My Mother

On the 31st of October 2006. I watched My beautiful Mother die in front of My eyes.

It was around 3:30 in the afternoon. Being Male I have the gift of forgetting dates, and the day Dad died has been forgotten, though I know it was around ANZAC Day.

Halloween is nothing I support being Australian, but now it sticks out like a sore thumb each year, as much as I'd like to forget, I can't.

The year before She died, She helped me through my cancer treatments, She kept vigil beside me... I blame myself for her demise as the kind of stress a Mother would feel, watching her child go through that, must have been extremely hard on her.

But I fought against the cancer so that She would not see me die, as so many of her family had been taken away from her, I would not die, I remained alive for her sake.

I would not have done this without her.

I love you Mum, and always will.

Your Son.

Fantasy Leader

Hi All.

You might wonder why I'm pushing Obama even though I'm Australian. Well America really hasn't had a good and proper President for some time now... that and, unfortunately, What happens to the US happens to everyone else.

Things I'd like to see:

Education: Start teaching real science in schools, not that creationism nonsense. that's available in a church which you can go to on a sunday if you wish. An Athiest leader is too much to hope for at this point, but "lord willing" it will happen in time.

Stem Cells: This breakthrough technology could really help very sick people get better, sure some of it uses embryos, but they're finding that other cells can be made to do amazing things too... a world without MS, Diabetes, Parkinsons and Alzheimer's would be great.

Environment: Someone who recognises there is global warming and has a plan to deal with it, and respects endangered species... these gun toting freaks shouldn't be allowed to be leaders. And a genuine search for alternative energy would be great.

Population: Someone who says "There's to many people and if we want to save the world, what's going to save us is not low wattage bulbs, but having less kids" that's a tough one, but it's going to need to be said at some point... I wonder which politician will have the balls to do so?

Marriage: A person ought to have the legal right to marry who they like, whether they're from different countries, religions, have a different skin colour or are the same sex. It's *their* life, and they should have the right to be happy. Years ago people worried and cried over people from other religions wanting to marry, in the same way as some people are carrying on about gay marriages today. Love is a wonderful thing, it might not be the kind of thing you'd go for, but that doesn't mean others can't be allowed to be happy. get over the gay thing and let people be themselves.

Guns: I hate them... fine for farmers who might need them, and cops and people in the forces... but not for the rest of us, I have no gun and I'm glad of it.

Birth: Sometimes tradition is just a habit done over generations and has little reason behind it... That's why I questionthis thing about Presidents having to be born in the US, why? what does it matter? To me, The person I'd choose to run my country has to have all the right policies on the table before I elect them and whether they're Australian, American, Dutch, Scotch, African, Black, White, Red, Pink with Purple spots, Male, Female, Hermaphrodite, Human Hybrid or Alien wouldn't matter to me in the slightest. Imagine you have the person who could be the best leader for your country that you've ever seen, a real stunner... but oh no, they weren't born here so they're out... So let's vote for the Republican again, cause like, at least, they're "Normal folk".

I hope Obama [or even Nader] wins this time, so the US can have a leader who isn't a laughing stock... You know if the Republicans win, it'll ruin everything, as nobody outside America will take them seriously.

People who think Obama will cook Americas goose aren't thinking about the rest of the planet, you might lap up everything the republicans say, when they tell you a basketball is actually a cube, and you nod and tell those "dumb democrats" that "basketballs are cubes, because Aunty Sixtoes told me that's how it is" well good for you... but the rest of the world "ain't gonna buy it". We may have got tricked into a false war last time, but it's not going to happen any more. You vote Republican and watch as the world turns it's back on you, it's not going to be pretty.

A recent poll in Australia showed 70% of Aussies would vote for Obama, and heck, I know I would, without hesitation... even after a friend sent me all the most vile, republican junk about "the other side" over the last six months or so.

Thanks to all that, it's given me a much healthier disrespect for any Republican swamp mutant.

I would feel embarrassed for any world leader who had to talk turkey with Palin, I know how I'd feel "Oh here comes the Americans, quick, hide under the table" That's not right, you need a leader who knows what he or she is talking about and Palin just doesn't.

What I find astonishing is How Americans elected a complete twit, not once, but twice.. but what really rubs salt into the wound is that the guy who lost, went away and won a freaking Nobel Prize. They elected a complete dumbfuck twice, and could have had someone worthy of a Nobel Prize, I'm stunned by that.

I'd like to see America regain it's pride after so long in the wilderness, and if it does, I reckon a lot of world leaders are going to breathe a huge sigh of relief.

Check this out, Thanks Nankeen.
Wolfie!

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Breeding

I am one of those people who have long since decided not to have kids, I don't see why I need them, afterall, the human race is a plague of it's own. Had I been an endangered species, I would have had a solid reason for going ahead with the whole dating and mating routine, but in this world, it's been ruined due to over-breeding there's billions and billions of people, why make any more? there's no point to it.

Sometimes I ponder the situation and sometimes I get upset about it, but I realise that 90% of my worries are based on cultural expectations, peer pressure, that you must find someone to marry and add to the pudding club and the clock is ticking and all of that.

The rest is instinct.

My instinct is just a wild animal, and it's feelings are quite valid, and most of the time it's listened too, especially when hungry, sleepy or needs to water a tree.

Sometimes it whines for a mate, and fatherhood, and I say "No", so it blubbers away in the corner. poor dear, it's not it's fault, I love that part of myself so I can't be cruel to it.

What evens things out though is a Saturday morning trip to the supermarket, where parents bring along their kids, who throw tanties [tantrums].

The song of the supermarket has a melody of middle of the road rock, and a chorus which screams "BUT I WANT IT!!!".

Included within this song is a true diva, a little girl who performs epic tanties, The kind of tanties so grand that if there were tanties at the Olympics, She would get gold everytime. Her tanties are so prodigious that even Veruca Salt would feel like a rank amateur.

That's when I tell My sad, little puppy of an instinct "See That?... Hear That?... That's why".

Then my instinct remembers how quiet it likes things to be, it's sleepy time and it's food, and realises that it doesn't want kids as much as it thought.

Years back I told my Mother that I didn't like babies, in fact I really really don't like them at all. She was horrified, I think she thought everyone liked babies.

My Dad said "Ahh it's a different matter when it's your own" and I replied by saying that there was no chance of that happening.

If I could have some soft, fuzzy being which didn't have a voice as loud as a chainsaw and "that smell" then I think I could have raised it.

My Dad bought home a penguin once, yes a real one, it appeared to be lost, so he bought it home... Yes it was probably the wrong thing to do, but anyway.... it stank of fish, one of my least favourite smells, and yet I would have still taken care of it, even to the point of getting myself smelling fishy, but babies "gross me out".

I think Dad remained optimistic that one day I'd find someone, settle down and have kids, but My Mother let me be as I am... We'd often talk about marriage breakdowns and everything going wrong, it's a risk, a massive risk for anyone to take. She was always concerned about the kids in those relationships and also, surprisingly, How the Man often comes out worse for it.

She would say "Don't have kids, You've got your whole life to enjoy, go out and do everything you wanted".

You see, Mum dearly wanted to be a nurse, but when My Sister and I came along, that threw a spanner in the works for her.

She didn't regret having me, we were extremely close, but I was sad that She had missed out on a lot because of me.

There's enough people on the planet, heed my Mum's words, go out there and enjoy yourself, why take risks due to peer pressure?

Wolfie!

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