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.
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