Holiday not for us
The grand final public holiday is okay for the people of Melbourne, but to see in Seymour there were so many food places that opened to please the community despite having to pay extra wages gets a thumbs up from me.
I hope many would have profited from the holiday.
It is obvious the Victorian Government could not care less about small businesses in country areas.
Give the show day holiday back to the regional areas where they can spend the whole day at the show.
The grand final parade only lasts a short period and for those who want to attend the short training session, let it be by taking a flexi or rostered day off, as it was only a certain amount that were allowed into the ground.
So who prospered from the rest of the public holiday? The City of Melbourne. — Graham Palmer, Seymour They were out there The profuse, descriptive detail so well presented in Col Bailey’s excellent book Lure of the Thylacine has enabled me to conclude that the strange, timid animal I saw near Tallarook one fine afternoon, about 1969, was a female thylacine.
The short-haired, dog-like animal, about 40 cm shoulder height, was of slender build, with a tannish-brown head and neck, and with dark stripes along its side.
It was the animal’s movement from my right which first caught my eye, and it crossed only 40 m in front of me in a desperate dash towards the plain wire fence and the safety of the adjoining scrubby paddock.
Unlike some foxes, it didn’t stop to look back.
The peculiarity and wildness of the animal’s face and the fear in its eye captivated me, but I remember nothing about its tail.
The thylacine was ‘‘extinct’’, so I didn’t expect to see one in broad daylight during my ramblings around Tallarook and I was stunned.
In the bed of the ironstone and sandy gully, south of the fence line, I found only about six distinct, fresh marks, hardly describable as pad-prints and definitely not those of a dog.
After a short attempt at tracking, I walked straight home, having lost any desire to roam further afield that day.
My sighting of a female thylacine surely implies that another of the species, probably a larger male, was inhabiting the area at that time.
Unfortunately, much of that broad area has since been subdivided, with a house on almost every small block.
The thylacine was not extinct 50 years ago, and again I wish to express my gratitude to Col Bailey for his superb book.
Lure of he Thylacine should be an Australian colleges’ standard Year 8 textbook.
— John J. Maher, Seymour Nothing is absolute Is history a factual narrative or simply a narrative exposing a historian’s perception system?
An earth-shaking discovery in modern quantum physics called the observer effect is confirmation that quantum particles behave differently when different people with different expectations and personalities observe them.
How we observe affects what we observe. This discovery has buried the belief that reality or science or history is objective.
Even in medicine, objectivity is very relative.
The placebo effect is a resource as valid and powerful as is the right medication. How placebos heal is irrelevant, it is the result that matters.
Many concepts found in linear Newtonian physics have been forced to change.
Now we know time is not linear nor additive, but repetitive, cyclic, relative and not absolute. Time is curved and can suffer variances depending on many influential factors, gravity being one of them.
Our personal perception, our activities, our mental focus, our age and our mood modify our time and our history. The time of a child is not the same as the time of the elderly.
Everything that exists has alternative existences.
In dialectics every simple concept implicitly carries its opposite — any concept could be the thesis and its opposite, the antithesis.
It is from this interaction a new, bigger, higher, deeper, better reality, the synthesis, is born.
This is how Mother Nature unfolds reality.
From one visible universe its mirror invisible anti-universe exists — from anything located on the left, something very similar is located to the right.
Our brain has two halves, similarly the heart.
All over the world opposite weather patterns are occurring at the same time, we have our conscious as well as our unconscious minds, there are males and females. Everything that exists is the expression of the interaction of opposites.
Which one of the following — history, mythology, religion, science or philosophy — can offer us exactitude? Which one can offer predictability? Not one of them.
Objective history does not exist.
Recently on Q&A, a part Aboriginal male stated that any alternative history doesn’t exist, that there is only one history relating to his people.
Sorry, I disagree. Alternative history does exist without any doubt and not just one alternative history, but many.
To me, only two of the alternative histories capture my attention — the history of the winner and the history of the loser.
Over time these histories become a sort of mythology filled with archetypal situations and characters that stimulate the next generations to become winners, more resilient, to develop initiative and a positive mentality.
The history of the loser is also interesting as long as it doesn’t promote victim mentality.
Why? Because this mentality results in communities immersed in victimhood, in selfpity with an entitlement mentality to an array of privileges without any personal effort and removes any personal responsibility related to their status.
If somebody, regardless of who they are, states that only one history exists, they are not telling the truth.
Our history exists within each of us and history has an ego and personality.
The steady and continued increase in the prevalence of mental illnesses in our country will never be solved by spending millions on the ill-named ‘‘battle against mental illness.’’
It will be solved when we stop promoting the victim mentality, when we pay attention to the individuals needs without pity and privileges.
People don’t need handouts, they only need a hand up.
The history of the winner is as or more valid than any history, and definitely more convenient for our mental health.
Don’t live your life nailed in the past. Look full of hope to the future.
Stop focusing on where you’ve been. Focus on where you are going.
Who knows what you have been missing out on.