Is it just me loosing my few marbles or has the world truly arrived at a state of comic book insanity? The TV news carries endless amounts of 'heart rending' pap, hours of commercials and every politician who can grab a minute of air time clawing each other to variously threaten, cajole and bully a sovereign nation into 'sparing' the lives of two convicted drug smugglers. Two of group who willingly, knowingly and intending to profit from the proceeds of trafficking Heroin; a group which was caught, tried, found guilty and sentenced. There is enough information available on the damage to society and individuals the use of narcotics inflicts to render any comments I could make superfluous; yet the Australian government is prepared to go to extreme lengths to persuade Indonesia not to righteously exterminate these criminals, under their sovereign laws, for attempting to bring more misery into the world.
Yet this same bleeding heart, dewy eyed defence of a right to life for 'Australian' drug smugglers turns it's back on an innocent flight nurse, grievously damaged in an air accident. It seems that Karen Casey and her fellow travellers must just like it or lump it; not too much tea and telly sympathy for them. Perhaps as an international flight nurse had Karen smuggled the odd package or two she may get the same amount of political attention and sympathy as the two convicted of intentionally, for profit, knowingly setting out to harm countless people.
The Pel-Air Curse is the legacy of Bernie Curral, patient passenger in a air accident, who along with Karen and the others on board have been treated with contempt by the same government. An indifference and contempt which has led everyone involved in the Pel-Air ditching to the darkest, loneliest places a human being can descend to; a place from which many do not return, Bernie Curral was one these. Unable to return to light, whether by accident or intent she is now lost to her loved ones.
No one seems to care until it is them, a loved one, or a callous drug smuggler being torn apart by a mindless, blind, uncaring system. These same are those who could not care less, until Karma rolls the dice, then their screams of outrage will be drowned out by the clamouring of the yet untouched.
The minority who care and understand are those who have been touched by death, injury and the system. I believe we must try to right this outrage. It is up to those left behind to ensure that having survived an accident the aftermath does not turn into a nightmare leaving the survivors wondering if they were. perhaps, better off dead. Certainly not because of a preventable accident which could, conceivably happen again. For none of the critical issues have been addressed:
To say I don't get it would be an understatement.
Selah.
Yet this same bleeding heart, dewy eyed defence of a right to life for 'Australian' drug smugglers turns it's back on an innocent flight nurse, grievously damaged in an air accident. It seems that Karen Casey and her fellow travellers must just like it or lump it; not too much tea and telly sympathy for them. Perhaps as an international flight nurse had Karen smuggled the odd package or two she may get the same amount of political attention and sympathy as the two convicted of intentionally, for profit, knowingly setting out to harm countless people.
The Pel-Air Curse is the legacy of Bernie Curral, patient passenger in a air accident, who along with Karen and the others on board have been treated with contempt by the same government. An indifference and contempt which has led everyone involved in the Pel-Air ditching to the darkest, loneliest places a human being can descend to; a place from which many do not return, Bernie Curral was one these. Unable to return to light, whether by accident or intent she is now lost to her loved ones.
No one seems to care until it is them, a loved one, or a callous drug smuggler being torn apart by a mindless, blind, uncaring system. These same are those who could not care less, until Karma rolls the dice, then their screams of outrage will be drowned out by the clamouring of the yet untouched.
The minority who care and understand are those who have been touched by death, injury and the system. I believe we must try to right this outrage. It is up to those left behind to ensure that having survived an accident the aftermath does not turn into a nightmare leaving the survivors wondering if they were. perhaps, better off dead. Certainly not because of a preventable accident which could, conceivably happen again. For none of the critical issues have been addressed:
To say I don't get it would be an understatement.
Selah.