A raucous cacophony of intimate musings by a thinker, a lover, and a dreamer of dreams.
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Advance Australia Fair Hair
Ironically, the same Aussie kids who threw rocks at my then 8-year-old mother on the streets of Brisbane and Melbourne while their parents stood by doing nothing to stop them, spitting at her as she passed cause she was a filthy "wog" (apparently wog used to mean anyone from Europe in the 50's) now stop me on the street to coo and gush about how nice it is to see a "real" Australian-looking girl, "for a change", they add with a sneer. What does that even mean? Sometimes people disappoint me.
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