Fast Buck$, Coorabell
Little Swedish teenager Greta Thunberg put on a memorable performance at the United Nations climate event last week and I hope someone does a T-shirt or a bumper sticker of her angry face with the words ‘how dare you!’ emblazoned on it.
The bit that most resonated with me however was her bitter remark that she should be in school; clearly her childhood was, in effect, stolen due to the wilful negligence of the older generation. The other end of the scale, of course, at my age I should be kicking back and enjoying my medications – but instead I’ve spent years bashing fruitlessly at the solid wall of blinkered denial that the local Greens have sadly degenerated into. It’s exhausting and demoralising; They never refute what I have to say, just ignore it and hope it will go away. Definitely I’ve been tempted. I used to be able to inject a bit of humour into my presentations, but more and more all the anger just takes over.
That’s what happened to me walking past the council chambers a couple of weeks ago when I spotted the mayor being interviewed by a couple of guys. I called out loudly as I passed.
Then at last week’s Council meeting he annoyed me by petulantly refusing to answer a valid question validly put. It was the content that no doubt caused the petulance: I wanted to know if he was going to renominate at the elections next year and if he would run as an independent instead of cashing in on past Greens glories on the Greens bandwagon.
Alternatively if he did not intend to run, would he consider quitting immediately so we could have a by-elected new mayor that we could observe in action for a few months before we commited to a four year term?
How reasonable a question is that?