oven that did the same. Now I am not admitting to having been a root-rat in my life time, but it's fair to say that I have had my hands (and other things...like my nose) on a few pussies in my life and apart from a bit of fusty-jock on a hot day (something that happens to both species), pussies prior to an injection of semen have a sensual muskiness that is nothing like any fish I have ever smelled. And without fail, the only time there has ever been any hint of fish smell is the morning after when the rotting man-seed has had a few hours to...whatever it does...breakdown? That is what gives the smell, the dieing fishy bits in the liquid you so thoughtfully left behind for her to deal with. If guys were to smell their own dicks in the morning they would get the same scent as what comes from within the woman.

This is where the self cleaning would take over if it wasn't for the invention of the shower or better still the bath to insert/submerge the offending parts to wash away the rotting man seed. OK I enjoy the jokes, especially about the reason woman was put on this earth...to carry sperm from the bedroom to the toilet, but it's a wonderful system and we need to know that it is us making it smell, not them!...

Now... the smell of her private parts is important to a woman... really important... it's a conditioning thing from years of missplaced jokes about it and its one of THE BIG 5.
THE BIG 5 are five subjects that a man should never broach with a woman. The Smelly bit is one of them, but after 30 + years of dealing with women, here is my legacy to mankind..

THE BIG 5.
Avoid these subjects while talking with a woman of any age and life will be less traumatic...
OK.. the other 4 are... drum roll..
OLD
FAT
UGLY
STUPID
add the fifth
SMELLY

Avoid these like the plague, don't be drawn into a conversation about them. Don't think that you can even raise these subjects. No matter how close to someone you are, no matter how much you think that you can talk to her about anything.. DON'T... YOU WILL LOSE...YOU WILL GET INTO TROUBLE... Hear me on this, I mean it.

Cheese Sandwich

When I found this picture... all that I could think of was ...CHEESE SANDWICH!!!

WTF everyone must think.

Let me explain. My partner is a lovely woman, beautiful, sexy, adventurous, horny, just wonderful, but she doesn't like oral sex... giving or recieving.

Me?... I love it. And before the stereotyping kicks in, I have to admit to liking the giving more than the recieving. I have had a bit of experience and I am very thoughtful, and take directions excellently, and like to think of myself as well versed in all forms of foreplay and oral forms in particular...a sort of Cordon Bleu...a connosieur if you will, of pleasing partners. I am not trying to sound big-headed, but rather, painting a picture if you will.

My partner is all the things I have said and I love her, I really do, but she doesnt want foreplay... she wants COCK and she wants it now! It seems such a waste...here she has this Cordon Bleu Chef....and all she wants is a Cheese Sandwich. Hell... it's a great... no... fantastic Cheese Sandwich, but a cheese sandwich all the same. It's a good job no one adds cheese quite like me eh?

I admit to being selfish in wanting to give rather than recieve. I know that is a contradiction, but I get an awful lot of pleasure out of giving someone else pleasure. The feel of the movements beneath your finger tips or lips, the knowledge that they are getting aroused by you and what you're doing is immensly gratifying to me, hence the selfishness of giving.

Perhaps I should turn this into an opportunity. She always says that I should be happy, most guys in the world would be happy not to have to worry about foreplay and just stick it in, but I think an opportunity exists for some teaching, some experiencing, some education... :):)
But whose?

Everest and Other Mounts

When I came across this picture...welll.. .not actually "came" across it, if you know what I mean... I thought it would have made an excellent promotional image for the James Bond movie Octopussy... you know.... the one about the girl with the eight vaginas. Going by the smile on her face, perhaps she just likes having her nipples sucked...but this might be taking it a teensy bit too far I think.

Ian Fleming wrote all the Bond books and it always intrigued me how the human mind can come up with all the intricacies of the sheer number of all the books and stories that have been written. Sir Edmund Hilary replied when asked why he climbed Everest, "Because it was there..." and that makes me wonder...why do people write? ...Is that because it's NOT there?

I have been an avid reader for many years and learned an aweful lot from the process, but more and more I have been plagued with the urge to write. I got a similar urge about (ahem) years ago, and started on two books. I wrote about 12 chapters on one and just one chapter of the other and then lost interest. Then it struck me! I had always enjoyed books with a lot of sexual content, why not combine the two things that I like tgether...writing and sex....???? Loe and behold..there is a web site for people just like me...Literotica.!!!

And it seems I am not alone. The only problem is that I get a little disheartened. I have tried other forms of expression, like playing the guitar, painting, drawing, and while looking at/listening to other artist in those genres enspires me, it makes me realise my own meagre talents. Sure it makes me want to strive to be better, but that never seems to translate itself into "better" for me! And it's the same with writing. I enjoy reading the stories that others have written, and have always found written erotica...well... erotic, but when I read those other stories, they are written so much better than mine and I get disheartened. I have great ideas and and very active imagination and that 'sort of ' translates to the page, even to the point where four of the six stories I have written have made it to the top lists in their categories, but it just doesnt read as well as others that I have read.

I took a giant leap recently and wrote about a subject I know a lot about...me... and I have edited it and had it published for my children. It tells of my life and the things and people in it, the stories of my life... so that when I die, my stories wont be lost like my Father's stories were when he died. That's my own little Everest to conquer.... and I think I am still up on the mountain somewhere.