My big day on the stage

Not that we ever meant it to be anything but 4 weeks work --standing out in the rain was fun because in the strangest of ways - I was among friends .The sort of  friends who will give it back as hard as you giive it them but who care in ways that you do - agreeing to disagree .  People who were passionate about how to change the world for good .All the important people were there ( almost and for a while ) although our mate Grant wasn't there and Natalie would have been busy elsewhere, talking as we were though about how to look after our kids,  the environment and the path to common good in governance .
The greatest paradox of the day was that all of us agreed intensely that the environment needed better administration and the party that claimed to represent that issue was not to be heard all day on the subject . Did we all agree about what to do after hours of constant talk about the details of  better administration of environment ? ( landcare , planning ) - of course not . Did I push my case for the Libs to be the best env party ever too hard - probably,  because the Libs  have been far too slow to take competent advice seriously . If they win ( which was our point in pushing for them to) they will have to face the enormous task of having to deal with an incompetent and poorly skilled spin fed Public service that won't want to go back to square one and do the job properly . I know I was there .

Good luck to them I say . It was so wet I had to put corflutes over the convertable to keep the rain out . The windscreen wipers stopped working on the trip there . I did a panic - one thing you can't do is go across the 3hour wide electorate without windscreen wipers PG the motor was Ok ;  wire loom to the steering column  had dropped out - the car is 36years old . Everyone loved the bike .

The 3 amigos

We got canned in the local paper for taking every opportunity to trash Green Party policies . The other two, can you imagine it,  were funnier and more succint than me . Mind you even the audience had to interject to stop the incumbent defender from long speeches from written notes .  Was a good night  and people from the audience  went away saying " they learnt something " which meant most of us passion fanatics were pleased saying " one of the best candidate meetings we had ever been to " That might not have included some parties .

We still talk

Its November 21st 2010 . Its a beautiful sunny Sunday in Polwarth SW Victoria . The Labor people are on their bikes , the Libs are everywhere,  some chose a place of worship , they are so very rare.
But numbers they mean nothing, cause in between those hours ( 3 hours across the electorate ) at the extremes from end to end the people are a praying,  God's blessing for to send .
Despite the opposition , they know its possible, they sing and shout His glory "His works are wonderful " ."He does not lack of power, His feet not made of clay , he will right the wrong and makes things good , whatever men may say."
I met someone I do respect form one opposing group and told him of my grave concern about Journos we did know . The democracy that we both did love was no easy thing to keep , when papers like the Echo kept the people fast asleep.