🔴 NEW DIRECTION  Ed. No. 4 / ON 'THE BIRDS' (feeling like Tippi Hedren in a Hitchcock horror movie)

  

PIC: Just wait until they open their mouths. 

   IS OUR WORLD BEING TAKEN OVER   

   BY LOUD SCREECHING GALAHS?    

Twice over the space of two days I was kindly hosted by two friends separately to celebrate my 70th Birthday.

I don’t eat out regularly not that I ever did. 

What an education.

When did the cultural phenomenon of the new breed of squawking parrots emerge?

I mean I was stunned into silence by groups of marauding young teenage girls/women and their “hens nights out” baggage of privilege. Is it a case of who can squawk the loudest and drown out the others? On the two separate occasions mentioned I literally could not hear what my friends were saying. That’s how loud the hens are. What’s more the body language speaks that it is their complete right to create this cacophony. Talk about disrespect for others. 

This is correctly described as an abuse of freedom.

No civility, grace or manners. This doesn’t seem to concern them. 

It should if we want a sane future.

If it wasn’t bad enough having these “chicks” invade the restaurant but then a converted fire engine pulled up outside at the traffic lights with more of this untamed flock screeching as loudly as they could from the top deck. 

Save us from these coarse birds. 

And then the following day was breakfast in the basement of a local terrace house converted into a coffee shop. All looked safe when we arrived. Only one group of chicklets and their male handbags. We could deal with that - but no way. Given another 10 minutes and three other separate groups of galahs had swooped. The sound chamber of this enclosed space made the experience of the night before look like a sedate English tea party. So loud in fact that we had to desert the place for the peace (and safety) of a tree in a local park. 

Now for those of you who are thinking ‘sexist mysogynist bastard’ let me interject your busy bee headspace to say that I’m sure the Cock of the species is just as big a ‘cock’, if not worse. 

It’s just that the men occupy the pubs and clubs. Foreign climates to me. 

But truly sometimes Australian women are more coarse than their own men. 

A good descriptive to overview this emergence would be the “Married at First Sight Brigade”. Airheads the lot of them. Where’s the brain let alone any heart? All surface no substance. 

The silly thing is that they think they are so “now”.

This is not a matter of me showing my age. 

It is the rudeness and loudness of what we are allowing ourselves to become.

I’ll repeat, loud screeching parrots each trying to out scream the other with second hand opinions. Parrots just repeat an echo of what they’ve heard from someone else. There’s no original thought, reflection, depth, consideration or feeling involved in this form of banter. It’s blather*.  

All talk no listen. Immature is the word.

Talking involves the art of communication. And that is being anchored, focussed and centred on the self, opening up and either saying something worthwhile or allowing the other person’s words to penetrate overly demanded upon psyches and accept internally what the other is saying. No great volume is needed. It is a process of mutual regard. That’s called connection. Something that is becoming history.

Humans are looking and sounding to be more like caricatures by the day.

Australia you might take a good look at yourself.

Where is the mutual respect, consideration, humility and kindness of some peace in our lives?

Disengage the head. Plug into the heART.

Regards,  Neville Williams is a Sydney Artist

*(Thank you Mike Carlton).

From: Neville Williams <n.b.williams@optusnet.com.au>

Subject: HOLY HELL! - THE GALAHS AMONGST US

Date: 24 April 2024 at 8:33:19 am AES

To: COMMENT EDITOR SYDNEY MORNING HERALD <smhopinion@smh.com.au> 

Miss Yellow Tips (A complete picture of demure femininity.) 

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ADDENDUM

⬇️ MEDIA LETTER

ABUSE OF THE PRIVILEGE OF FREEDOM

🔴 NEW DIRECTION  Ed. No. 3 / SYDNEY LOOKS SILLY

GROUND CONTROL TO MAJOR TOM

(ON FLYING TODAY)

PIC: Editor (Don't let this becalmed competent photo composition fool you. 

The multi-flight Departure Lounge at Sydney Airport is a cattle run.)

SYDNEY LOOKS SILLY

We seem to be at a very frustrating impasse.

Is anyone listening or for that matter is anyone speaking anymore? 

Are our busy heads addling the problem by not allowing us to see and hear what we need to? 

… There is a lot of need in our world in these times. The greatest need though is learning how we can be more self sufficient in a balanced way in a world beset by anxious need. 

Humanity presently is all over the place. 

Unless we have a strong understanding of ourselves we will end up going nowhere even backwards. This need to understand ourselves is something that is not on the table of our priorities at the moment. Truth is it’s not even anywhere near the table. It’s something we just don’t want to, or even see a need, to address. 

You can bet that most think they know themselves. You reckon? 

If so many know themselves then why does the world look like it is heading to hell in a hand basket? Why are so many so unhappy? Why is so much not working as it should? Humanity presently is a facade of happiness. Something akin to Vegemite spread thin over unbuttered dry toast. 

Recently I travelled to New Zealand. I’m using the front door to Australia here as a valid example to illustrate a point. The people overseeing Sydney Airport are part of a locational culture that needs a complete re-addressing. I am not going to waste my time detailing all of the matters that need attention. That is the collective staffs job at that location. They are ultimately responsible for running Sydney Airport. THEY ARE RESPONSIBLE. What I will say is that this is a place that is so economically rationalised, so ad hoc, fragmented and half measured that it could be described as a blind obstacle course of human failure. Are the administrators kidding or what? 

How many barriers need to be put in our way to satisfy all of the demands? The poor staff while wearing their veneer masks of ‘niceness’ have to put up with the most God awful working conditions and the customer might just as well be regarded as processed cuts of sliced and diced rump steak. Sydney Airport is a meat processing factory showcasing a false efficiency. 

It is a concentration camp for those seeking more and getting less. The profit hungry need to be sent to prison for crimes against humanity. How needy and greedy can we get? 

A lady from America sidled “I’ve travelled around the world and it has been perfect but this is not good”. The point I’m making here is that we’re creating a world that rather than bringing us closer together is putting more barriers in our way leading to the removal of dignity and mutual respect. Ultimately towards a lack of self respect. We need to change ourselves and that means changing our values. 

Self examination should be No. 1 in the matters needing our attention. 

This is the NEW DIRECTION being addressed and explored here. 

If we don’t sort out ourselves then we have no future. 

And truly the front door to Australia isn’t Sydney Airport it’s yoo!

PIC: This was what was described and paid for as “The Works”* on one airline and what I ended up with when my flight was cancelled and I was transferred to another airline. Then I was left to wonder how do I sort this out? 

What is fair? ...Well that’s up to you buddy in this brave new careless world we’ve created. I reflected later that the fact I even got another flight in what we've made to be a masterly deceptive world was something to be grateful for… but it's still all not acceptable.

*In the advertising industry this is called “puffery”.

This country is on a path towards not being able to organise either a Sunday school picnic or a chook raffle. Presently things are a dog’s breakfast, insulting, demeaning, abhorrent even becoming uncivil. 

I mean who’d want to work in the aviation industry at present?

Nothing to engender pride in your working situation. The economics of it all are not working in a balanced way. 

Most everything that could go wrong did on the trip from Sydney to Wellington. The surface niceties are starting to wear very thin. But then we all want what we see as our rights and entitlements don’t we?  See it for what it is these are privileges now compromised by our want for more. We’re dumbing ourselves down to a point where mediocrity is the accepted norm. 

And the flight from Sydney to Wellington reminded me in no uncertain terms why I have never missed having children. Talk about screamers. I will say though that the NZ family did apologise to the suffering for the screamin’ banshee.

Time to sort-it-all-out.

We can’t have our cake, eat it too and then eye off someone else’s with a view to a kill. 

As much as we’d like to have it all we can’t. Those wanton days have gone.

PS I could have just as easily used as an example here the insular narrow “in” geek minded (rather than customer minded) IT industry, kamikaze bike riders on the footpaths, the self defeating concept of War, the ridiculously strained professional peer group challenged health industry, the climate change not so merry-go-round, what’s behind domestic violence? or how many other strands of our long overdue for an enema world society?…but I just happened to catch a plane at Sydney Airport which is as good an example as anything else.

That second Sydney Airport is so now overdue…do we really need to ask..."Why?" - NW

ANOTHER CHALLENGE FOR US ALL TO FACE...

RUNNING THE GAUNTLET OF SYDNEY AIRPORT. 

DO YOUR JOB. SORT-IT-OUT-PLEASE.

We try so hard to fly but all the baggage is weighing us down.

From: Neville Williams <n.b.williams@optusnet.com.au>

Subject:🔴SYDNEY LOOKS SILLY (ON FLYING TODAY)

Date: 5 May 2024 at 6:19:36 am AEST

To: COMMENT EDITOR SYDNEY MORNING HERALD <smhopinion@smh.com.au>

 

        STOP, LOOK & LEAP         

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🔴 NEW DIRECTION  Ed. No. 2 / 10 WAYS WE COULD BETTER SPEND OUR DEFENCE BUDGETS

WAR IS A WASTE OF EVERYTHING

10 WAYS WE COULD BETTER SPEND 

OUR DEFENCE BUDGETS.

1) Making projects that encourage us to choose not to live in fear & anger.

2) Consciously develop a plan for peace in our own individual lives.

3) Celebrating life!

4) Educating us on making better choices.

5) Changing the focus of our values from power and profit making to kindness development towards our own humanity.

 

6) Making taking responsibility for the self our priority. 

7) Engaging opposites to attract.

8) Taking better care of our Environment.

9) Knowing ourselves better.

10) (YOUR COMMENT HERE)

10 points are listed soldier.

9 are complete.

 

Let's hear your suggestion for

how yoo would better spend our Defence budgets. -NW

From: Neville Williams <n.b.williams@optusnet.com.au>

Subject: 🔴 10 WAYS WE COULD BETTER SPEND OUR DEFENCE BUDGETS

Date: 2 May 2024 at 10:43:42 am AEST

To: COMMENT EDITOR SYDNEY MORNING HERALD <smhopinion@smh.com.au>

        STOP, LOOK & LEAP         

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