I volunteered to spend a shift at the Get Up! organised flood relief call centre, trying to match up families needing accommodation with families offering shelter. And it was honestly a relief to spend some time talking to people who had bigger problems than me. Bigger? Well, maybe that is a judgement call, but some of those conversations will stay with me for a long time.
And as well as the woman who wanted to know what religion a single mum with health issues was before she committed to offering to put a roof over her head. Really??? Really? FFS woman, is it Christian to only offer succour to people that agree with you? I think NOT.
And then there was a woman I will call Lovely. She had two bedrooms spare in Ipswich, a place where so many houses were devastated that accommodation offers there are few and far between. She had been in touch with a single mum with three kids, and expected her to spend last night at her house. Only to get a text message at 10:30pm, saying “found a place for tonight, call you tomorrow”. What followed was a number of phone calls where Lovely got progressively more worried about what sort of person she was opening her home to. We assured her that she was under no obligation to offer her home to a stranger that she didn’t trust, and she relied, “there is so much need in the world, how can you close your heart to anyone when you know you could be missing an opportunity to help someone who really needs it”.
Lovely, I hope everything works out, that your guests don’t steal your silverware, and that many, many blessing are heaped upon you and your big heart.
As a community devastated by tsunami and civil conflicts, the Australian Tamil community can relate to the pain and suffering endured by our fellow Australians. It is our duty to help these people in whatever way we are able to.
Australian Tamil Congress (ATC) NSW Chapter is hosting a lunch to raise funds for the Queensland Premier’s Disaster Relief Appeal.
We would like to invite you and your friends to come down and enjoy the spicy taste of our traditional Tamil rice and curries.
All proceeds will be donated to Premier’s Disaster Relief.
Date: Saturday, 22nd January 2011
Venue: Church Street Mall, Parramatta
Time : 11am onwards
ATC is an authorised promoter of Premier’s Disaster Relief Appeal
All I know about the Tamil people is that the Tamil Tigers blew up busses when mum and dad were in Sri Lanka around 1994. I will endeavour to educate myself a bit more, but I am so moved by the efforts of recent migrants and minority communities who are making huge efforts to help fellow Aussies.
The full experience here.
When Mark and I travelled through Vietnam in 2007, we saw people eating eggs from a street vendor, and being vegetarians, we were always on the lookout for vegetarian foods. So we ordered a couple, and were very surprised to find that they weren’t what we were expecting.
We didn’t eat them.
I believe in freedom of information, and I believe that everyone is entitled to the presumption of innocence.
That is the preface to a brief rant I am about to share about the whole wikileaks palaver.
I blame the new morning presenter on 702, who keeps alluding his opinion that Julian Assange is innocent of whatever he is being accused of in Sweden. Even though he hasn’t been accused of anything. So, yes, it isn’t fair to comment on a case until both sides have been revealed, and even then, it is possible for the truth to still be elusive – but still, you need both sides of a story to form an opinion. And the only people that have been talking publicly (that I have heard) in Australia, have been lawyers for Assange, who vociferously state that the sex was consensual, and therefore extrapolate that there can be no case to answer.
But think for a minute about consent. Just because you agree to have sex with someone with a condom, does that mean you also agree to have sex without a condom?
If you agree to sex at 1am while you are awake, does that imply consent at 5am while you are asleep?
I don’t presume to know the facts of this case, but I do think that the women making the complaint against Assange deserve the same presumption of innocence that he seems to be getting in the Australian media.
And every time you say that a rape charge “can’t be proven”, or it’s just “he said, she said”, you’re telling another victim of rape that it isn’t a good idea to report a rape. You’re telling women that the rights of a man to have sex are more important than the rights of a woman to say no.
Is that the message you want to give your daughter? Your sister? Your self?
It’s been said far more eloquently elsewhere, for example – here.
But it’s so funny, it can’t be wrong.
And I have to say, that pregnancy can do weird things to your head – my dreams lately have been soo freaking intense, I have to spend a few minutes when I wake up re-sorting my reality. This all makes perfect sense to me.
Before I got my overlocker (thanks mum!), I had heard that they could be grumpy and persnickety beasties. So when it misbehaved on me the last time I used it, and I couldn’t get it to behave, no matter how many needles I changed, or how many times I re-threaded it.
So it went into time out. For more than six months.
Fast forward to my birthday, Jane took me out for lunch, and I found some really awesome fabric for making pyjama pants for Squishy. Today, Mark took Inigo to his parents place for the whole day, so I’ve been able to get a few things done, bit pacing myself so I don’t puke, and I even got the overlocker out, faced my fears, and…
We’re friends again 🙂
(BTW, as cool as this fabric is, this is not the special stuff!)
Tomorrow (Sunday 31st May, 2009), the Powerhouse Museum has a Hyperbolic Crochet Workshop on from 3pm-5pm. Free with Museum entry.
Edited to add – every month on the last Sunday of the month until August.
The marvellous Kate rang tonight and offered us tickets to see ” Jerry Springer the Opera “. Of course, we didn’t have any plans for tomorrow that couldn’t be broken, and we decided to fob off the kid on my parents (who are going to Parkes for 6 weeks on Wednesday, so clearly they need more time with the kid!). Sally reviewed it last week, and I thought “sounds great, what a pity we can’t afford to go”. Now I just have to decide what to wear. What could possibly be appropriate?
The marvelous Kate rang tonight and offered us tickets to see “Jerry Springer the Opera“. Of course, we didn’t have any plans for tomorrow that couldn’t be broken, and we decided to fob off the kid on my parents (who are going to Parkes for 6 weeks on Wednesday, so clearly they need more time with the kid!).
Sally reviewed it last week, and I thought “sounds great, what a pity we can’t afford to go”.
Now I just have to decide what to wear. What could possibly be appropriate?