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From: | Harold Rivers |
Subject: | diligently |
Date: | Tue, 22 Aug 2006 12:58:43 +0300 |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() I try to kid myself that I care about mankind and
its destiny.
So it is when one individual seeksabsolutely to
love, or trust, another. In the suitcase two cabbages and half a pumpkin. But he
wont be asking even the British to go to bedwith him.
You hear it over and over again from the Diggers
here.
It buzzed venomously into the air, lookingvery
unsafe and wanting to fall in the sea. She never acquiesced in theUNCREATEDNESS of
the new country, the rawness, the slovenliness.
He spoke with a peculiar kind of bitterness, that
showed passion too.
Themasters and chiefs carefully watched the
response to all propositions atall open discussions.
Struthers watched him as if he would read his soul.
But it seems to me socialism hasnt got the spark in it to make
arevolution.
There isnt muchnewness in MAN, whatever the
country. I suppose a man was born to give in, said he, with laconic good humourand
obstinacy. Youjust walk out of the world and into Australia.
I know as far as money goes you wont be hard. What
makes YOU fuss with Kangarooand Struthers, Jaz?
Whitman said the next, broader, more unselfish
rockshould be the Love of Comrades. As for instanceWillie Struthers at this
minute.
Richard called at the General Post-office in
MartinPlace. Somers then mentioned Jazs proposition, of a red revolution
first.
You can throwAustralians chaff, and theyll laugh at
it.
Idont really know how much it is
feasible.
You know that Labour is stronger here, perhaps,
moreunopposed than in any country in the world.
Now hes got this machine of his own,hes quite right
to make something for himself if he can.
It wants a deep, fresh nature, and Im too
stale.
What a fool you look, he said aloud to
her.
It is one of the conditionsof being
human.
He nodded to the two men as theyentered, but did
not speak nor rise from his desk.
Also one of his thin shoulders wasnoticeably higher
than the other.
Of course youhad to poke your head into the bush if
you thought there was a towel onit. Man-and-woman love is a disaster nowadays.
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