Showing posts with label Steven Are. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Steven Are. Show all posts

Steven Are ✍ Loyalism is at a crossroads.

On the one path our community can do what we’ve always done; that is, dig in, see conspiracy against us from every quarter, refuse to co-operate out of fear of the enemy and give no quarter safe in the knowledge that when push comes to shove we tend to become clannish and stick together no matter what.

The other requires us to acknowledge that times change, in politics as well as life, and our community will be better served with mature stewardship.

The demographics of the past 10 years have shown a slow but undeniable walk toward greater integration on the island at the behest of the most fundamental of all rights in a democratic society, the right to vote. And this is where the crux lies. Simply digging more trenches and burying our heads achieves nothing but an arse to kick. How can we possibly be defenders of Northern Ireland as a country and yet deny the outcome of democratic voting? Why are we allowing the DUP of all people to represent us going into the future?

I’ve enough white hair to remember who founded the DUP and how he led some of my friends to commit acts of violence then capriciously turn his back on them when politically expedient to do so.

The rest of his ilk still run his party along similar lines. Most galling of all is the childish behavior of refusing to restart the Assembly because they won’t be top dog any more. As any parent will tell you if a child won’t play nice the toy gets taken away, and this doesn’t mean that direct rule becomes the default forever. Eventually the bean counters always win and a SoS will call a referendum. For those who don’t think that will happen I ask you to look at Brexit and the Scot Indy ref debacle.

Cooler, wiser heads must prevail.

Loyalism is always seen as being on the right of political Unionism due to it’s history. We see ourselves, we know ourselves to be “More British than the British”. I’m saying that does not need to change. But we can do ourselves a big favour and look outward instead of inward.

If we can recognize that a United Ireland may happen isn’t it incumbent upon us to get the best deal going for us?

In this light I’m interested in the original Eire Nua model of a federal Ireland, an Ireland which has a Bill of Rights and Responsibilities.

If there were to exist an Ulster Parliament say in Armagh, it would be far more in the interests of our people to be involved in it. Greater integration especially among our primary industries benefits us all.

The overarching Bill of Rights and Responsibilities would be a living instrument and not some tablet carved from a mountain sent from upon High.

A few suggestions would be a complete separation of Church and State for obvious reasons, the Responsibility to Vote (Mandatory voting), the Right to Life, the Right to be Free from subjugation from another from any quarter and the Right to Health.

The Responsibilities would include the need to be a good citizen, both domestically and globally. The Responsibility to be a Good Neighbour and the Responsibility to treat others in an ethical way.

None of what I have put forward needs to negatively affect the PUL culture and indeed was pushed by the Presbyterians on me as a child of Blackmouth parents. The conditions that gave rise to the conflict no longer exist. Dublin and the South have clearly demonstrated their horror at what was done in the name of Catholicism and as such that Church no longer has any special relationship with the State as proffered by De Valera. There is no existential threat to the PUL community except of it’s own making.

Our culture does not need to go to places it’s not welcomed, and we should welcome all curious observers. We have a rich and complex history but one that shouldn’t be backward looking, and definitely not one that can’t see anything but the past.

I welcome comments on these thoughts from every quarter.

Steven Are is a Belfast quiller now living in Australia.

New Ulster?

Steven Are ðŸ˜ˆ Due to the sheer incompetence, indifference and lack of foresight displayed by the PUL parties in ‘Norn Iron’ I reluctantly accept absolutely no-one’s recommendation for the role of Benevolent Dictator.

First order of affairs…

1. All the so called “Peace Walls” are to be removed and the residents of both sides are just going to have to get used to it. If you don’t get used to it I will dump 10 thousand Ukrainian refugees in the area because there’s nothing quite like solving a problem by creating another, far larger one in it’s place.

2. Irish Language Act. Irish will be taught in All primary schools as a class. It will be entirely optional in Secondary education. Some kids will have an aptitude for it and some won’t. This will stop the nonsense of making language a political weapon and allowing the kids to pursue it if they choose will stop it being shoved down their throats.

3. Education up to and including University will be free. No bollocks “Gender Studies” or other woke nonsense will be considered a worthy subject and not allowed to be taught.

4. Healthcare will be properly funded via taxation of corporate profits. Businesses don’t like it? Others will take your place. Pay your fair share, arse wipes!

5. Protocol? Shove it up your yer hole. Let Norn Iron take advantage of it’s unique spot by being a strategic staging post between the EU and the rest of the UK. There’s jobs to be created here, and taxation for the rest of my diktats!

66 Historical justice? Amnesty across the board. Let’s see who knew what and when. There will be no prosecutions and I know both sides will feel hard done by but Both Sides Will Feel Hard Done By. Suck it up and get over it. Looking backwards means you walk into things.

7. Parades? Not on the bloody streets you don’t. I’m sick of the mess you lot leave behind whether it’s the 12th or St Patrick's Day. If you act like children you’ll be treated like children. Consequently I’m shifting parades to a suitable area in the country side where you can bang your drums all you like. None Of You Get To Leave Before You Clean Up After Yourselves.

8. All Churches and faith based groups to have tax free status immediately removed. Howl all you want, you lot have created enough shit in the six counties for long enough.

9. Any day over 25oC is a public holiday. But for crying out loud keep your clothes on. Nobody wants to see a sea of fat verandas on the way to get cheap booze and an inflatable pool at Lidl’s. Anybody caught wearing a teeshirt hanging out of their shorts will be kneecapped.

10. On Mother’s Day all the Mums get one thousand pounds. I may be a Dictator but even I’m scared of the Mums and there telepathic abilities to know us inside out!

That is All 

General Mayhem.

Steven Are is a Belfast quiller now living in Australia.

Benevolent Dictator

Steven Are  ✒ I had cause recently to remember an old memory from when I was a wean in Belfast

One of those memories that are long forgotten until jarred into the present, not unpleasantly, just unexpectedly.

For some reason most of my memories of the Belfast of my youth are when the sun was shining and the summer was hazy. The rains only recur when recalling my teenage years. I’m sure Freud would have an explanation, or Nietzsche why this was so.

This particular memory brought back the abominable smell of the Lagan around the Gasworks, long before the weirs were put in to keep the water level up and the smell down. Apparently, this was a by-product of the Gasworks refinement. Whatever the hell it was it was, when late summer was upon us and the river level dropped the stench could have turned the stomach of Mengele. Acrid, it caught the back of your throat in a way that first illicit cigarette did when you nicked it from a parents possession and feigned maturity in front of your cohorts. God knows what the aul biddies were thinking when they brought all the weans who suffered from a ‘bad chest’ to get a lung full to help clear them. Good for clearing phlegm I’ll concede nowadays but thankfully Medicine has provided more palatable methods.

Not all progress is aesthetically pleasing as what went before, and I remember clearly playing on the cobblestone streets with a ball. Unending games of Kirby and next goal the winner football with that one mental friend who’d think nothing of slide tackling on concrete. Occasionally a ball blasted over the wall of the permanently sulky old fart who hated kids and would never give them back. A few braver souls would comment about broken windows and ball ownership would be rightfully returned, though a clip around the ear from a parent upon returning home over misadventures was not unusual. At the time I was baffled how my parents knew but figured there must have been some sort of telepathy at play, for not a misdeed was missed, nor comment not heard. Such is the wonderment of youth that we think we are so crafty but we’re as blatant in our shortcomings as the next kid.

The coalman who serviced the cheek-by-jowl streets was a kindly soul. He had what seemed to be an enormous horse that pulled the cart around his run. My father had a great affection for these animals and taught me how to plait their hair into braids. An odd thing given the machismo of the times but it is a treasured memory more so now, many thousands of miles and years removed I have taught my daughter how to do the same. I can still recall the coalman telling me gently to always approach a horse from the front and be kind to them. The horse was well used to people but I appreciated the gravity of his advice as though I was entrusted with some great secret that only we and Doctor Doolittle would know!

Years later I asked what happened to the horses during the summer months when there was no demand for coal. I found out that they were taken to large wooded paddocks south of Belfast and allowed to roam free, but when the days shortened they instinctively knew to return to gate for their work, probably grateful of a warm and dry barn over the winter months.

I don’t miss the coal fires and their smoke over the city, but I’ll always have fond memories of cobblestone streets and horses with braided hair.

Steven Are is a Belfast quiller now living in Australia.

The Lagan

Steven Are ✒ discusses the rise of China and the somewhat tense relationship it has with Australia.

“There lies a sleeping giant. Let him sleep! For when he wakes, he will shake the world.” - 
Napoleon Bonaparte.

Has got me digging a little into what drives the Australian economy, and in particular what role it plays in setting policy regards to China.

It’s no secret that Australia like’s to punch above its weight. For a nation of around 26 million perched just about as far away as you can get from Europe or the US, she exerts enough clout to get the attention of the Western world. There are a few reasons for this.

For the past 20 years, Australia has been the main supplier to China of raw materials so essential to Beijing’s push to modernise their society. The “Big Mining” owners have never been backwards about greasing the wheels of the political party in Government, to ensure this state of affairs continues at a minimal tax bracket, and despite the litany of questionable Human Rights actions China has undertaken against it’s own citizens from Tiananmen to the Uyghurs.

She also exported until recently large quantities of wine, barley and beef. In a fit of pique, Beijing has decided to place large duties on them in an attempt at punishment for Australia’s questioning over the origins of the pandemic. They studiously avoided banning raw iron ore though, because Australia has perhaps the world’s biggest reserve of good quality, secure and reasonably priced supply of this commodity that is require for the massive steel production China needs.

The wine, barley and beef suppliers also diverted into other markets such as India and South America, so the effect was minimal much to China’s fury. Not only did the ban not work, Australian produce is of such quality the demand did not drop within China. This led to shell companies being formed in Hong Kong with a mysterious rebranding of wine, barley and beef products suddenly available for Chinese import at inflated prices! No points for guessing their point of origin!

The other essential export that China is hatefully dependent on Australia for is coal. Again, Australia has vast reserves of very good quality coal best suited for energy production. Beijing tried to halt all imports just recently, but had to bitterly back down and allow Australian coal in when the lights started to go out across China. Beijing is desperately scrambling to find alternative sources, such as in Africa, but geopolitical instability in these regions coupled with the inferior product make it a less appealing proposition. This tends to exacerbate China’s fury also. Talk of ‘net zero’ emissions in relation to the climate is nothing but just that, talk. Modernization of China will not be held back by notions of planetary concern, and the sheer output of carbon that would be created during the construction of the “One Belt and Road” initiative will make a mockery of Western attempts at constraint.

Due to this, it pays to keep in mind that the CCP has been described by various Intelligence sources as a collection of gangs. One only needs a brief use of the Google machine to come across many instances were former party faithful, or media darlings and business cronies have either disappeared from the face of the earth, and have all mentions of them removed from the heavily policed internal internet of China.

A few of these individuals make it back into the public eye, singing very clearly from Xi Jinping’s song sheet, and extoling the virtues of his “ Xi Thought” on everything from foreign policy to the manliness required of China’s male youth.

Other individuals appear to suffering from an apparent window defect crisis in China, a crisis that appears to facilitate unfortunates to fall through them to their deaths…

But China’s indignation toward Australia is compounded by the encouragement of Canberra of investment within the real estate sector, Big Agriculture and Educational tourism (this, the UK & Ireland should pay particular attention to).

Housing affordability has remained a pipe dream for many young Australians due to the suddenly wealthy Chinese buying property in the relatively safe market within Australia, which pushed house prices ever North. The wealthy middle class of the Red Empire apparently do not share the same faith in Xi’s dream as he would like, and in particular to the CCP’s handling of the financial system. The Long March of Mao still haunts them, and the memory of starvation has pushed the purchase of vast farming tracts some the size of small European nations.

Beijing has leased the busy Port of Darwin on our North Coast to facilitate shipping from Chinese controlled mines and these farms. A move that has angered many within Australia as its strategic position may be questioned if the frosty war turns noisy. To combat this Australia has agreed to host many thousands of US Marines in Darwin for training exercises, a move not lost on Beijing.

Universities within the island have a good reputation, and it was no surprise to see many Chinese students being sent over here to study by wealthy parents, especially when the financial incentives for the Unis themselves became significant. Anecdotal stories of Universities becoming degree mills abound, with questions asked how they manage to achieve degrees within Australia with barely passable English language skills. With the huge influx of Chinese students came upward pressure on affordable housing.

The same will happen elsewhere so, be warned.

Bundled all together you can see why the Australian public have got fed up with China swinging it’s weight around. Daily cyber-attacks, our spy agency ASIO concerned by spying by Chinese agents and corrupting politicians thrown into the mix make animosity a given.

When the dust settled after the outbreak of Covid-19 Australia found much to it’s chagrin that Beijing had been buying all the PPE stocks they could from Australia Before Beijing admitted there was an issue with community transmission. This left our own Healthcare system short of vital stocks. The message became clear. Australia was not viewed as a partner in Asia but as a client state.

A line in the sand was drawn and Canberra had to act. Most of the Western world’s spook agencies were well aware that the outbreak very likely started from the lab in Wuhan but due to political ideology in the US this was shouted down in the US at least until Trump was ejected, by using the old tactic of screaming “Racism” to stifle questioning of narratives.

As Australia looked North she saw China create new military outposts in vital shipping supply lanes in the South China Sea. As this threatened trade with the rest of the world the Defence Department made a convincing case that the current order for diesel electric submarines was a waste of money. An alliance between the US, UK and Australia to develop nuclear powered subs was worked out in secret. France was not amused at the loss of a contract worth 90 billion dollars but can hardly complain. They won a contract to supply the diesel subs but gave nothing but delays and cost blowouts, so much so that Australia exercised the gate clause in the contract whereby she could exit the legal obligation due to France not meeting the targets. Funny how Paris never mentions this!

Beijing saw this new pact (AUKUS) quite rightly for what it is, a warning that military expansion and trade bullying will not go unpunished. For all Australia’s faults, from lobbying the IPCC behind closed doors on behalf of their Big Mining corporations to the ruling party not really believing in Climate Change anyway (the current PM brought a lump of coal into parliament and said not to be afraid of it), the ethos of a “Fair Go” is sacred to it’s people.

China would do well to remember this, and threatening behaviour is no way for a nation to conduct it’s business in modern times.

Steven Are is a Belfast quiller living in Australia.

Rise Of The Red Emperor

Steven Are I see James Bolt is at his usual bullshitting best in the media. 

Not sure where he lives but this isn’t the Melbourne or Victoria I live in currently.Normally I wouldn’t comment but this type of blatant falsehood-laden garbage requires a response and makes me wonder what the media is showing the rest of the world. I was even astonished to listen to Joe Rogan call us a police state. I nearly spat out my cappuccino I bought while taking my kids for an ice cream and to walk the dog! Terrible living in this police state!

For context, I moved to Melbourne a few years ago now and work in the Healthcare on the frontline. I’m acutely aware of how many beds the hospital system has available and in particular beds in ICU plus ventilators.

I’m aware that fellow Quillers may be unaware of who Bolt is, but he’s the mouthpiece of Rupert Murdoch and the Australian Tory party known as the “Liberal Party”. For shits and giggles, google Liberal Party corruption in Australia.

Anyway, I’ve added my response in bold to his merde. My comments are in bold - his are italicised.
Bolt Spews

Back in the summer, as the rest of the world was opening up, state after state in Australia started to impose new restrictions to deal with a handful of Covid cases. It turned us into a global laughing stock. No one is laughing now.
Time was when, even in Melbourne, we could chuckle at the absurdity of our Covid rules. We were told we could remove our face masks – still mandatory indoors and outdoors – in order to drink a coffee, but not to drink a beer. We were also told that if we lived with five other adults, we were not allowed to all leave the house in one group. Indoors, we were no risk to each other, but outside we were apparently a viral petri dish.
Laughter has since turned into anger. After over 230 days of hard lockdown, whatever was left of Melbourne’s social fabric has gone. And the city has been rocked by weeks of protests and violence.


What utter shite. There’s been 2 days of protests that petered out by day 3!

On 17 September, the Victorian government announced that it would be mandating vaccinations for the construction industry. It gave construction workers six days to get their first jab or be banned from working. Unsurprisingly, not all construction workers were pleased about this. They took their anger out on their union the following Monday by protesting outside its offices. The union bizarrely claimed that the protest was made up of far-right and neo-Nazi agitators.

Nothing bizzare about this, it was also a magnet for the anti-vax nutters too.

Just as bizarrely, the Victorian government then decided to close the entire construction industry for two weeks.

Because the construction industry is highly mobile, various trades move between different sites throughout the state as evidenced of COVID popping up in towns hundreds of kilometres from each other. Bit of a coincidence, no?

Even the vaccinated were banned from working.

Because no Covid safe plan was yet agreed. No Covid marshals nor QR codes for contact tracing.

The protesters were back in bigger numbers the next day, drawing in people from many other walks of life.

Yes, more antivaxxers. But the numbers dropped dramatically by day 3 to perhaps 200 at most, due in no small part to public contempt for them. Odd, Bolt doesn’t mention this(!)

The police took a very hard line. Videos of police brutality have swept the world. An old lady was pushed to the ground and was pepper sprayed in the face.

Who turned out to be a 36 year old male in a wig there to provoke a response for the cameras.

A man peacefully talking to police officers at a train station was tackled from behind by another officer, his head smashing into the hard ground.

Yes, and he’s been suspended while they review the entirety of the footage and not just that clip.

Police have fired rubber bullets at protesters, too.

Especially after they pissed all over the Shrine of Remembrance and started ripping parts of it up and throwing it at the cops.

The violence hasn’t only come from the police, though. Another video circulating online shows just a single line of police officers standing shoulder to shoulder, attempting to stop an unruly crowd of hundreds. The crowd broke through. Numerous officers were hospitalised following the chaos that day.
This is the price of our ‘victory’ against Covid. Yes, our Covid deaths are low – far lower than the rest of the world.


Almost as if the Lockdowns worked!

But how much longer can we live like this?
Well, Melbournians have been ordered to live like this until 26 October at the earliest. That’s when Melbourne’s sixth lockdown is scheduled to end – though you would be lucky to find a single person who thinks it will actually end on that day. By then, Melbourne will have been locked down for longer than any other city on the planet.
We got to this point because our leaders have been chasing the goal of Zero Covid. The successes of 2020 went to their heads and they believed they could do what no other country has done: eliminate the virus. This mindset was what drove Melbourne into lockdown on 5 August after recording just eight cases. It has been in lockdown ever since.


We are now at almost 1500 cases a day. These cases are not all in quarantine so expect these numbers to rise exponentially in the coming weeks. If we had no lockdown our health care system would become overloaded and thousands would die. This is not an exaggeration, this is the modelling the Doherty Institute discovered, and then gave the various Governments with Australia…but you already know this.

There are some signs of hope, however. Victoria’s state premier, Daniel Andrews, has acknowledged that the Delta variant is too virulent to be eliminated. He now says that Victorians will have to learn to live with Covid.
Andrews’ words are promising, but his actions do not match them. Melbourne is not learning to live with the virus – it is learning to live with authoritarianism.

Oh bullshit you Tory bastard. Go live in China or North Korea if you want authoritarianism. In Melbourne the Public Health directions are far from this. Yes children are home schooling but they have started heading back to face-to-face learning already. The hospitality industry has been hit hard but the Government and both State and Federal level have provided ample financial resources to assist through this. Most other industries are still working as normal.

Living with the virus means being allowed to gather in groups, to be with other humans, to enjoy all that life has to offer: music, art, film, sport, going out at night. All of these activities are still either heavily restricted or outright banned. On what planet is complying with a 9pm curfew ‘living with Covid’?

The curfew would not have happened if certain morons had not decided the rules did not apply to them and go on a pub crawl, spreading the bloody virus far and wide again!

Those who support the restrictions always say that we have not given out enough vaccines to be able to live with Covid yet. But Victoria likely won’t meet its vaccination targets until some time in November. Only then will people be able to go to each other’s houses and take off their masks in public.

Especially when people are prone to vaccine hesitancy after watching your Murdoch mouthpiece spout shite regarding them!

While the dream of Zero Covid is dead on paper, we are still trying to contain Covid at all costs. People who have already been pushed beyond the brink are still suffering under draconian restrictions on every aspect of life.
As Australians see their fellow countrymen being pepper sprayed, surrounded by shuttered businesses, they despair at the legacy that Zero Covid has left for their once-great nation.


It still is a great place, and I notice you pick only on the Labor led state of Victoria and not New South Wales controlled by your cronies in the Liberal Party (Tories by another name in Australia). Funny that, considering the Delta outbreak and several others before that originated in the Liberal Party controlled state of New South Wales.
Incidentally, the Premier and Vice Premier of New South Wales resigned yesterday when the Independent Corruption watchdog announced investigations into their dodgy dealings.
But you won’t find Bolt critiquing them.

James Bolt is a producer with Sky News Australia.

Steven Are is a bloody annoyed ex-Pat who is sick of Tory lies regarding the state of affairs in Victoria!

Bolt Spews

Steven Are
In these weird times on Planet Earth and being somewhat sick of all the political bollocks here in Australia and globally, I thought I’d write a brief piece on another topic … one that’s ‘out of this world’!

A little while back, I witnessed a strange ‘something’ in the sky which shot off in a ridiculously high rate of speed and left me baffled as to what it was. I was driving, stone cold sober and not under the influence of anything untoward. My youngest was beside me but refused to look away from her iPad until it had gone! Typical!

I kind of half forgot about it but then remembered it again when I saw a snippet on the news mentioning the US releasing tapes of a similar incident. Doing a bit of digging on the Google machine I expected to go down a warren of madness usually the domain of kooks, but encouragingly came across some analysis from coherent scientists.

Just to give a brief summary, in 2004 the US Navy Strike Carrier group led by the USS Nimitiz off the coast of California began observing objects descending from above 80 thousand feet (the ceiling of their radar range), dropping down to 20 thousand feet and just hanging around there for hours before ascending back up into space. Weirded out, the radar operators asked their fighter pilots to get a visual on what they were seeing on the scope.

Several of these pilots describe seeing an object hovering over a disturbance in the ocean which jammed their radars before shooting off at speeds far beyond anything they could match. I think some of this footage was released by the Pentagon under FoI recently. I watched an interview with the commander of the aircraft and he seemed very sure of what he saw, which was nothing like my own account.

Anyways, I thought maybe the Quillers might like to watch the Joe Rogan interview with the pilot and let us know their thoughts. The pilots name was Commander David Fravor and his account I found compelling. Rogan also interviews another fellow by the name of Bob Lasar (?) I think and he claimed to have been employed to back engineer craft built off world. He doesn’t sound crazy to me either, but again I’d be interested in peoples thoughts.




Steven Are is a Belfast quiller living in Australia.

UFOs And Freedom Of Information

Steven Are is fearful of a spike in both suicide and domestic violence as a result of the Covid-19 lockdown. 

Ireland North and South has a massive elephant in the room that people seem wont to ignore.

This pandemic will change the face of human society as we know it, in very real terms unless we achieve the miraculous and invent for the first time a vaccine for a coronavirus we could very well be looking at the 6th Mass Extinction.

The US is listening to a narcissist and trying to reopen, South America, Africa and densely populated South East Asia all have limited healthcare, and this virus is bloody horrendous.

Neither has it gone away you know.

Every economy on the planet has been affected to some degree. Social distancing works only if it continues. But how can any semblance of a normal society be expected to re-establish when the virus has the bastardry of mutation, and worse still the ability to reproduce without causing the host any symptoms at all allowing them to infect unknowingly so many others?

I feel fortunate to be in Australia. This Government despite its many faults recognised the danger and shut down society even before the WHO grew some testicular fortitude in the face of heavy Beijing pressure and called a pandemic. We had heard whispers in December/January that the true number of fatalities was a lot higher than reported.

These whispers we heard came from Doctors who had family in Wuhan. These whispers now say that close to 200,000 deaths happened by late January despite official numbers.

Now is not the time for complacency. Despite stories in the media a vaccine is still very hard to create for a coronavirus due to its pathology, and any vaccine will be useless once, as happened one hundred years ago with the Spanish Flu, it mutates potentially into something far more deadly.

Optimism is good, as is hope, and the gallows humour of the Irish keeps these things going, but it will be the careful man who does not drop his guard while we have no real defence against the unseen force of nature.

Sadly, the virus is not only lethal due to its pathology.

As huge numbers of the population are forced to stay indoors, alcohol consumption has skyrocketed and as a result, domestic violence numbers have increased accordingly.

Another horrific statistic that has been whispered to me by police and paramedics down here is the huge upswing in suicides, particularly by the young, who are feeling the strain more than most. For obvious morale reasons this is not reported in the press.

This demographic are already the lowest paid, and as they are mainly employed in the service industries which have been shut, they are finding themselves in a bleak situation. Unable to pay rent or even buy food. While we all recognize the danger for the elderly this virus takes no prisoners.

The Lancet will be publishing an article on the rise of suicide next month, suggesting a rise of 10k will occur over the duration. I argue this will be optimistically low, given the grim news that filters through friends in the frontline emergency services.

I implore all Quillers to be kind to one another during this time, check on family and friends and look after your own mental health as best you can.

Steven Are is a Belfast quiller living in Australia.

The Grim Harvest

Steven Are, a Dissenter Down Under, with the first in a series of pieces about the Irish In Oz. 

The Irish in Australia @ part one

Erin’s Diaspora Desperadoes