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What Direction?

 What Direction?

 

You are writing without direction today. You are tired. You are worried. You are casually employed and therefore during lockdown, you are suddenly unemployed. Despite the competence of your work, despite your integrity of character, despite the effort you put in each and every day. Things are so desperate you do something you thought you would never do: you’ve sought to apply for Job Seeker allowance, as Job Keeper is no longer available. You are fortunate you guess in that you have access to the internet. Many do not. You go to MyGov to connect with Centrelink. But, perhaps due to high traffic, the website does not work. You do not know the reason. There is a silence surrounding it. Tomorrow you will try again. And the following day. And the following day. Time for which you and your family will not receive any income.

 

A man in a suit, with a smirk on his face comes on the news. He’s rhetorically cute and speaking without direction. Evidently this is his direction. To sew frustration and a sense of futility until people no longer expect anything from anyone and sink into a depression. He’s in charge of it all. He and the man who owns nearly all of the country’s media. They’ve got a good thing going apparently. They are getting richer and more powerful. As thousands fall into oblivion. You are uncertain of what to do. You are following the direction of the man whose direction is an absence of direction. You are locked away at home. Where is community? You feel so alone.

 

You feel so alone, but there are many in your shoes. Link with them. People have the ability to lead their politicians. After all, these politicians are populists and are only interested in getting elected. You have it the wrong way around: leadership comes from the people, not from above.

 

©MFM 2021. 21/7.


#AustralianUnions #GetUp!



 

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