Was walking down King St, Newtown, Sunday night, a bit sad, thinking won’t ever see it like this again. Several businesspeople crying standing in their doorways looking up and down the street too. Old timers having last drinks at the pubs, sitting by themselves, social distancing. Will have to order takeaway from Clem’s for my fix. Oh, for the days when wondering when Happy Chef would reopen was my biggest concern.
Went to do the Fair Play stall at Mardi Gras Fair Day in Victoria Park. Mingled with fairgoers, handing out info cards with links to drug rights and details for free legal advice if partygoers are busted by cops with sniffer dogs.
With the news, just three days ago, that police had set an annual quota of 250,000 strip searches, everyone in the inner west is pretty upset at the moment, since we’ve been corralled when exiting from Newtown Train Station, just so police can search us to tick their boxes.
Fair Play was set up after the bashing of Jamie Jackson by police in 2013. Read the latest updates if you are wanting to party safely. [I’ve been involved since the initiative started in 2013, due to many partying friends suffering serious misadventures and deaths.]
Went round to David’s where he served exotic chocolate, 3 types of cheese and crackers, and a dip he’d found a recipe for in the back of a Fitness First magazine — beetroot, beans and garlic so we can all die healthy.
Luke’s little dog Crackpot stole the show, wanting cuddles. (Luke was away, returning to Mallacoota to retrieve his van after their earlier bushfire evacuation aboard HMAS Choules.)
I liked Diana, Casey and Vanessa. Word from our man on the ground at the Gold Coast, Angus, was that the crowd faves were Vanessa and Casey.
They also held raffles and sold cupcakes, lamingtons and spicy winter mocktails.
David Joseph, a long-time member of the Cafe choir, organised the event, which raised about $4000.
After, we headed back to Newtown to discuss the state of the world at Sir Braxton’s Chocolate Bar over hot chocolate.
The Hunger Project funds an Unleashed Women program which empowers women through education, microfinance, agriculture and health, with the skills, knowledge and resources they need to break the poverty cycle. All of the money raised go towards ending hunger in Africa, India and Bangladesh.
Went to a NAIDOC event at the University of Sydney, with the theme: ‘Voice. Treaty. Truth.’
Keynote speaker Teela Reid, a proud Wiradjuri and Wailwan woman born and raised by a single mum in Gilgandra western NSW, told us of her journey from a PE teacher to lawyer and United Nations representative. Now she practices criminal, civil and administrative law and was involved as a Working Group leader on the Constitutional dialogue process that resulted in the Uluru Statement from the Heart. The Statement calls for the voices of First Nations people to be enshrined in the Australian Constitution, and have a say in laws and policies.
I helped write and edit this Stolen Generation plaque, prominently displayed at Central Station. Was a privilege to be asked to be involved and was grateful for the opportunity. (In particular, the second par: “Some of these children never made it home, living their lives disconnected from their families and not knowing their true heritage.”)
Was at the official unveiling six months ago, when many of the Stolen Generation were present, truth-telling stories of being dragged away from their siblings on Platform 1, crying and screaming.