Thursday, 21 February 2019

olerance & Compassion. Imagine living in a country where the government has spent $20 billion dollars on an advanced internet system that delivers slower speeds and more expense whilst the money is given to important friends of the government in the USA. That's what I love about Australia. They just...take it and without any complaint at all. We are Saints of the West. We just want to belong.


I recall many times when I rode around from Cairns to Rockhampton, on the ex-Queensland Police white BMW K1100LT with its blue spotlights, and with me wearing a white helmet, that it was the safest place on the road to be. Drivers would just see you instantly, from miles away, and just give way, get out of your way. I repainted the bike black before I sold it and within a few days normal everyday drivers couldn't see me anymore and didn't give a fuck if I was dead or alive...and staying alive got really tricky for me...true. same roads, same people...on a motorbike, if you dont look like a cop, people can see you, obviously, but they really dont give a fuck about you. So, on choosing the black BMW K1300S, yes, I'd get a white helmet. Australians, whether in politics or on the road, only see what they fear. Its a national and racial trait.


Here's something nice and true: driving home from work in Melbourne city the other night, at a cross road with 5 roads and 2 tram lines, this guy, bedraggled, maybe 40 years old and worse for wear, was trying to get across the intersection. He didn't need any help crossing the road, but he was just so very very slow with elements of Korsakoff syndrome in his gait and a face that looked just like florid Meth...so, everyone, and I mean everyone, just stopped. No one went to help him because he didn't need any help, he was just really really slow in getting from one side of the road to the other...5 minutes. Everyone stopped. The traffic lights changed and then changed back again, and then again, and again, and again. No one honked horns. No one complained. He eventually got to the other side. There are some very nice things about Melbourne folk. Respect for the human journey.