Once a year, in China, the mothers gather together and study the world gold price. When the gold price goes low, they arrange parties in Singapore and Hong Kong to catch up and talk about their husbands and the world. They arrive in hordes of thousands, they stay in nice hotels, buy everything made of gold at a low price, and take it home. This causes the world gold price to go up. Then, they sell. Women....

China, like India, like Korea, like japan, like Pakistan, produces very intensely bright human beings. If all universities on earth based their acceptance of students on the basis of their applicants on merit, on intellectual test results and real promise, then one third of every university on earth would be made up of North Asian women.

China: As it is, run by the Party, with only 80 million members of the Party...lifting 20 million people out of poverty every year for the last 20 years. That's 400 million people moving out of early death, ignorance, and poverty into the Middle Class, buying things, spending money on education for their kids in Europe and America...to know the world... That's the biggest dent in world poverty the world has ever known. That is better than the best achievements of any charity or medicines sans frontiers or any government actions etc on earth in the history of human kind. Mr Xi's Plan: Accelerate the process. That's the One Belt One Road Program. That's not a bad thing. We will just have to get used to being okay without wars.

3 Nazis i have met in my life. One: I parked my BMW K1100LT in the carpark outside the shopping centre and an old guy came up and started talking about the bike. He said they had changed a lot since the War. He said he was riding the Wermacht twin machine through L'Arc de Triomphe in Paris, he was one of the first wave of German Infantry to take Paris. It was a beautiful day. His machine gunner was in the sidecar, singing. He had stuffed fresh red roses in the barrel. The girls of Paris were so beautiful. He felt so...triumphant. He had a new full length black leather coat made to order. The world, for him, was a wonderful place that day. He said 'well, eventually, we lost, but I have never forgotten the joy of that day when I was 25. It was my birthday. The future was this wonderful possibility...My parents, my friends, my self, we were all so proud of me...times go by...anyway...you have a nice bike.' 2: Jacques, the 80 year old painter/artist. As a young man he was very interested in, and joined Hitler Youth and was very proud and happy. For the first time in his life, he felt respected. He was 16. When it came to being conscripted into the German Army, he got scared and ran away, not because he disagreed with Hitler, but because he was scared of the exercises and of eventually getting hurt. He had a low pain tolerance. So, at 20, he stole his parents money, and he ran from Germany, across Europe, across Africa, and Asia and ended up in Australia...learning and extending his painting skills in every place. He remains a very celebrated artist with his paintings doing well around the world, in galleries, etc. I asked him how he looked so young and fit, for a man of his age, and he replied 'well, I think it is because whenever I have been faced with a challenge, or any kind of personal responsibility, I have run away." 3: Mrs Myrtle: 100, having outlived all her enemies, living in a remote Australian hospital. She lived on a large pastoral property and by the age of 20 had shot to death 7 aborigines, including 3 kids, who had taken to living on her river's edge. Then she married well and lived a grand life, a true matriarch, surrounded by many tens of kids, twenties of grandkids, 30s of great grand kids... 'Mind you," she said "you wouldn't do that these days." I asked 'You wouldn't shoot people?" No, you wouldn't have so many kids, not these days.. Real people, real lives. Life is quite an interesting thing. I think everything is going to work out fine.

Letter to Hon Peter Dutton Minister of Home Affairs Dear Mr Dutton As an Australian, I am saddened by the lack of commitment you have given to your role. Australia has a lot of problems yet all I have seen of your actions is various games to promote yourself and hurt anyone who requires your help. in this way you are, by your presence in parliament, adding to the problems Australians have. I believe you should resign from the Ministry, and from politics altogether, and do something else, for your own good, and for the good of the country. Yours sincerely John Fitzpatrick ..... just send a posted letter to the minister or the opposition leader of your choice...once a week. Every week. It works.

Oh, I finally remembered his name...Minister for Home Affairs and French Au Pairs...Peter Dutton! That's his name. His name eluded me for awhile there today...then I felt the vomit rising in the back of my throat, gulped, and his name, Peter Dutton, came out of my mouth. That's the bastard. Scomo's scrotum. A real Australian Statesman.

I recall when my Dad couldn't get a job in Sydney for many years and we lived in a tent that local protestants set fire to from time to time, with Mum my brothers and myself inside..because dad was Irish Catholic Refo Bog Rubbish. Still, Dad never took to drink or violence, never swore or hurt anyone, he just tried harder....I feel some compassion for those Iraqi refo men on Manus Island...but Australia doesn't change very much at all, at all. We are best at Fear and Exclusion and Cruelty rather than other human qualities. Dad was just damn lucky he was just a tyke, a celt, a fenian, not a kyke, nor a nigger, nor a spag, a wog, nor a chink, nor a nip, nor an eastern european rag picker, and very fortunate indeed that he wasn't brown, yellow, an abo, or a woman... Don't go singing "We are One but We are Many" Not yet by half.