I’m on Nick Xenephon’s side. I’m totally worried, Freaked out by the census.

Nick’s on the job. Protecting us from Big Brother!

It arrived on my door step last week. I left it there, as it was threatening. Unlike what I’d been promised, the informal ‘To the houselholder’, mine just came in a suspicious green envelope with ‘Australian Bureau of Statistics’ written on it. And if that wasn’t enough to scare the be-jesus outta me, I noticed that it had been left there, when I was out. It confirmed in one instance what Nick and his team had already suggested, that somewhere, big brother was following me. I was being shadowed by the state, and there was nothing I could do about it. To be processed and in two seconds flat have my soul incarcerated by BIG GOVERNMENT.

Malcolm’s on the Job. Protecting us from Climate Science!

You see it’s all very well knowing that every time I pick up the phone, or use the computer, i’m being tracked, because that’s just day to day stuff. I know that the emails I get are tailored to someone knowing what I’m looking at, what i’m reading, and what peculiar habits may be linked to a market orientated search engine that just want my raw data for processing. But this is different. This is government, And I ask myself, what has the government ever done for me? Allright I know they paid for my education, got it all for free, and they paid for my healthcare, not that i’m unfit, and in between they paid more or less for roads, aqueducts, (a dip to Life of Brian) and everything I use on a daily basis, but this is a just a step too far.

Government Propoganda Census Poster. Doesn’t the security mesh all over the windows suggest real fear and loathing? The children were counselled afer the contact.

And I’m glad Australian’s are waking up to it. I’m sure our recently elected member of One Nation, Malcolm Roberts would have a view on it. It’s just that Nick’s team got onto it first, but I reckon like the false claims of climate science, and the race hate laws, he’d have a pretty strong view that the Census is just a step too far. Sooner it’s closed down and the forces of planning are just left to big business, the better off we’d all be. So, with trembling fingers I opened the census, and was shocked. They want to know what my name is, where I live, and how much I earn. How invasive of privacy is that! Then they want to know what I do for a crust, am I an owner or a renter, and this is the clincher, whether i’m working or not.

Big Brother hauling off to the gulag, a citizen who filled out their census form incorrectly.

That’s when I threw it in the bin. ‘Worthless rubbish’!! I cried, and having burnt the forms, taken the ash, and buried it, lest the census forensic team, (there’s sure to be hundreds roaming free as I write, ) find it, and fine me. I am safe in the knowledge, like Nick and his team that if it weren’t for smaller parties being able to express an opinion outside the “mainstream” we’d all be on a file somewhere, and processed just like numbers, and in doing so lose our souls to BIG GOVERNMENT.

Now I can get back to filling out the market research form sent to me by Roy Morgan. They’re experts in what really makes society work. The lady was really nice, and you win a cash prize of ten thousand dollars if you’re a successful entry. Gotta get all the boxes ticked, and it took me over an hour to finish the survey. And at the end, the lady over the phone thanked me and told me I was helping Australia. Made me feel very good, that occasionally you can be apart of the big picture. There’s comfort in that.