Good news for the Murray Darling.
The Morrison government has been copping quite a bit of stick lately for they tardy response to climate change. They’ve been criticised for sitting on their hands in regard to coral bleaching and the death of the Great Barrier Reef. They’ve been seen worshipping unelected lumps of coal on the floor of parliament, and they’ve been absolutely silent on the death of irreplaceable fauna and flora as Tassie burns.
On every front they’re silent. And why? Because they’re too compassionate for little animals and Gods creatures. Their silence is not an admission of guilt for letting entire eco-systems die. It’s an expression of the humility and grace they give to departing creatures under the all seeing mantle of a Christian, (some may say decidedly Catholic) GOD.
They are spewing as they grant licences to Adani to despoil on a scale unprecedented.They only do it because they know it is mankind’s destiny via the Old Testament to establish progress. And consequently the extinction of humans as species in the long term. It is Gods WILL.
So spare a thought for their silence,
Their silence is DEEP.
On climate change, Tony Abbott is hoping that Zali Steggal will defeat him. To release him from the burden of caring as “Santas little helper” for all creatures great and small. Tony weeps for little creatures, unborn kiddies and aborigines. That’s why he’s special envoy. Cos he knows how the weak, the unprotected, the vulnerable have feelings. Poor Tony, that’s why he understands women. That’s why he wants to nurture those few aboriginals not yet in jail and why in all his humility, he worships the Catholic Boys Daily, (the Australian) in lock step with Lord Rupert of Murdoch. He has principles that are held through common bond of understanding that beyond an all seeing God, that COAL IS GOOD FOR HUMANITY! Via God’s telephone he can communicate directly with his patron Saint Bob of Santamaria and steer the Coalition closer to the edict of the DLP. To govern for all of us, though the divine wisdom of very old and conservative white men.
So be sympathetic.
The Murray Darling is dying. Just an open sewer at the end of a cotton production line. For Tone, it‘s a new beginning. He and his colleagues have a plan. To transport the few remaining fish to a dam somewhere.
We don’t know which dam this is. Which veritable Eden will sustain them. But we do know this, that with Gods blessing those lucky few fish may be saved. This is environmental direct action. Smooth the pillow for a dying eco system, as was done before. Find a safe place of refuge, with proper supervision and guidelines aimed at protecting them. Then, once established in remote, disconnected isolated outreach of humanity somewhere in the vastness. Throw away the key and walk away, because those fish chose to uphold that lifestyle. To die. For their own good.