I have had a frantic day today spent madly packing. Tomorrow we are leaving for a family holiday – a road trip to Adelaide, followed by a flight to Alice Springs. We will be camping along the way in a teeny tiny hiking tent. Murray-Sunset National Park is sure to be a highlight, and I hope to get some great desert photos there. Getting ready to go away is always painful.
I have been a bit quiet here, partially because I have started another blog (related to my job, which, I am excited to say, had 145 hits on one day after being up less than a month). I guess I have also posted less because I er, haven’t had much to say. As is abundantly clear from this post thus far. I hate writing without a bit of fire in my belly about something.
However, there is one thing bugging me at the moment. I have put off writing waiting to see how it pans out. For those of you who read my blog and live outside Australia, I apologise for the ‘localized’ flavour of my next few thoughts.
I feel stirred up about the recent legislation passed concerning the Northern Territory. I spoke to an Aboriginal friend of mine tonight, and her grief runs deeply. After all these years, countless stories of sorrow and horror, ‘white’ Australia is again enacting to ‘protect’ the aboriginals by taking control of their land, their children, and their right to administer their own communities. And it is all packaged neatly in an emotional box labeled ‘abuse’. I do not doubt there is abuse of children in Aboriginal communities. Just as children are abused in Melbourne. In Canberra. Where-ever there are people, there are children being abused. And I do not question the need for our country to protect its most vulnerable citizens. But I can’t imagine children in suburbs like Kew or Croydon being forcibly checked for abuse under threat of taking control of resources of the family. It wouldn’t .happen. But it is happening to those counted among “the least of these” in our country. Those with the smallest voice, the least economic and social power. For how long will we repeat the mistakes of our past? When will the plundering cease?