AUSTRALIA BREAKS APART: THE FIRST TAKES

  The mess of politics was profound, and profoundly grubby. They could hardly have looked worse. The massive undertow. It was too late to save many people.  You who do not believe. There was on this day, in these very days, a profound disturbance, a flight of angels, a clambering down from the ship; the scale of this catastrophe still mind boggling to contemplate, beyond human ken. We each must play our role.  His choppy thoughts would settle at the sadness of their fates, laid down at feet for you to contemplate; the rhythm of it all, the scale of it.  If you were interested in Australian politics, which most people weren't, there would come this time, they had known this time would come, the seers, the prophets; but in any case the minutiae of the politics was enough to make one belly laugh, if it hadn't been so messy, the consequences so far reaching.  Scomo, or Scumo as he was now frequently referred to, the nation's Prime Minister Scott Morrison, was l...

  Fortune favours the brave. He could see them clambering down to the planet surface from above. They didn't look human to him. Above the surface, above that suburb, those suburbs, the air was already transformed. We whisper quietly, or not at all. The gods were angry that they were called at all.  The lone sentinel no longer appeared on the valley opposite.  This was not the same urgent messaging, for the time was lost when that tragedy of staggering proportions could have been stopped. All the warnings had been ignored. Derided. Dismissed. They were so damn smart.  So damn smart they ignored the gods, when Blind Freddy could have heard them singing out a caution.  So it was then, that we reached this grievous time.  The scale of it, that was what staggered him. The psychopathic lack of empathy by the perpetrators. The dismal state of the nation.  The Prime Minister Scott Morrison was now twirling in the wind, forced to publicly deny he was a hyp...

  The crimes committed here today.  If you didn't feel sad about this era of Australian history, you weren't sentient.  The footage from the nation's capital showed two policeman clicking their pepper spray cans together in a celebratory gesture.  Nothing could be more emblematic of this disgusting period; of the tragic authoritarian derangement that has consumed Australia, making it unrecognisable from the country it was two years ago.  The human part of him, the part that ached with the aging parts of age, the part that felt overwhelmed and saddened by all that was happening to his country, who felt saddened by the clear totalitarian creep, who simply could not believe what was happening all around, yes, the blind leading the blinded,  but something else, deeper, darker, an undertow of evil that was making the country unrecognisable; where outrage after outrage just became accepted as the norm, welcome back, where the spirits of that time washed and ...