Obviously, Telstra is run by citiphiliacs!

23/05/10.

“On The Border” of South Australia and the Great Northern Terreeetorrrreeee.

It's a while since I wandered this far inland. I staggered up to Uluru to get myself unconsciously drunk on the turn of the millennium, from 1999 to 2000, and then flopped farther afield after recovering.

I regret drinking myself into the new millennium, by falling unconscious before the momentous hour, and waking up some 30 minutes late.

But that happens, aye? 'Specially when you're hexed by demons.

Ne'ertheless, much has happened since then, both to myself, and to the false political situation in Australia.

Too much to recall, for this peeece!

One thing which'as taken me “forward” as they say, is that I have a laptop and, AND, wireless broadband on-a-stick!

Wooppoh! Aye!?

Once I decided to drive out of Victoria via South Australia, rather than the alternative route of Broken Hill then west-sou-west to Peterborough etc-and-on, the concern of staying in touch, rang little alarm bells in me bwain.

Less than they would've if'n I'd chosen the Broken Hill route, of course.

But so-be-it!

This “Mish” is all about gettin' away from the scum of white fella society, and of the last several years, it's been patently clear to me that the only region is way-out...., way-out in the deserts of Central Australia.

Well..., I must've been right, because way-out-here, Telstra falls well-behind and leaves us all guessing which radio station bothers to exist.

That's if we're imbued with white fella insanity, and can't survive for more than a moment without some BLAH! from tha maynstreem?

If'n, of course, we're got a bit o' sanity in our veins, which works it's way out to the skin, and presents as Bleck Fella shading, we don' need none o' that BLAH!

We be 'appy as it is! Nice an' Quiet! No motor-noise 24-7. No silly tele 34-7. No advertising industry tellin' us we all NEED this-an'that, an'-this-an'-WHAH?? 44-7!

But..., NOOOO! I'm not initiated in the True Fella ways, aside from my Step Father being Wise enough to counter the insanity of my Catholic mum.

So, being who I am, I hunger for the guff on what's 'appenin' in the false world of politrix, and other trivial areas of concern.

But NOOOO! Not unless you are a rich kid wiff a private school education, who therefore can afford a satellite link to the silly world?

Out here, in the last remaining Land of Bliss, well, I've forgotten the travesties of injustice I watched in Alice last few times I was there, Canberra and Sydney and Helbourne don't exist, for all intents-and-purposes.

And neither does Telstra's super-freaky hi-tech communications linkabilities!

Just as well I've retired from leading the Global Pack in the upcoming Australian federal elections.

Can't help but feel this little niggling, that I'm out here because the tyrants in Canberra and Sydney and Helbourne want me out of the way?

Great!

If the people of Astrayliar cannot lift themselves out of the ignorance they've been stewing in for 202 years, then they are not worth leading.

AND..., for the same reason, they are not worth saving.

Just as well that “Jesus-on-the-rebound” Catholic myth was exposed as bullshit, aye?

Nevertheless, it has to be said, that Telstra is letting Australians down, by having little and NO internet connectivity along the Stuart Highway, for the lengths there is none.

Having made it to Alice earlier this week, (now writing on Friday 28th May), I'm reminded of how many Bleck Fellas there are up here - Bewdy! Shiney Handsome Strong Clean (physiognomies! That's “faces”) BLECK faces all over tha place!

And I was sort of surprised that the mobile phone and broadband reception only lasted for about fifty kilometres either side of the main towns. Less further south either side of the small “fuel stops”, as I expect they will be as I travel north from Alice.

Knowing the Bleck Fellas as I do, there would be an equal proportion of them, I'd guess, who would have mobile phones..., if there was connectivity.

Sure, many might ((Wisely) shun the technology, as much because they can be a sponge in the money-pocket. And with last weeks updated media reports about longer term studies stating that mobile phones ARE deadly if used (held up to one's ear, and even carried in a shirt pocket) for more than just 30 minutes a day, the threats to health add reason to avoid them like brain cancer!

But.., and I don't necessarily advocate the Bleck Fellas should join the mobile phone insanity that rages in our “white” cities and towns..., but.., I can't help get the feeling that there is so poor a Telstra transmission way out here, and I'm talking about the distances along the Stuart highway where there is no reception, because Telstra is essentially racist?

As with every other “mainstream” thing we whiteys enjoy without a thought, telecommunications is something the Aborigine are restricted from accessing.

If I were King (?), I'd have free wireless broadband connectivity in all the remote communities and Aborigine enclaves, with free courses available for those Aborigines who had an interest, in technology, electronics and computers, internet and the rest, so they may become independent in these areas of expertise, and less dependent upon the “specialists” from the cities and first world, so they could then access the plethora of valuable stuff online, if it was seen to help them in their education.

No matter whether they wanted to learn about the white world, or their own, or if they felt they had something they could show the rest of us.

It is obvious that Telstra has a duty to improve their telecomms way out here in True Fella Country.

As we seem to have returned to some sense of reality post the racist Howard era, and now that we've moved beyond the Trejillo days in Telstra, I put it that we must address these points, and actually do something in these ways, in telecommunications.

Since I have myself leapt forward with my own laptop and wireless broadband on a stick etc., the whole issue, or series of issues surrounding our telecomms networks and corporations and technologies etc etc etc, have struck me as being something that needs a lot of rethinking.

Because I cannot agree with the current state of affairs, where a telecoms, internet or even just an online retailer company's right to invade one's own computer and system and upload all manner of one's own internet and computer “habits”, info, preferences, etc, is not regulated etc., while we are doing our own thing on the 'net.

Then there's the ridiculous “plans” and contracts and deals and scams constantly offered and/or forced on us, to the point where we are actually becoming trapped by them, by the bigger and smaller 'net co's, all so they can suck ever more of our credit, or dollars from us.

Indeed, if you have expertise in electronics, computers, games, programming, trend-jumping, technology, marketing, scamming, and design etc., the internet is the place to be, and each minute, I'd say, plenty more greedy thieves are jumping on the broadband-wagon!

Many of the schemes we seem to have to have to be able to use the 'net (AND mobile phones!), are pure theft, and I'm certain actually cost the providers next to nothing to produce, invent, provide and keep updated.

In short, we, especially way down here down under in Astrayliar, are being fleeced rotten by the companies who have specialist knowledge in how things are produced, accessed and sold.

This serves to drain us not only of our funds, but also it actually serves to keep us very stupid, moronic slaves to the system, and less willing to stand against the gross culture of mass theft, in case “THEY” spy on us for speaking out, and subvert our connectivity, or social access, or even employment.

And lots of us know that the fascists and racists who've been running and ruining the planet for the last few decades/centuries, are only too ready to invade our files and privacy if we come to their paranoid attention.

It'd be nice to know that those days of extreme information-gathering were behind us. But they are not, and while we are mashed by offshore banks and corporations, “mining companies” and the Liberal Party, etc., things like egalitarian telecomms across ALL Australian regions are not going to happen.

And Australia's Bleck Fella Aborigine, the Enlightened People, will be kept lowest on the scale of “lifestyles” and even just from a comfortable life of participation in this place we call Australia.

However..., there's obviously something goin' on with them, and it's probably 'cause they ARE Enlightened, that they don' NEED bloody silly mobile phones to Commune-icate with each other?

Nevertheless....! Up and down all the highways where all the white folk drive, such as the Hume and other eastern states major roads, the mobile phone connectivity is vastly better than out here.

If the planet's corporations and governments can have 1000 satellites, many geo-stationary satellites, floating out there in space, most of which sit permanently about 30,000 kilometres above the equator, that can zoom in on us and, it's said, can read a blokes newspaper while he sits in the park, then nobodies gonna convince me that they cannot provide state-of-the-art telecomms out here in the Aussie desert.

Why, methinks that all the hardware and gizmos for our mobiles and computer internetions are just junkets for the rich techno-upclubbers to scam the rest of us with, when we could all be linked for next-to-nothing via satellites.

Surely it's passed time we demanded that Telstra, a corporation I'll shoot the shit at, while at the same time hold in high regard for the good things they are capable of and that they manage to do, as well as our federal padded-cell of a parliament, got their collective-shit together and gave us some value for money, especially when they are making very easy money from us, with the marketing and spin they throw us now?

In telecomms, there are numerous advances available which will speed our overall education, and which should cost the corporations, the governments, and us, bugger-all.

This vicious scathing, I guess, goes to our federal minister for telecommunications, whoever they be, and the department boffins who ride the wave of nice-little-earners for not really thinking about what they are paid to do.

Please consider..........?

A slightly slighty sling-shooting, from
Omaxa bin Bush Telegraphed
on-the-Eartha Highway
in Dusty Boots.

40 k's north of Alice...