MrFriendly

That often noise will fall on deaf ears.

Do we stay quiet because a voice will not be heard by many? Do we speak loud because because a voice will be heard by only a few? Do we come to an understanding that a voice is what is central to everything?

Speech is a big deal, the freedom of it is an even bigger deal, because it is our freedom of expression. Language, is our freedom, our ability to articulate our thought, the ability to express our emotion. A freedom to speech is a freedom of expression, a freedom of articulation of thought.

And here enter a juxtaposition, where I am from, at a basic level, there is no freedom of speech guaranteed by law, yet a freedom of expression in which we get away with murder.

No freedom of arms, yet an establishment gets away with wiping out an entire native people to nothing more than smack takers an paint huffers.

A city designed architecturally to discourage democracy, yet, is a country's shining example of culture, thought, and outspokenness. This little federated stage of Australia was to be the birth place of unionism in this country, the birth of the Labor party. And now, a time, in which we both rejoice in the ideas it held and lament the reality that followed.

Unions too powerful, and a paradigm shift too strong, the little guy, once more, is left behind. But where as once before, the little guy got nothing, the hard work of many guaranteed a little, for a lot. Something complacency has no place to take for granted.

My country was built on the oppression of natives, built by the imprisonment of Irish convicts to the benefit of British lords. We moved passed that a long time ago, when we stopped remembering what it was we all stood for. For peace? for progress? for what?

We lost our identity a long time ago in the search for it, now, we're 5 states and two territories wondering where we all fit in the globalised world, asking where our fragile culture went to, wondering if it were just easier to be a 51st state than under the Queen's dominion.

I am the generation Y outside of the US. More displaced, more confused, and more pissed off than ever. Tired of the division that we never stood for, tired of the choices we never felt we should make, just, tired the crap because the late gen x and early gen y watches it all get washed away like nothing happened.

Well, this country is fucking divided, along country / city, along native / white, along 5th generation immigrant / 2nd generation, along Indian student / don't fucking complain you only have a student visa and I'm a damn citizen, along I'm tired, you're tired, we're sick of deciding and every election is proving that here. We're just tired of the news cycle maaaaan...

Division and divisive politics are done, it will move no further forward, and those who believe in it are, quite literally, fucking retarded.

I'm not going to sprout some socialist bullshit about being united. Fuck that. What I will sprout is this, believe in your right to be pissed off, believe in your right to speak out, believe in your right to question the system and ask if there isn't a better way to do business.

Ask real questions. Why don't you get universal health care? Why should guns be so available, how is it the lower class can't afford to be healthy and thin (and that fact, is fucked up) because in my daddy's time it was the other fucking way around.

Why people? What is the reality we're allowing to unfold? What do you want from life? What do I want? What can we really deliver?

Where do youfit in with the rest of it all, just how important are you? I think the answer to that question might just determine your level of happiness in this modern age.

I'm not going to tell to take down the government or picked at a union strike. I am going to ask you to ask yourself what you believe. I am going to ask you what you really feel when you see a people take down their government or what you feel at a union picked line. Do feel for them? why? Do you feel against them? why?

Fucking why to anything you feel. Why? Seriously, I ask the question, why? Why the anger for this, the faith in that, why not this or that. We are all masters of our own destiny, and together, we can master our way through fucking a lot of people's shit up.

So I ask you, how confident are that what you perceive around you is fair and just. How often do you think "this isn't right!"? How often do you feel more should be done?

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