This past week PCBYCP have touched on sexism, discrimination, racism, the tribulations of an aspiring writer, reports of our AGM and much more!
But first a word from Errol: “I crave the indulgence of my senses but this is countered by an interior desire that is even keener than my senses to know the meaning of things.” From My Wicked Wicked Ways, by Errol Flynn 1959.

It’s Julia Season!  Yes, finally we realised how passively complicit we have been in remaining silent when so many resort to sexist comment and lies.  We started the week with a satirical poem exploring the vitriol poured on our Prime Minister – here.  Then followed this up with a piece on discrimination in the schoolyard in the sixties – here.  
Our third piece was made up almost entirely of the Judge’s comments in a racial discrimination case that News Limited commentator Andrew Bolt lost.  That Bolt still regularly appears on our Public Broadcaster the ABC is strange.  Oh, I wont say more – read the piece here and glance at our image.

We changed tack completely on Thursday with another lucid piece from Ira Maine, modestly titled “The Great Work”.  Get to know Ira better by reading it here.

Friday brought the piece we’ve been waiting for – a full and uncensored account of the Passive Complicity AGM.  Reading this piece (here) may bring you to the notice of ASIO or some other body that takes our security and privacy.    Seriously.  

This week’s Musical Dispatch From the Front illustrated more duplicity, stupidity and repression. “Several Dispatches ago I told you about the plane load of bureaucrats that landed on Yuendumu airstrip. The bureaucrats attended an unattended meeting….”  Read more here

“The Country Anywhere Race on Races”, a  poem by Lionel Fogarty wrapped up the week.  Here

Quentin has fled to France.  Perchance we will receive a missive from him in the very near future.

Cheers

Cecil Poole