Get over ANZAC stomping

Get over ANZAC stomping
Byron Bay (Boring Burbs)
22 March '05

This year April the 25th marks 90 years since Australia's biggest military fuck-up/failure - "Gallipolli" in 1915.

With most-all veterans of "Gallipolli" now passed-on to (hopefully) a Better Heaven, I SCREAM OUT from the frustration of a deeply concerned Sociologist (Distinction), Social Psychologist (Doctorate), Seer, Philosopher and Interpreter-of-History (Honours, all at School of Hard Knocks, Australia), that it is time to "Finish Off" as our Aborigines call-it, and END the 'industrialised' grief juggernaut of "Anzac Day" and the now global tourropackaged "Celebrations".

('Celebrations'???)

For the last twenty years at least, Anzac Day and all it's peripheral PURCHASABLE frills, flags and fairy-floss, have been incorporated into a 'tourrorism' juggernaut, which has grown quite unnaturally, quite artificially, (that-is COMMERCIALLY) out-of that pathetic exercise in British power-tripping over it's colonies, in Turkey on April 25th 1915.

(Zo?! It vuss all dat Thomus Cookess fault, ayyyye?

Britain takes any allegations of failed-responsibility and blame against itself, in it's monolithic stride.

Not unlike the spell-bound religious evangelist who 'listens' then retreats to doctrine and dogma to justify their abberance, and the slaughter that usually follows flawed international policy decisions, Westminster, perhaps more run by the 'civil services' than we care to recognise, blunders along, relying almost wholly on the 'blah' of the masters of rhetoric and spin, like Tony "Bo" Blaaaah.

Britain takes any allegations against itself, in it's monolithic stride - as with it's failures in the near-terminally divided continent of Africa and the way Brit-Europe basicly conspired to divide-and-plunder Africa as much as they could before Africans woke-up and United to Rightly Assert themselves on their own Land (yet to occur), Britain's level of power and control over 'it's' colonies has been so great that, one, it maintains control of it's colonies by all manner of manipulation, skullduggery and blatant deceit, to the perverse extent that it, like the current US Administration, two, London simply ignores the facts and the "Calls", and blithely, blindly, psychoticly stumbles-on.

Nevermind any negative reactions from such minor 'customers' like the People of Australia.

In Australia's Hard Road to Self-Sufficiency, which must necessarily be a Road AWAY from England and all her social, political, religious and cultural psychoses, and, if to ANYWHERE Safe, Australia's "Road" will (yet to be mapped) only lead into it's Heart, away from crass mass-marketed theft and from ALL 'colonialist' attachments and cultural handbrakes oozing out of a declining, crumbling exposed delusion called the 'british empire'.

For decades and still now, my heart and eyes weep on Anzac Day for whatever reason (nothing to do with it being my parents wedding Anniversary!), and I try to maintain a Natural and High Respect for ALL War Veterans, at least the cannon-fodder who served, died, or survived the 'pointy-end' of war.

However, the boofy-blah which oozes out of all institutions involved in Anzac Day Celebrations, but especially from those shell-shocked, oft'-alcoholic, pharma-drugged dumb-fuck redneck veterans, makes me callously denounce everyone who flies into Gallipooli on the VERY-fucking 'Tourrotrendy' (and commercial bonanza) 'Gallipolli trip' each April 25th, as enemies of all who fought and died to help all who live after, to Live a step closer to a Respectful, Respectable and Spiritual Life.

The Anzac industry of 25/4 is today an utter disgracing of those poor, ignorant Australian and New Zealand 'patsies', soldiers conned by sweet-fanny-England to dance to their unceremonial deaths on the beach in Turkey 90 years ago.

To strike, the Truth be known, a lasting blow against the Antipodes' climb to Self-Confidence and thus to severing the 'one-way', pro-Anglo ties with a dying, over-consumptive and dementia-infested English 'establishment'.

Many Australians I say, now see what effects the whole 'memorial of defeat' of Anzac Day et al, does, and has done to our identity globally, to our Growth as a Nation, and thus, to our personal feelings, beliefs, and opinions for or against war, and for or against our Collective Ability to "Move-On" as the 'neo-cons' of Washington HAVE to keep saying-and-doing, toward True National Identity and Progress.

We all WANT a Better Nation, yet too often, we fail to Correctly identify the 'enemies' of that Betterment.

As with most-everything the English Landlords say-and-do (Ireland?), through MI-5 domesticly and MI-6 globally, they smear the facts with more-and-plenty of bad-old British Bullshit, such that any who look at whatever phenomenon arises, can only see the 'rendered' image - exactly like Tony Blair's blah!, thus preventing all from seeing-it-as-it-truly-is.

The masses rarely see the True shape of any political, religious or cultural monsters until the monsters are tearing their house (read "Community and Culture") down around them, and pack-raping mothers, daughters, girls and boys.

Typically by then it's too late - yet another Tribe wiped-out.

And on marches the monster of aristocratic over-consumption, born-in-and-crawling-incessantly-from the deep and deeply-distraught history of the 'Adamic golden-calf-tribes' out-of 'Judea'.

While Australia remains commercially addicted to such memorials of failure and death, all sincerity is obliterated from such Ceremonies, and our 'failure-rhymes-with-Astraylya' self-defeating psychosis grows, courtesy of the ghosts of a clinicly-dead England.

An England suffering dementia since Rome invaded, and which for centuries, since 'imperialism' took-hold in western Europe and Buck-Palace, the colonies have paid-paid-paid through the nose, to supply her a 'life-support-system' via the 'hospice' of our supplying resources and cannon-fodder.

Anzac Day 2005, should be the day we Celebrate our Severance from ol' Blighty forever, for in it we should recognise how we had been woefully 'done-over' by arsehole aristocrats from a debourched delusion called England.

Anzac Day 2005 and-on, should be the Day Australians and Kiwis announce to the world we are NOT going to fight any more imperialist battles for arrogant arseholes to keep their opulant and planet-killing habits-nay-addictions afloat.

Kinda puts Iraq in question doesn't it?

Daily we are worn down by our Prime Criminal John Winston Howard, about the involvement in the USA colonialism of Iraq.

Like fucking teethless sucker-fish, our media 'plays-the-game'.

Consequently passed events, ("....let the dead bury the dead!" Yeshua ben Joseph, circa 40 A.D.) miserable, dower, disasterous and inhumane events like that terrible deceit against good Aussies and Kiwis 90 years ago, are regurgetated annually to fill the daily front-pages, news broadcasts and voter's minds with what was basicaly "a fucking-poor-show, say-what?". A fucking-well-designed-show today, designed to distract us from all and any 'negatives' which may wake-us-up to the utter rort England perpetrated against the Australian Infantry Forces in 1915.

But where should we lay the line? The majority of Australians would gladly revisit the travesties colonialist England perpetrated against this continent's Indigenous Aborigines, if it meant 'making-straight' our road to the future.

Then there's the corruptions to our political system as perpetrated by that false-icon of Australian history; John MacArthur, famed most for his development of the Australian sheep industry in the first half of the 19th century, and after some reinvestigation into the official history, ilfamed for his (now known to be MOST dubious!?) role in the illegal arrest of the then Govenor of New South Wales, William Bligh, and the accompanying 'Rum Rebellion".

Ours is a history of wars, no doubt about it.

This, via such Anzac Day type celebrations, is where we will stay, and we may never Progress beyond self-destruction.

But....., Who cares?

We're all going to be feeding the wild daisys come the second decade of this once potentially Luminous 3rd Millennium.