You are the enemy of Islamic State, therefore, I will take the honor in beheading you...”. Jacqui Lambie, is no stranger to Islamic death threats as shown in this 2015 article. No doubt her latest debate on Q&A will have them sharpening their knives...
In times of upheaval and crisis they say to look to the helpers, look to the people doing good, if these images don't make you feel brave, nothing will. Together, we're so powerful. #womensmarch #firedup
The Australian Energy Market Operator is forecasting a potential shortfall of generation capacity in NSW late tomorrow afternoon. If directed, electricity providers will be required to interrupt supply to some of their customers. This is likely to happen on very short notice. If it does, they will try to minimise disruption for their customers and provide as much information as they can.
Ausgrid have reviewed all jobs that require power to be interrupted to customers over the next three days. This is part of their normal process for extreme weather days and forecats of 40 degrees plus. They have cancelled planned outages at Ashfield, Haberfield, Kitchener, Lemon Tree Passage and Merriwa.
Emergency crews are ready to respond if there any unplanned power interruptions over the weekend. - Ausgrid.
Right now, the Japanese whaling fleet is hunting whales in the Southern Ocean! Whaling is cruel and there is no humane way to kill a whale at sea with an exploding harpoon.There is no place for whaling in our oceans.
Send a loud and clear message that Australians will not tolerate the hunting of whales.The whales need you: http://ow.ly/N4Mi308PdjQ
We all have a school teacher we'll never forget - one whose dedication to their students and the wider school community goes well beyond anything ever written in the job description.
For me, that was Miss West, my teacher in 4th & 5th class at Campbelltown Primary School. She was all about the three R's...and so much more beyond, from getting us to learn all the classic Australian poems (I can still recite them all now), good handwriting, choir, impeccable manners. Miss West never married because as she told me years later, "How would I find the time? My students keep me so busy." Late last year I went to visit her at home, at 81, still living a few blocks from the school she taught at for more than four decades (even teaching three generations in some families), and still in possession of some of my old exercise books, which, she reminded me she had kept.
But that day she gave those exercise books back to me, and for some reason we both got quite emotional.
Well I'm so glad I made that trip, because Miss West died on Friday after a short but courageous battle with cancer.
I will treasure these pics you see above. That's me as one of her happy, smiling charges in 4th class (bottom left), the proud woman I remember (top left), and our recent reunion on the right.
Vale Miss West. And thank you. You shaped countless lives - well beyond our school years - and you will be missed.
80 year old male stopped at stationary RBT site, Pacific Hwy, North Macksville, found to be unlicensed, never held a licence, stated that he had been driving unlicensed for 50 years. Issued a Court Attendance notice for unlicensed driving
Holding everything together with Active Truth leggings👊🏻I'm not going to try to pretend to be one of those girls that 'snaps back'. Not that there's anything wrong with that. Some women's bodies do in fact magically fling back post-birth and lucky them! Others work really hard to get their body back and yet never really get there. I - and I can only speak for myself - believe in FIXING my body first and foremost before worrying about my weight. My little tummy is sticking around, and guess what? I'm only four weeks postpartum, therefore so it bloody should be! I had a severe case of abdominal separation, a vagina on the verge of prolapsing, and torn upper abdominal muscles. Let's just say my body is a little broken at the moment. So my focus is on healing & repairing before diving straight into exercise because that ain't going to do nobody any good. Weight-schmeight. Take care of yourself ladies! I'm taking all the pelvic & tummy support I can 👊🏻👊🏻👊🏻
I was walking along Flinders Street when I saw this young guy offering a homeless man some stuff out of a bag. Of course I had to ask him what was going on!
"What are you doing?"
"I have been in Melbourne for 6 months and I fly back to France at 11 tonight. I had all this stuff that I can't take with me so instead of just throwing it away I thought I'd offer it to people who need it. Melbourne has given me so much in my visit and this is what I can do to give back before I leave."
"That's amazing mate, will you ever come back to Melbourne?"
"As soon as I possibly can. I love this city!"
These little acts of kindness and thoughtfulness make the world such a better place. Thanks for making Melbourne a better place before you left Flo.
#melbourneiloveyou This story is a flashback from 2016 😊
If you're in any doubt at how differently white terrorists are treated by the media narrative, consider that I've just seen Alexandre Bissonnette (the white nationalist French-Canadian who opened fire in a Canadian mosque, killing six and injuring 17 with five of those in critical condition) described in a news report as having "engaged in extreme online activism".
Activism. Not terrorism. Not extremism. Not fundamentalism. Activism.
White skin sure does buy young, violent, gun-toting extremists a lot of leeway.
Nothing can really prepare you for when the absolute worst happens. Some people just seem to be built to be heroes... and some are taxi drivers who are heroes in disguise. This is by Henry who's words are so touching that if you don't feel like crying... just stop reading now.
"This moment already feels surreal; without the sounds of violence, rush of adrenaline and smell of fear the photo doesn't look real. The images playing in my head are more vivid and more colourful. This image looks so orderly; no rushing, no shaking hand and quivering voice, no screams, crashes or bangs. I write this not for sympathy (I'm fine); I just wanted to share a story that otherwise might be lost. Administering first aid with me, under that skinny little tree, is a man named Lou: he is everything great and courageous you have seen, heard or read, rolled into one authentically humble bloke. Having seen the car fly past, my legs carried me across the street almost on auto-pilot, swearing under my breath repeatedly as it sunk in what had just happened. Some basic Surf Life Saving training got me through the first stages of helping this poor woman: role her on her side, support her neck, we talked kindly and as calmly as we could to her. Then the gunshots. Holding her head, my hand was, for want of a better word, shaking. It was more like bouncing, moving several inches up and down as the fear and thoughts of what had happened, what could happen, raced through my head. Lou grabbed my hand and firmly told me to keep it together, that I was ok and that we needed to keep strong for this woman. In a level and loud voice, Lou barked orders at other pedestrians standing by, having not fled, but still too stunned to think or move. He directed assistance to several of the victims laying on the pavement around us, all whilst keeping me calm and speaking lovingly to this woman: "I am Lou, you are going to be ok, we are looking after you". It kept going through my head, "thank f**k I lucked out and have an emergency services veteran here with me". Surely Lou was Ambulance, Police or SAS. Lou was not. Lou, in his white shirt and neat dark tie, was a taxi driver. In our small story, of this much bigger tragedy, Lou took command and was a genuine hero. We have all seen images and opinions flood the media over the past 24 hours. If you feel like shaking your head and feeling sad for the state of humanity, I implore you: Don't. Their was no evil on Bourke street yesterday; one sick young man did a terrible thing, and hundreds responded with the love and sense of community that makes Melbourne such a beautiful city, and Victoria such a great State. There was only kindness in the voices of the police who came to relieve us. I felt only love when an older man hugged me, having just told a father he had lost a daughter. Many images and sounds will stay with me much longer than I might like, but I am glad to have seen, and hope I never forget, just how brave and loving strangers can be. Daniel Andrews our capital city owes a great debt of gratitude to Lou for what he did yesterday.
I love this city."
Friday's events showed us the real spirit of Melbourne. Honoured to live in the same city as these two legends and so many more whose deeds will go unwritten. So much love to all of you.