Here’s a 2017 video of Meadows musing over his hopes that the coming inevitable genocide of 86% of the world population could be accomplished peacefully under a “benevolent” dictatorship. He said:
“We could [ ] have eight or nine billion, probably, if we have a very strong dictatorship which is smart … and [people have] a low standard of living … But we want to have freedom and we want to have a high standard of living so we’re going to have a billion people. And we’re now at seven…
Thanks for the link to that post from 2019, Joe. I reread with great interest that post and all the comments to it. 🙂
To your “Transgression” post you say: All quotes are from Theodore Mommsen’s “History of Rome.”
This is very interesting, Joe, how you used Mommsen’s quotes to write your post on
“Transgression”. You say: “I cannot for the life of me see how this rapacious lifestyle can last…” Isn’t it about time we do something about this? We have enough educated young and intelligent people that are well aware that our society has to change. I am convinced, that, whether we want it or not, major changes are going to come.
Today we salute the life of Frank McGovern. During WWII, Frank survived two torpedo attacks, twice becoming a prisoner of war. He survived forced labour and the firebombing of Tokyo. He lost a brother, who served with him on HMAS Perth. And yet still counted himself lucky. I got to meet Frank just before Anzac Day this year. Frank was a man of deep modesty, gentle humour, and powerful optimism. He is gone today but – like all who serve – never forgotten. Lest we forget.
We are here today as a country to survive and be strengthened and we stand tall in the world because of people like Frank McGovern. We should never forget it.
We commemorate much of our history, but we don’t concentrate enough on the great stories those pioneers, those people in the first and World War II in Vietnam and Korea and other conflicts in the Middle East that have strengthened our national character.
People like Frank McGovern would do it all over again for this country, for those people that they love and the country that they cherish.
I want to pay tribute to Frank to his fallen comrades, 103 is an incredible innings.
We should point out, for the benefit of our colleagues, yes, to enjoy a bottle of wine each day will get you to that, but that is not encouragement to each day to have two bottles for our colleagues if you want to live beyond 103.
I want to pay tribute to all the men and women who have served because Frank did that, he was very significant part of theCoogee Randwick, Clare Valley subbranch of the RSL, right behind with an OAM and a reminder, as the Prime Minister rightly says, of our greatest generation.
PM remembers Frank McGovern as an’ ‘extraordinary Australian’
Anthony Albanese said meeting Frank McGovern was one of the honours of being prime minister:
Frank was 103 years of age, he was still living at home by himself and cooking for himself. He told me the secret to life, a long life, was he drank a bottle of wine every day. And, he insisted even … though it was a reasonably early hour of the morning that I have a beer with him. And I did that.
He was amazing. An extraordinary Australian as part of our greatest generation, a man of deep modesty, general humour and powerful optimism.
… He told me that every Anzac Day he doesn’t march anymore, he used to [but] he ran out of mates. So he thinks about his family and spends it with them.
Mr Speaker, Frank McGovern lived to see what his service and his mate’s sacrifice meant to Australians.
We salute his life today, he is gone but like all who serve our great country in uniform, in the past and today, it will never be forgotten. Lest we forget.
Anthony Albanese pays tribute to the passing of the last survivor of the HMAS Perth
Question time ends a little early, but Anthony Albanese asks the house to remain to pay tribute to Frank McGovern, the last survivor of the HMAS Perth, who died overnight at age 103.
This is one of Australia’s worst maritime disasters. 1,500 POWs perished in the sinking, including 543 Australians. Frank survived the attack … survived a sinking stop and located a lifeboat left behind by the Japanese.
For three days he and 30 other soldiers survived in this life boat. By the third day, with nothing, Frank and his crew were ordered at gunpoint to board a Japanese ship, becoming a prisoner of war for the second time.
He endured months of work in the factories at Kawasaki camp in Tokyo [as] the US commenced the deadliest air raid in history, with 2,000 tons of incendiary bombs dropped over 16 square miles of Tokyo.
Frank was moved to a new camp only to narrowly survive another bombing. This one fractured his spine [but] in the hospital, warned about the danger to incapacitated prisoners, Frank managed to stand and walk at pace with the Japanese guards.
He told me this story, about how some of his colleagues would go off for what was termed surgery and be drained of their blood because that was being used for the Japanese soldiers. Those who were injured.
One of his colleagues and comrades said to him that this was what was going on, so somehow with a fractured spine, he managed to stand, and get out of the hospital in order to avoid the dreadful fate that some of his comrades were dealt with.
Face the World with a peaceful Mind . . . The continuation of this verse you can find here:
I published this blog three years ago about a month after the death of our daughter Gabriele.
In response to a comment I wrote:
“These verses helped me to feel more grounded. I could have gone the other way, having been hit with so many disconcerting things during the last few days in connection with the estate of our deceased daughter. So it was wonderful to come across these pics just when I needed them. I decided then on the spur of the moment to share them in my blog. The pics were taken at the beginning of the month when we stopped…
I was not able to copy the pictures. So please go to Peter’s blog to have a look at the pictures! I wanted to show you the pictures of that cafe “Garage Du Pont”.
This is the approach to the bridge from the Potsdam end of the border. Today the bridge is the border between the City of Berlin and the Federal State of Brandenburg. (This is written under one of the pictures.)
And if you have made it to this spot, you are right in front of the beautiful cafe “Garage Du Pont”.You can sit and ponder the history of the bridge while you indulge yourself.
Here you can enjoy a coffee, an apple tart or a brandy or all three of them.
I remember this cafe very well. I think instead of brandy I had ILLVA SARONNO.
Today, 26 years ago ( on the morning of the 10 November, Australian time) the Berlin Wall was opened. Next day, Berlin Time, the old border between West-Berlin and the GDR (East-Germany) was opened at the border to between Berlin and Potsdam.
Sign on Glienike Bridge, today
The sign reads, “Here was Germany and Europe until the 10th of November 1989 at 1800 hour divided”.
So it was astonishingly appropriate that we, my wife Uta and I, saw a film today that had that bridge as a dramatic backdrop. It was another story, from the time of the Cold War, that was told in the film “Bridge of Spies“. Here is a trailer of the film.
As a former resident of Berlin, I’m not unfamiliar with the bridge. I visited her many times and the bridge was once before the background for a movie. “Under the Bridges”…
“At the German Club everyone could order what they felt like. For entrees there was Rollmops, or baked Camembert cheese, or soup. Most people got German beer from the tap. Ebony left soon after dinner with the two little darlings, our great-grandsons. There were later on 12 people left for the welcome drink, a nice sweet bubbly.”
The above is what I published eight years ago, that is in 2015!
Now I copy something I wrote a week after Peter’s birthday in 2020. It was a difficult time for we did then have restrictions because of the Coronavirus. So in May 2020 I wrote:
“Last weekend we had quite a few visitors because it was Peter’s birthday. The visitors came in stages: First two visitors for lunch. Later on when the first visitors had left, five…
We saw ten family members, including Baby Lucas, for lunch on Mothers Day. Baby Lucas got all the attention. He is a little darling. Everyone loves him so much. He was surrounded by three aunties, one great-aunt, one uncle, one grandma, one great-grandma (that’s me!), one great grandpa, and of course his proud parents.
We went to our favourite Thai/Chinese Restaurant. The place was packed full for Mothers Day. However daughter Monika had booked a large table for us ahead of time. All of us were very comfortably sitting around a large round table. For Lucas a Baby chair was provided. He sat in his chair only to have a drink and a banana. I was surprised how well he was able to eat the banana out of his hand!