Ken Nicholson (Echonetdaily 1 Sep) objects to being called a ‘leaner’. Of course you are not a ‘leaner’ Ken, in fact you are a ‘lifter’ and a heavy weight one at that.
During the war you weren’t sitting around sipping lattes and whinging about the high cost of overseas flights. In the post war years you weren’t flashing around in the family’s second car. My bet is that you were not lazing around your fancy swimming pool, taking holidays in expensive resorts, or fussing your poor tired head about where to hang the second, third and fourth flat screen television.
It’s probable that you played golf or bowls at your home club once a week and didn’t even imagine a Play Station 2, 3, 4, whatever! You rang your relatives on a public phone until you could afford a single unreliable fixed line phone at home. A picture once a month, a dinner at the local RSL once or twice a year, a beer on Friday after work, a book from the library and the odd ice cream for the kids, life was good.
No Ken, you weren’t leaning but what were you doing? Well strangely you were working hard (probably for a pittance!) and saving your money. Your taxes and savings and the additional profits being made by the companies who capitalised on your skill and hard work, were invested by the government and various companies in building industry and infrastructure.
You weren’t grandstanding with cheap political claims about being the infrastructure government, you were actually doing it. Guess where the fancy highways, airports, railways and ports came from. Where did the the fancy jobs that buy the flat screen televisions, the expensive cell phones and computers, the resort holidays and the overseas trips come from?
They were all built on the solid basis that you and your kind were building, the basis of the modern world. The treasurer and his ilk have been bludging on your hard work and the constant sacrifices of you and your family, for most of their lives.
The facts of the matter are that having become addicted to the good life you created for them, they now want to bludge upon what’s left of your pension and super as well as any savings you put away for a rainy day.
You know a bludger is a bludger, is a bludger, can’t break the habit. We can’t afford the welfare bill for all those oldies can we! God forbid that anyone should have to give up a few luxuries and pay their taxes.
Had you taken their attitude Ken, you would have saved all those expensive welfare expenses for child endowment, schools and hospitals and playgrounds. You would have aborted the whole generation, and gone on to have a good time spending the fruits of your labour and personal sacrifices on yourself.
Problem is that you are a lifter, a stupid, generous, big-hearted lifter. A provider for you family, a visionary, a lover of people and your society. Lean on Ken, you’ve earned your break, bugger the bludgers.
Vince Kean, Murwillumbah