Then everybody assimilated and fit into the ‘Australian culture’. If
someone entered the country illegally they would be dealt the full force of the
law; now we generously provide for them and prioritise in cases of unjust acts
based on race. With the influx of all people from all corners of the earth it
is being made a lawful directive the Australian people assimilate into the way
of life of the many minority groups rather than the other way around. Problems
with such inequitable rationale is the abundance of people entering from other
civilizations bring with them different traditions, customs, ethics,
philosophies and religions. Hence, as each group opposes Australian customs in
favour of their own practices the many varied beliefs provides for confusion in
laws and social harmony. Religion and apparel in schools, ‘Santa Claus’,
‘Christmas’, ‘Easter’, nursery rhymes like ‘baa baa black sheep’ and terms such
as ‘gollywog’ or the courtesy for the ‘Queen’ and her Anthem or the now
‘Australian Anthem’, are all going unnoticed as they change or are changing to
suit different minority groups. Some of these groups show offensive and
xenophobic behaviours towards Australia,
they can burn the Australian flag and call out discriminative names as they see
fit, but one dare not openly oppose their laws or creed or burn their
discipline. You go to another country and you are forced to show compliance and
act accordingly to their rules and regulations, and rightly so, the same rules
were apparent for those entering Australia when Don was a child.
Nowadays, it seems the core values of the past appear evermore eroded by a
changing society being desensitized in the manifestation of expression and
forced upon them is a binding yet distorted tolerance. Australians are becoming
marionettes to foreign ideals, religious goals, political rapacity and affluent
entrepreneurs to experience a festering subjugation; thus leading to the loss
of Australian values to external coercions.
As individuals from other cultures take lead positions in Australia in education, religion and
political authority, intolerances to freedom will escalate as each group
contests ‘Australian’ beliefs to preserve their own customs. Separatism already
opposes local ecclesiastical laws, cultural harmony, and political unions as it
once stood, unlike before the ‘50’s’ when patriotism was emblematic of the
nation. Today Don may be confused and in awe of the results of his own
upbringing, but he can be appreciative of the circumstances and living
conditions the few years his childhood offered. In youth he was not privy to
the constraints and rituals of today’s involved world because growing up in a
rural environment gave his parents a safe haven to raise children (as they
thought). Those ‘good old days’, a term for which the ethical and disciplined
past emphasizes what adults today relate to when they describe the correct
influence for a good upbringing. So how did it go so wrong for Don? What was
the catalyst which sent him on the road to hell? And could it have been
avoided? The values and attitudes within Don’s infancy so far conveyed in this
short prelude, later offer question whether or not ignorance and the lack of
knowledge was a reason for performing the sins he did. And if it be true evil
is inherent in all of us from birth, then could this together with such an
upbringing explain why he did not control his inner conflict? The Spartans,
Attila the Hun, the Vikings, Hitler and many others add perplexity in reply to
this question. One could argue, no matter in what environment, history has
confirmed there poses an unquestionable iniquity in all walks of life and in
all types of situations.
In this book I have mixed facts with fiction and told many anecdotes as
well as I can remember, all reminiscent of photographs shown and of yarns told.
But like most narratives there needed an accelerator in life to impart those
stories, for me the mechanism which got this book started was a form of diary,
tatty records I jotted in my teens providing now the memories of past
behaviours of Don Scotsdon, his family, friends, enemies and experiences. These
facts, mixed with fabrication and imagination, will I hope provide
entertainment and insight into his tolerance for the debauchery, stupidities,
dangers, and immoral actions he became involved in. And I ingeminate upon the
reader, this book and the course of the stories are mostly of notional vagaries
in the life of Don. There are nonfictional elements I tell from personal
experiences to base my works, and I do consider the possibilities of the
reality of the fictional tales to be very feasible because from the core of the
beginning we are all related to the generations before and since time began
there remains few matters exclusive or without equal. In Don’s upbringing,
being uninformed and void of worldly knowledge due to isolation of abode,
sanctioned independence which allowed for a less worrisome existence;
supposedly?
There are so many unanswerable questions as to why Don followed the path
he did, and as you read and maybe identify with his gloom, joy, beliefs and
background, I hope you enjoy adding opinion to some of those questions. So as I
begin a part of Don’s journey through life I question those old-fogeyish ideals
of the ‘good old days’, when times were less troublesome, people behaved with
decorum, and everyone allegedly acted with moral justifications.
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