Friday, 1 September 2017

Sentimental Attachment

Can one become sentimentally attached to a clothes peg?

Long ago, my mum gave me my very last Christmas stocking.  I was in my early twenties and had just returned from a lengthy overseas trip.  I assume there were the usual items  - a little paperback book maybe, a few lollies, a set of ballpoint pens -  whatever she could think of, I guess, for a daughter no longer a child.  I have long forgotten what else was included, but one thing I was quite tickled with - a set of vivid pink clothes pegs.  So bright.  I like bright.

Well, that was decades ago, and those special clothes pegs have been in my peg box ever since.  The containers have changed, the pegs lasted.  And lasted.  They became old and faded and brittle, nearly white now.  

I picked one up this morning to use it, and, as always, I remembered my mum and I remembered that long ago Christmas stocking.  I was just reflecting that there was no point really in valuing such a small item when the one in my hand broke.

There are only a few left now.  Can one really become sentimentally attached to a clothes peg? Should I maybe put those few aside in order to keep them?

Naaah.  They are only clothes pegs.  That would be silly.

Possum Park, a favourite caravan park.

Sometimes, there is an especially nice place that I want other people to know about and enjoy. This one is a caravan park, not in a town, which means that if you don't know about, it is easy to miss.    But if you are travelling, it is one to note. Possum Park. It is in inland NSW, 20 kms north of the small township of Miles.

The 350 acres that is now Possum Park was once called RAAF Kowguran.

During WW2, it was a munitions depot.  The twenty underground bunkers were used for storing explosives.

They are now used for other things, including some cosy accommodation for visitors.

There are other unusual accommodation options available. Certainly there are some modern units, that seem boring by comparison with the cabins that used to be train carriages, or WW2 ammunition bunkers, or the newest attraction, yet to be available, in an old TAA aeroplane.

The train carriages - 

In some of the small carriages, there are things of interest that one would find in a museum.  In another,  there is a lovely little 'reading room.'  Everywhere, there are features to make a stay enjoyable.  

Once was a train.

There are gardens everywhere.  Sometimes unusual items are turned into garden features.

The Bush Chapel

There are the standard features of a good caravan park,  powered sites (of course)  a camp kitchen,  and sitting areas.  An unusual addition is the little bush chapel. 

One of the sitting areas. 

The picture below is the office.  Price is reasonable,  bookings advisable.  So next time you are travelling through the region known as the Western Downs of NSW,  I recommend a visit to Possum Park.   Phone (07) 4627 1651

Poor old Trump

Trump must really be messing with the agenda of some very powerful people. It is not just the ABC who appear to have a hysterical hatred for the man, but all the mainstream media. In that long speech, he systematically disproved the assertion that the media made after Charlottesville, (that he refused to criticise those causing violence,) with the result that, though we were actually shown a portion of the speech, (a surprise) it was dismissed as 'rambling' by one channel, something else insulting by another, and by the ABC, that 'he did not take criticism' - well    Certainly the media hate Criticism.
One newspaper, The Guardian, (according to ABC24) had as its headlines someone questioning his 'fitness to be in office,' and in case anyone still thought that he sounded rational and reasonable, they are making a big thing of Hillary Clinton speaking about him 'making her skin crawl.'

So who, exactly, is pulling the strings here and whose agenda is he messing with?

Do not allow yourself to be manipulated. Look at what he says and does, not what most of the media say he says and does. Because they are very different. Maybe there is truth in what a few say, that there is a push for a 'New World Order' (which would do no good for you and I) and Trump is not following the orders.

I expect hysterical denunciation now, people saying that Trump is sexist and racist and homophobic, etc. Maybe even a reminder of the pure fiction that he hates transgenders. Before the election, some were apparently thinking that the poor transgender people would wind up in concentration camps if he was elected. It has not happened. What has happened is that the divisions within America have become deeper and more violent, and I do not think that is Trump's fault. It is the fault of those who agenda Trump is choosing not to follow.

Wednesday, 7 June 2017

Islam is winning

Islam is winning.

Islam wants to make the whole world part of its ‘Ummah.’ In other words, all of us to become Muslims.  The Koran commands it. Muhammad, when he first decided he was having revelations from Allah, tried to persuade people to follow him,  and when persuasion didn't work very well, he used treachery and murder instead. The more followers he managed, the bigger army he had at his command. He used his army to make himself rich, give his ‘soldiers’ plenty of booty to share, including of course, slaves, and the more he was able to force Islam onto his neighbours.
Those we now call Islamists are active in following his example. Mostly, they use modern tactics such as demanding concessions that no other religion would think of demanding, by using the absurdities of modern-day political correctness, and by depicting themselves as victims of Islamophobia at the slightest excuse, sometimes a manufactured excuse.
And they use terrorism. 'We will not be beaten,' people say whenever there is a new terrorist outrage. 'They may have guns but we have flowers.'  And,  'We will not allow them to make us afraid.'
No?  In Turin, Italy, 4th June, 2017, one and a half thousand people were hurt stampeding from a bang, possibly from a fire-cracker.  People might try and convince themselves that terror is not winning, but when so many people can be hurt because of an imaginary bomb, then it is clearly winning.
It is winning in many, many ways.
Each time some commentator speaks of the issue of terrorism without using the words 'Islam,'  'Muslim'  or even 'Islamist,'  then it is a win for Islam. The Australian ABC is laughable for its avoidance of any hint that Islam might have something to do with terrorism, even though almost every terrorist attack in the last fifteen years has been by Muslims in pursuit of its Islamist agenda.
They win each time a terrorism 'expert' pretends that Islamist terrorism has nothing to do with Islam. Waleed Aly, TV presenter and Muslim did a lengthy report on terrorism, and blamed it on everything else but Islam. (
They win when ordinary people hesitate to use the word 'Muslim' when it is obviously a Muslim. There was a ludicrous example in regard to the second London Bridge attack (June 3rd, 2017) - a witness saw one of the perpetrators with his knife, he was shouting 'This is for Allah,'  and yet the witness 'couldn't say' whether he was a Muslim. I guess he thought that if he said it was a Muslim, then he would be 'racist.'  But if he was that close, he was lucky not to have had the knife slashing at his throat, and that is a lot more serious than simply being called a stupid word.
Each time a blogger gets criticised for telling it like it is, that is also a win for the Islamists. Some facebook accounts are repeatedly closed down because they speak of Islam - not 'hate speech,'  nothing that actually threatens Muslims for being Muslims, but merely for explaining the facts of the religion. 
Each time that schools bow to pressure and make special concessions to Muslims, it is a win for Islam and a defeat of Western values of civilisation. Some schools are now making their students learn about Islam, except that they only learn the dressed up version, not the facts. There was one school that had a 'Hijab Day.'  Hijabs are a sign of the subjugation of women. They have no place in schools or anywhere else.

Islam wins every time some asinine popstar says something like all we need is love and understanding and terrorists will no longer be terrorists. Such blatant idealism, such willful blindness, only delays the day we see the enemy and finally start to fight. 

Islam wins when those who calls themselves 'feminist' refuse to call them out on their misogyny.  Some have worn hijabs and called it feminist!  Anne Aly, Labor MP and former ABC personality, called it 'the most feminist religion.'  (March, 2017)  It states in the Koran that  a woman is worth half of a man, and that a husband should beat a wife from whom he fears disobedience. In the most Islamic of states they cover her in a black shroud as if she was not a person at all. Feminist? Baloney.
Islam wins when eyes are deliberately turned away from Islamic practices such as the forced marriage of underage girls.  It especially wins when a truly awful Islamic practice, female genital mutilation, is defended.  Germaine Greer!  She was once a highly respected feminist.  Now she equates FGM with voluntary cosmetic surgery.  It is a very different thing, lady!  Ask Ayaan Hirsi Ali.  ( 

Indonesia, once regarded as a 'moderate' Islamic nation. A Christian politician was charged with blasphemy because he ventured to say that it was not a Koranic command that Muslims could only vote for Muslims. That was a very big and very significant win for Islam.  Ahok (aka Basuki Tjahaja Purnama) is now serving a two year prison term for blasphemy.  ( 
Islam wins when European nations pass laws that outlaw criticism of Islam. That is a particularly sinister development. 
Islam wins when formerly modernising countries turn more and more to the severe form of Islam. Look at pictures of countries such as Iran and Afghanistan in the 1960s, and look at them now. Pity the poor women now enveloped in black. In Saudi Arabia, a woman is not permitted outside the house without the escort of a male guardian.
Islam wins when atheist bloggers are executed, and it wins when, in more and more areas, the brutality of Sharia Law is embraced.
Islam wins when Muslim communities succeed in making their area a 'No go'  area for others, including police. There are said to be more and more 'no go'  areas throughout Europe. There should be none.
And it wins when an occasional blogger - like myself - wonders about possible repercussions before pressing 'publish.'   


Learn about Islam. It is important.

Suggested books:

1.  Bill Warner, PHD, translation of the Koran and the Hadith, books about Islam. From Amazon: 'Bill Warner holds a PhD in physics and mathematics. He has been a university professor, businessman, and applied research physicist.
Warner had a life-long interest in religions, including Islam, and their effects on history and civilizations. After the 9/11 New York jihad attacks, he began working on making the Islamic political doctrine, which impacts non-Muslims, available to the average person.

2. Ayaan Hirsi Ali knows Islam as few others know it. She has written several books, every single one of them a learning experience for the reader.

3. 'The Story of Mohammad'   
            Harry Richardson.  

Based on the Hadith, one of the 'Holy' books of Islam, this is the story of Muhammad's life. Richardson puts it in order, and makes it easy to understand while never deviating from what is accepted as truth by Muslims.  
This book is truly an eye-opener.

Thursday, 16 February 2017

Learning about Islam.

Some of us think we can learn about Islam by listening to what is said about it - like that 'Islam is a religion of peace'  or  that the idea of terrorism is not Islam, but a perversion of the teachings.

Some of us look to the sources, the 'Holy' books, the Koran, the Hadith and the Sira.  If that is not alarming enough, we can read books by those who have lived it.  Ayaan Hirsi Ali is an exceptional woman. I cannot recommend her books highly enough.

And there are idealists who travel to Islamic countries, partly for adventure, and partly to learn.  Maya Maquis is one.  I very much recommend her book, because this is from experience.

Here is what she says about it.

I’ve Learnt My Lesson is about events and my experiences of working as a teacher in the United Arab Emirates, and how my perception of life and my politically correct attitude towards Islam changed. It’s a book that deals mostly with small events; the things that make up our daily lives. But, it is in our daily lives that we exist and through which we experience happiness, pain and make decisions. It is a book about how, when every aspect of our daily lives is scrutinized, we start to live under a dark shadow that, at best, prevents us from participating fully in life. It is a book that zooms in on everyday life in the UAE, and implicitly reminds us how precious freedom is and that we must never take it for granted.

To buy this book, check online booksellers such as Amazon.

And it is vitally important to learn about Islam

Some Muslim leaders are saying that they are already 'taking over' in the West.  In some areas, usually referred to as 'No Go' zones, they are.
So yes, LEARN ABOUT ISLAM.  Instead of decrying those who raise concerns as 'racist' or 'bigots' or whatever,  make the effort to learn what you are talking about.

First, of course, the Koran, but note that some experts say that the English translations have been 'softened' for Western readers. for example, two versions of one particular verse. 
Koran,  22:19  'Garments of fire have been prepared for the unbelievers. Scalding water shall be poured upon their heads, melting their skins and that which is in their belly. They shall be lashed with rods of iron.'  Compared to  Qu'ran 22:19.  'Punish the unbelievers with garments of fire, hooked iron rods, boiling water; melt their skin and bellies.' 

The first is the translation that I have.  And that 'softened' version was still quite enough for me to be totally disgusted, especially with the tedious and repeated threats of dreadful punishments in hell for the unbelievers.  

But those different translations - No 'unbeliever' is going to be worried about a threat of punishment in a hell they don't believe in, but we all should be worried if Muslims are being directly told to punish the unbelievers. ISIS, for instance, seem to delight in devising wicked tortures for unbelievers, and those tortures have included being burned or boiled alive, just as the second translation of that particular verse commands.

There is a book I have only recently read, which I very much recommend. It is based on the account of Muhammad's life as told in the Hadith. (one of the three accepted 'holy' books of Islam.)

In the scorching sands of Arabia, Mohammed ibn Abdullah (The Prophet Mohammed) had a problem. After preaching for 13 years he had attracted on average just 12 followers a year to his new religion of Islam. Worse still, half the people in his home town of Mecca wanted to kill him. After fleeing to Medina however, things would change dramatically. 
Over the course of the next 9 years, this orphaned shepherd boy would develop the most devastating system of conquest ever devised; Jihad. He would become King of all Arabia and convert the entire Peninsula to Islam. Even his enemies would be forced to worship at his feet. 

After his death the uneducated desert Arabs would burst out on an unsuspecting world. Using this same system of Jihad, they would conquer both of the world’s greatest empires in just a few short years. Within 3 decades they would control the majority of the Middle East, North Africa and Northern India. Today the empire of Islam comprises 1.3 billion people and it is the fastest growing religion on the planet. Is it a religion of peace or of endless violence? Does it advocate suffocating sexual morality or sex slavery and harems? How can both the moderates and extremists be true Muslims? The surprising answers to these questions and more reveal themselves as this incredible story unfolds. 
The material in this book is drawn directly from the foundational texts of Islam. Instead of merely quoting the texts however, it explains how they came into being and how they relate to each other. It then provides the key which unlocks their true meanings.Armed with this knowledge, readers are then able to make their own interpretations and draw their own conclusions. References are provided throughout and every effort is made to assist the reader to do their own research should they wish. 
Despite the serious nature, the story itself is gripping and fast paced. Mohammed’s exploits constitute one of the greatest adventure stories of all time. Importantly, his life is the basis for the religion of Islam. By knowing his story, we can understand the forces which drive both militant and peaceful Muslims. It explains the mindset of the modern Jihadists and predicts the inevitable rise of ultra militant groups such as ISIS, Boko Haram and Al-Qaeda. 


Anything by Ayaan Hirsi Ali will be valuable.  She grew up in the faith, at one time, became more and more devout, and then started thinking until she finally saw what it was all about. 

Biography as shown on Amazon - 

Ayaan Hirsi Ali was born in Mogadishu, Somalia, was raised Muslim, and spent her childhood and young adulthood in Africa and Saudi Arabia. In 1992, Hirsi Ali came to the Netherlands as a refugee. She earned her college degree in political science and worked for the Dutch Labor party. She denounced Islam after the September 11 terrorist attacks and now serves as a Dutch parliamentarian, fighting for the rights of Muslim women in Europe, the enlightenment of Islam, and security in the West.

Muslims who grow up in the faith seldom know much about it. The favoured method of teaching is to memorise as much as possible without any attempt at understanding. Brain-washing, in other words. To some extent, it is similar to Christians, who might have gone to church every Sunday of their life, but all the same, know little of their faith. They have never done any thinking for themselves. 

 And it is why Muslims can earnestly and honestly declare that theirs is a beautiful faith, and do not quite understand  how those who are more devout can take the faith as justification for horrific crimes.  The Koran says that it is fine to do whatever they like to the unbelievers, and the Hadith tells them stories of Muhammad's deeds - the lies and the murders and the betrayals of innocent people.  Muhammad is the perfect example of a man, so Muslims believe, and so what he does has to be right.  It means Muslims can find easy justification for whatever crimes they commit as long as it against an 'infidel.'  

There is the added problem that the Koran is not in chronological order.  Instead it is arranged according to length of chapter, presumably to make it easier to memorise.  Contradictions become obvious, sometimes explained away as the 'duality'  of Islam, often with the addition that no unbeliever can hope to understand it without years of study.  

But all it needs is to be put in order, and then read with the knowledge that later verses 'abrogate'  or supersede earlier ones.  Many of the verses that are used to pretend that Islam is peaceful are from the early period of Muhammad's life when he lived in Mecca. But then he moved to Medina and discovered that war gained him far more followers than persuasion. 

From then on, he advocates violence. Islam is not a religion of peace. In one sense, it is not a religion at all, as there is no moral teaching at its core. At its core, Islam is an ideology of war.

I set my first book in a Muslim country.  ' Not a Man'  -  'from child of the slums to Oxford Graduate, this is the story of Shuki Bolkiah, modern day eunuch.' 

' Not a Man'  was followed by a sequel and then three more. It is only in the fourth that I directly speak of the religion.

Meriam is Shuki's niece. She is a bright and beautiful girl who loathes wearing the cover-all 'makrebi.'   As is the norm, she knows nothing of sex, and therefore does not realise when she is running into danger. She is raped and becomes pregnant, a disaster in the culture. Her mother does not want her to be killed 'for honour'  and appeals to Shuki, her brother.  Shuki gives Meriam a home in a civilised Western country.

It is not a smooth ride for Meriam. The beating that she suffered from her father has left her with the conviction that she is a terrible, terrible sinner. She tries to be the very best Muslim that she can possibly be. Only when she manages to throw off the conditioning can she make a good life for herself. 

Check online booksellers to buy any of my books.  Paperbacks also available.

Saturday, 4 February 2017

The Death Mother

It is such a sad thing to see when people are old, in pain, and only want an end to it.  My mother told me once how she envied one of the other old ones in the Nursing Home - that she went to bed one night and just didn't wake up. She said that she wasn't the only one who envied her.

One of her poems.  It was written when my father was in a Nursing Home, some years before she was forced to enter one herself.

Nursing Home:

Imprisoned within helpless bodies,  
crying voicelessly to unheeding gods to set them free.
Tired nurses patiently coax unwanted nourishment between reluctant lips.
Loud cheerful voices strive valiantly to penetrate the pall of apathy.
Sad wives and dutiful children come and go,  hopefully bearing gifts
that cannot heal the grieving spirit,  mourning lost independence,
pride and dignity,  believing itself unloved,  unlovable.
Bewildered wanderers pace endlessly,  seeking in vain their own lost selves,
forever haunted by vague memories of a distant yesterday,
of tasks unfinished,  promises unfulfilled.
A desolate figure waits forlornly by locked doors,  
imploring embarrassed passers-by to take him home.
In my dreams their yearning eyes still follow me,  
pleading hands reach out to me,
And a lonesome voice keeps calling,  calling
“Is anybody there?”


My mother only wanted to be free.  She wanted to die.  And one night, I dreamed it, though the dream was not really of my mother, but another old, old lady who needed to die. Someone I didn't know, or my dream did not tell me.  

This is how my story began.  These are the first paragraphs.

It was a dream that began it, not just the dream, but the feeling that went with it - the feeling of an enormous love and compassion. I held the poor, poor, skinny old lady in my arms. I held her with love, and she felt no pain from all of the sore spots and all of the aches that go with an old, old body. She weighed nothing at all, and I held her so gently. She needed to die. She needed to leave the body that was only a burden for her. It had been so long since she'd been young and free. For years she had yearned for an end to the suffering. She wanted to endure no longer.

And I gave her that. That body in my arms, weightless, feeling no pain for the first time in years. And she died. I gave her that. She died, and I carefully put her back in her bed and covered her. She was finally gone, finally free, finally without pain. Love. Compassion. And I freed her.
I didn't lose that dream when I woke, though if there were details, they were lost. What led up to it, what happened afterwards - if those things had been part of that dream, they were not retained. Just the feeling of an overwhelming love and compassion. And then the poor old, old lady was finally free.

The setting for my story is a Nursing Home. It is based on one that I knew, one that my mother lived in for some years. I called the fictional town Conjellaback, and that is based on the town that I knew.  The illustration I used for the cover is from a park in that town.  There was a cold, foggy morning, and it seemed so apt for the sadness that was with me at the time, sadness for my mother's pain, for her sadness. 

There were birds, some of them in flight, or just beginning to take off.

It was like when a spirit might be finally released from a world of pain, or so it seemed to me.

The character in her own words - 'just a very ordinary, middle-aged lady. Grey-haired, a worn face, and my own beginning aches and pains, the sign of what was to come, the trials that old people endure every day.' 

It began as a dream, but it turned out to be so. Shirley finds she can make people die, just by dreaming it, and then merely by thinking it.

         It makes for an interesting thought - what would you do if you found you had this ability?

          Old people who need to die?  Many disagree with euthanasia.
What about wicked people, people whose deaths would benefit the world?
What would you do?

What Shirley does is in my book - 'The Death Mother,' just released. 

Tea Tree Lake, Mortlake

My mother was a very clever lady.  Another of her poems is about the sadness of Dementia patients - the 'lost souls.'  

                             Alison McRae                               

Why do you pace so restlessly?
What drives those weary feet?
Do you seek in vain the home you knew?
Is there someone you’re longing to meet?

Are you far away in your boyhood,
Dawdling up to the school on the hill?
Hearing the bell,  knowing you’re late.
Can it be you are hearing it still?
Do you search for the girl you loved long ago?
Is she standing there by the gate?
You hasten your step as the sun goes down,
Fearing she might not wait.
Do you call to the wife and children
Who shared your yesterday?
You must be with them before night falls,
But somehow you can’t find the way.
Oh,  troubled mind and grieving heart,
Uncomforted,  lonely,  distressed.
May you find again the self that is lost,
When you go at last to your rest.


This book is available as an ebook from Smashwords, and as an ebook and paperback from Amazon and other online booksellers. 

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