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What does Ai Wei Wei Say?

 What does Ai Wei Wei Say?

 

What does Ai Wei Wei Say?

“Never Sorry”

Well, he’s got bigger balls than me

 

He’s the reason I started this blog malarkey

Which is what good people with wooden ears sometimes call me

 

It’s ok

Just call me Mal

It’s an ethnic name

One of my few distinguishing features

A white guy

I was allowed to pass

Largely invisible for the first 35 years of my life

Til I found my voice

 

As the Millwall support told me

You’ll be right, Mal

If you just don’t open your mouth

 

Hard for a poet

 

Blah blur blah malaka fuck!$%$($%IU%*OGUL

 

What I really wanna talk about

Is the hatchet job being done on the referendum push

 

Dutton clearly has no morals

Opposing this

 

But Albanese

Hasn’t been upfront about what a constitution is

& why a permanently enshrined Indigenous voice on Indigenous issues is crucial

 

Else one party introduces a body

Only for the other to axe it a few years later

& no assistance is ever provided to the rightful owners of the land

 

All to please the mining companies who want carte blanche to rape the whole middle and top end and west of the continent

Where the blacks mainly live and suffer 3rd world conditions in a first world country

Plus institionalised racism

& thuggery from those protecting the law

 

PS

I got no beef with police

I’m a public servant too

And if they’re protecting Democracy

As they’re sworn to do

It’s good times

 

But yunno

People are not always so ethical

 

In any walk of life

 

So you don’t get off the hook either

Buddy!

 

Chardonnay socialists

Don’t make me spit on the grass

 

What dismays me

Is that so called ‘radical’ academics in this country

Have never heard of the IPA

(Institute of Public AFFAIRS)

And who funds them

 

& which media stars are paid for by them

 

What the heck!

What kind of coercive situation

Is we in?

 

Prison culture after 250 years still

Finger to the lips

Like the Soviets

 

What were we opposing

Then?

 

The right nor the left here

Are candid

 

How can we claim to love Democracy

Under such conditions?

--

 

DH Lawrence wrote Kangaroo.

If you are too woke to read it

Aka pig lazy

Watch the film

& don’t text all through it.

 

It’s about your country.

 

Grow up

& pay attention.

 

Else I’ll be playing lawnbowls

& watching the grass grow…

 

©Malachi Doyle 2023.

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