And tell me why are people so touchy about racism if it doesn't matter to them?
Because racism does matter to some people. Or has that thought never crossed your mind?
And tell me why are people so touchy about racism if it doesn't matter to them?
Here we go again If you had a pure herd of say black poll cattle and won prizes then you mixed them with say pure Dexter's, bet you would never win again.
Why spoil different breeds?
Now I would bet someone will quote Hitler as this is a no win diversion.
And tell me why are people so touchy about racism if it doesn't matter to them?
Ok, came back for a look, not sure if the above is good or bad, but got a smile.
Racism, we're not racist go to Japan but don't get sick. In fact Australians are more tolerant than most of the world including me.
It's not colour that matters just attitude.
But intermarriage is a problem for both sides.
The bit about the Freemason pub was meant as just a quick look at Gympie you wont find out anything, you need to dig around as the locals either don't know or won't talk because they get laughed at. (know the feeling)
Another thing the drop bears carry syphilis. ( thats why we don't have convertibles)
Here we go again If you had a pure herd of say black poll cattle and won prizes then you mixed them with say pure Dexter's, bet you would never win again. Why spoil different breeds? Now I would bet someone will quote Hitler as this is a no win diversion. (Tongue in cheek stuff) And tell me why are people so touchy about racism if it doesn't matter to them?
Wikipedia said:The Murray Grey breed was developed from an initial chance mating of a roan Shorthorn cow and black Aberdeen Angus bull in 1905.
You deserve a medal for trying.I'm wasting my time here, aren't I?
Well, at least Gympie and Ancient History got a band name cite out of it.![]()
You deserve a medal for trying.
Multi culturalism was a real problem when we crossed a Roan Shorthorn bull over Aberdeen Angus, no end of birth problems as the calves were to big. Makes me think about the Philippino buy brides?
- George Essex EvansThey left the vine-wreathed cottage and the mansion on the hill,
The houses in the busy streets where life is never still,
The pleasures of the city, and the friends they cherished best:
For love they faced the wilderness - the Women of the West.
The roar, and rush, and fever of the city died away,
And the old-time joys and faces - they were gone for many a day;
In their place the lurching coach-wheel, or the creaking bullock chains,
O'er the everlasting sameness of the never-ending plains.
The Woman of the West. Beautiful / makes me want to hitch up the camper and see the min min again.
Back to the serious stuff, Akhenaten if you know old family's in Gympie some may have scraps of info that may agree that Gympie has a interesting past. We would all love to hear what they say regards rumour of early miner's running into ancient workings. The first settlers are supposed to have lost cattle down holes before we knew gold was under Gympie. I can't verify any of this but you may be able too.
Well, I suppose I could start the ball rolling with a couple of observations . . .
- Whatever the min min lights are they're not that far away at times. On the three occasions I've seen them, there were trees visible both in front of and behind the lights.
- I would have said that mostly they stay pretty close to the ground, although it's possible that they were sometimes at a greater distance and higher up, so that my perception was tricked.
- On two occasions they had the appearance of being able to keep up with a car travelling at 100 kph +.
- I'd attribute them something like the brightness of a full moon, only apparently smaller.
Whatever they are, I tend to think they're real, as opposed to being an optical illusion, but I base this conjecture on there being multiple witnesses with different viewpoints more than anything. I anticipate being set straight on the facts of the matter.![]()
Stanbroke cattle station was where my son was the station pilot. He would run at night to keep fit along the station roads. One night he had a dull bobbing light ahead, thinking it was a station hand with a torch he caught up to it. Only to find it was a sort of floating light about 1.5 meter above the ground clearly lighting up sticks and grass, a soft moon coloured light. Needless to say it spooked him and the run back was a record. He says it was within 20 ft(M) before he realised what it was. They show a intelligence.