Could be the low resolution/beards but I am honestly surprised at how similar everyone looks. I guess that’s how it is as an island aboriginal - not a lot of genes to mix
Ah yes, just a tiny 7,692,024 km2 island, just a quick 150km Kai Marina sailing trip from PNG and Indonesia.
Human genome studies continue to explore the the genetic diversity of indigenous Australians, as it’s a key to help understand early human migration. ABC summary of the genome report.
Australia is really not that much smaller than the lower 48 of the USA, and yet people (mostly Americans) seem to think it’s some tiny rural island.
They look pretty distinct to me, but different hairstyles and clothing, neither of which are plentiful here, are often more eye-catching in differentiating people at a glance.
Well, they all have the same expression on their faces, probably because there’s only one way to feel when you’re chained up and made to sit on the floor while someone takes your picture.
That enormous cockhole Rolf Harris sung about this in Tie Me Kangaroo Down, Sport like it was no big deal. And it was a huge hit and no one said anything.
I can’t speak for anyone else, but the lyrics you wrote are the only lyrics to the entire song that I know, and I’ve always thought it was just some weird gibberish. Granted, I’ve never actively listened to it or sought it out, I’ve only heard it in passing.
That’s intense! Imagine tipping over the point of no return and falling over 3x your hight, all while your feet and hips are strapped in place. No bailing from the stilts, no tuck and roll, just catching yourself like your landing the most insane jumping pushup, that is if your even falling face first.
The workers also don’t look too young. I wonder if this is sort of like the case of there being no bold, old pilots. Just seasoned workers who learn never to push their luck when balancing all day, or just folks who really learned how to take a fall early in their life.
And he might have ended up being a standup dude in another time.
That’s something that I think about often.
The average intelligence of the population of the world isn’t that great. Most people accept whatever reality is instilled in them. If you take a little baby and raise it up to think of some people as animals, they’ll probably never question it, and being surrounded only by people who accept that reality, they’ll never have a reason to question it. I very rarely meet a person who has ever really questioned their reality. It always surprised me when I do.
Most abolitionists came from a world where they were they weren’t exposed to slavery, so they were able to question it. Even then, only around 2% of the population were abolitionists, they just fought really hard for their cause until it rose up high enough to actually be considered for action.
I’m not even putting myself into that small group of people smart enough to question their reality. If I hadn’t grown up with the internet there’s a good chance I’d be a preacher in a Pentecostal holiness church somewhere. That small handful of people who question their reality help spread their questions to the idiot masses.
That’s why I admire people who fight for positive change above all other people. They fight an uphill battle daily. Sometimes they win big and I’m grateful they do.
One of my kids came out as gay. I grew up in a very homophobic environment in the 70s. I would quite often called timid people puffs etc. Sometimes around my kids, because that was how I grew up. You discouraged timid behaviour to stop them getting bullied. Realising one of your kids is gay was a real eye opener for me as to how bad these phrases are.
I would never treat a gay person differently. I just saw it as an expression that was common when I was young, and also in the environment I worked in. For context, I used to play squash with a guy from work, who everyone was convinced was gay. He actually got married in a heterosexual relationship a few years later, but whether he was or wasn’t never bothered me. This ofc doesn’t excuse the practise, it just shows how warped I was.
General Sherman early in life was quite alright with slavery and a casual racist against Black people, and later became an ardent anti-racist (at least, anti-racist with regards to anti-Black racism). He noted, some years after the US CIvil War, when asked by younger folk how so many people could have blithely accepted slavery, that man is more a creature of habit than originality.
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