I think I'm going to make this my avatar. Or my something else thingy.

Pop Will Eat Itself - Ich Bin Ein Auslander

I've been thinking about this song a lot recently, partially because PWEI are touring in a couple of weeks, but more significantly because it is ambiguous enough to apply to a whole range of global tragedies at the moment where people are loosing their lives and their shit and their governments and fellow citizens are often doing very little to protect or support them.






Listen to the victim, abused by the system
The basis is racist, you know that we must face this
It can't happen here (oh yeah?)
Take a look around at the cities and the towns

See them hunting, creeping, sneaking
Breeding fear and loathing with the lies they're speaking
The knife, the gun, broken bottle, petrol bomb
There is no future when the past soon come

And when they come to ethnically cleanse me
Will you speak out? Will you defend me?
Or laugh through a glass eye as they rape our lives
Trampled under foot by the rise of the Right


Ich Bin Ein Auslander, Ich Bin Ein Auslander
Ich Bin Ein Auslander, Ich Bin Ein Auslander

Welcome to a state, where the politics of hate
Shout loud in the crowd, watch them beat us all down
There's a rising tide on the rivers of blood
But if the answer isn't violence, neither is your silence
If they come to ethnically cleanse me
Will you speak out? Will you defend me?
Freedom of expression doesn't make it all right
Trampled under foot by the rise of the Right

Ich Bin Ein Auslander, Ich Bin Ein Auslander
Ich Bin Ein Auslander, Ich Bin Ein Auslander
Ich Bin Ein Auslander, Ich Bin Ein Auslander
Ich Bin Ein Auslander, Ich Bin Ein Auslander

I asked my Daughter if she'd like to go to the March in March rally the day after her birthday in front of my Son. "A lot of angry lesbians from Northcote telling me I'm mean; that should be really affective. Tony Abbott will probably do a Robbie Williams and kill himself" Would now be a pertinent time to remind him that he had attended more rallies by the time he was 2 and a half than most people have in their entire lives?

Mr. T Treat your mother right

I have this (possibly delusional) memory of being a really nice person; empathetic, accommodating,not a shitcunt. So I'm wondering why I find myself now reflecting on how it is that I became such a miserable shitcunt. I'm wondering if it has some deep-seated esoteric explanation behind it, or it's more to do with being placed in the predominant position of dealing with nufties.

So I've been thinking about getting married and was perusing some prospective dresses.

So I showed my son. "If you want to look like a washed-up whore" "Really? I don't think it's slutty; I thought I might get married in it" "Sure, if you want to look like you suck dicks for a living at your wedding" Why are children so unkind?

A Ferris Wheel Shoe Cage: who would ever need such a thing? Why would such a thing even exist? Fuck my life. I'm going to bed.