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Dear Ms Roullet. You are on! We could form a coalition, so to speak!

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Surprising conservative on council: Jacinta Price
Miss Roullet. I do agree with you that human nature can be unpredictable, as an unfortunate French king found out.
However, here’s another saying – “history repeats itself” … and another … “there is nothing new under the sun”.
As the history of France and other republican nations subsequently has shown, in every type of government, whether governed by monarchs, presidents, dictators et al, similar naughty bits of human nature inevitably kick in. Power blocs form, regardless of whatever Right, Left, “conservative” or “progressive” regimes come to rule.
Fast forward to Alice Council 2017.
Bet you a seniors black coffee of your choice in Fan Arcade next time I see you, the next council will form a power bloc(s) of like-minded individuals with a born-to-rule mindset, whether high-minded idealists or scurvy small business wheeler dealers.
Betcha each bloc has the distinct potential, based on the facts of history, to be as bad or as good as the other?


Surprising conservative on council: Jacinta Price
Mr La Flamme. I agree that diversity is a wonderful concept. The more diversity, the better. In theory.
However, to get things done efficiently and on budget year after year, for the practical benefit of the community as a whole, there must be a majority council decision on its multitude of day to day operational priorities. Hum drum decisions but critical for a council to keep Alice humming along, looking good, keeping streets clean etc.
Human nature and common sense dictate that no two councillors agree on budget priorities all the time, and that’s why power blocs tend to form.
Diversity is honourable but a double-edged sword. Sooner or later, human nature kicks in.
Betcha a zillion dollars that a power bloc will form among the more forceful of the diverse councillors. To get things done. In their image.
Just like Ms Finnane has found.
Let’s hope that the new diversity power bloc of the future has the practical ability and the necessary business nouse to run the hum drum daily boring job of council efficiently, as well as the white man power bloc has done previously that Ms Finnane refers to.
But hey, let’s stop splitting hairs and wish all the council nominees all the very best in the interests of a better Alice.
And all the best to you, Mr La Flamme.


Surprising conservative on council: Jacinta Price
Mr La Flamme. Respectfully, your reference to my alleged “patronising judgments” is misplaced. My comments were not intended to patronise. Far from it, in fact.
In some people’s eyes, Ms Finnane’s comment about “white men who find it hard to …” could be seen to be patronising … and quite judgmental. I accept that this is her view based on hard data.
“Patronising” is a powerfully emotive word. Can be applied to a wide spectrum.
I have found extreme patronisation towards the Aboriginal community in the platforms of white male and female activists in power. It now seems to go by the name of the “politics of low expectations”.
However, in the spirit of freedom of speech, I accept Ms Finnane’s slant on white men and their access to power as a valid view, expressed by a good journalist who does a due diligent job.
The point I was making is that it does not matter which gender or political interest group has access to power.
I think most of us have found that human nature has common traits and behavioural patterns in all groups, whether male or female, regardless of gender, colour, age or political leanings. You and me, for instance.
My comment was simply intended as a “caveat emptor” warning to the next group with access to power on council.
Unfettered access to power has a funny habit of bringing out the best and the worst in all of us.


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Town Council riven by conflict, lack of leadership
@I’m here for Funzies. If Funzies is correct, and it is a case of independent no-party councillors uniting against “the CLP crowd”, then this represents an ironic twist in Australia’s political landscape since Federation, albeit at the lowest local council level of government.
At Federation in 1901, the Parliament had only one party – the Labour party. The other members were independents simply repesenting their constituencies of the little people, people in remote communities, small businesses et al.
Realising that Labour would always retain power in this situation, the independents got together, gradually morphing into the Liberal Party under Menzies, then the CLP.
Labour was Americanised in 1913 when its leader King O’Malley – a Yank – changed the spelling to the American way, dropping the ‘u’.
It has stayed that way, despite Labor’s history of animosity to the US post-WW2.
One hundred years on and now in Alice there are apparently now no Laborites on council, just a bunch of no name Independents coming together against the CLP monolith.
Who needs Hollywood or Bollywood when we have our very own political melodramatic entertainment with its amusing and bemusing twists and turns, playing out right before our very eyes. We have it all.


Town Council riven by conflict, lack of leadership
Can’t wait for Prime Minister Shorten and his union frontbencher backbencher entourage to hit town after the next Federal election.
If this circus is any indication, the Council Labor lads and girls will probably declare a public holiday and bedeck Todd Street with a carpet of red roses.
However, for all of their silly shenanigans, Alice Councillors are Sunday School picnickers compared with the fruitcakes that infest my next door Darebin Council down here in Melbourne Town.
As an old Feddy, I ask fellow Feddy Mayor Damo – is the aggro of the Perpetually Outraged worth it these days?


Coniston Massacre remembered
If anyone can be trusted to write an open, objective and sympathetic historical comment on the Conniston massacre, it is Dick Kimber.
I take my hat off to this man.
I have had the great honour to know Dick as a friend for 48 years. As many of us have.
If Dick did not invent the word “integrity”, he has certainly lived the word every hour of every single day that I have known this great lad in the Alice.
And Dick actually DID kick 10 goals 4 for Melanka against Pioneers, that unforgettable day in footy history! I was lucky enough to be there. A witness to a Legend.


Beer and the tax man’s triple tipple
Bob: Down here in many parts of Melbourne, it is an every day or night occurrence to be approached on the streets by individuals or groups of every ethnic background with this direct question: “Hey bro, mate, got a smoke?”
Red Alert!
Before you respond, it is very wise to have a quick look behind you, then look where their hands are and prepare to do a runner.
The wrong answer,the wrong look and you are in danger of a flogging, or worse.
It is one of the more common preludes to physical assault, grievous bodily harm, mugging.
Ciggies are more and more deadly, at least down here in the (ahem) Big Smoke.


Prof Gerritsen: We got it wrong from the start
Was enjoying the Prof’s views on traditional Aboriginal society erosion but raised an eyebrow when he said that Slim introduced romantic love.
One of the most beautiful romantic love stories I ever heard out bush was the ancient Dreamtime story of the kookaburra legend.
A young tribal man married his young bride and soon afterwards went on an extended hunting party trip.
While he was away, his young bride died of natural causes unexpectedly.
He grieved uncontrollably for his loss for many months.
One night in a dream she came to him and told him to stop grieving; she was at peace; he should get on with his life. Next morning he woke up still grieving.
The next night she came again, telling him again. Once more he woke up next morning and still grieved.
On the third night she came again and said “Ok sport. Enuff is enuff. In the morning when you wake up I will send you a sign. To be happy and get on with your life. I am at peace.”
Next morning the young lad opened one eye and saw this strange little bird a metre away on the ground looking at him.
As he watched, the little bird rose in the air, circled him a few times, watching him and flew off, with a happy laughing sound drifting back on the desert morning air.
He got the message, stopped grieving and lived a happy life thereafter.
The kookaburra romantic story, an Aboriginal romantic story, around in the Dreamtime a few zillion years before Slim, God love him, came on the scene.
How lovely is that, I ask!


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