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Frank Howson's news, views and opinions.

  1. THE STATE OF PLAY



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    Let me break the news to those who haven’t awakened yet to the terrible reality of politics. There is no Left or Right anymore. There is just the craven lust for power and to keep the globalists happy in their bid to create a New World Order. By the way, this vision of an Utopian world may not include you or I, unless we make a heap of money rather quickly.

    Of course the Left Wing Parties will still campaign on the pitch that they’ll raise taxes so that us little folk will get looked after but after they’re elected the bundle made out of increased taxes won’t trickle down to us but will be squandered on incompetence, stupid decisions, and their campaign to be re-elected.
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    Updated 7th November 2016 at 01:54 PM by Mick Pacholli

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  2. BOBBY DARIN AND THINGS (like a walk in the park)

    Bobby Darin sacrificed himself to entertain us. Public adulation gave him life through one vein as much as it took from another. Once you’ve awakened that sleeping beast it can never be conquered – only lived with until that fateful day when your body becomes still from the exhaustion of hanging on too long.
    Bobby now sits at a table with Hank Williams and they discuss loneliness and lost highways that bring you to nowhere. Oh Father where is art in thou heaven? And why did you allow us to break our backs working in the fields only to have our crops contaminated by the ignorance of others?
    Strike me down for uttering the truth.
    Strike me down with the pain of living it.
    Strike me down with the regret that I could’ve ...

    Updated 18th October 2016 at 09:45 AM by Rob Greaves

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  3. EMPTY

    I woke with an immense feeling of emptiness. Perhaps it’d been brewing for years and things had gnawed me until I was hollow. I got out of bed and summoned the strength to walk to the window and look outside. I saw empty streets, empty freeways, empty bridges, empty buildings and empty skies. I considered the thought that I may be dead. Perhaps there is no heaven, just another dimension filled with familiar surroundings and this was my location in which I could spend eternity trying to make some sense of the life i’d lived. What was most surprising was that I felt nothing. No panic, concern, fear – nothing.
    I switched on the TV but all I got was static. After a few moments I started to find it entertaining. Then mesmerizing. ...
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  4. RAY’S LAST STAND



    Ray Macky sat at a table for one. He was used to it by now. It wasn’t like the old days. In those days it had been tables for two, or four or twenty-four. He’d been wildly popular in his younger days. In those times he thought it’d been due to his personal charm but now looking back from the cruel vantage point of having lived too long he saw it for what it was – he’d had success and that’d brought truck loads of money in its wake. He must’ve wined and dined every opportunist in town and even married some of them. He’d enjoyed the crème de la crème of the beautiful and sexy who were, at their hearts, the very worst of humanity. Had he learned anything ...

    Updated 12th June 2016 at 01:16 PM by Blain Crellin

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  5. OWN

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    I’ve never understood you

    But then again, I don’t understand me

    I got caught up in a tide

    That swept me out to sea

    All I ever wanted

    Was a place to call my own

    To find my way home

    But I always wake up here

    On my own.

    Words & Artwork (c) Frank Howson 2016



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    Updated 16th May 2016 at 01:46 PM by Mick Pacholli

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  6. ALL I KNOW IS THIS.

    All I know is this. Politicians, mostly, stand for one thing, and one thing only – being elected.  Those who genuinely dare to make a difference and can’t be bought – are in danger of their lives. And will either be killed by a bullet or a smear campaign.

    All I know is this. Jesus, whether he was the Messiah, the Son of God, a gifted rabbi, or just another madman in the wilderness, preached a message of love and forgiveness – regardless of the translations, the interpretations or the Chinese whispers – his message, and the price he paid for it, are worthy of my respect, and love.

    All I know is this. Shakespeare has the perfect quote to describe any condition of human nature. So does ...
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  7. THE RELUCTANT LEAVING (Dedicated to P.F. Sloan)

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    You say you’re leavin’
    And you know it ain’t fair
    Every day I wake unto this world
    I’m gonna hurt that you’re not there
    But God knows best
    And God is good
    If you believe in Him
    Tonight I wish I could
    We said our goodbyes
    And now we can’t take ’em back
    The last time I saw your smiling face
    We didn’t see the sky turn black
    We laughed too loud
    And hugged too long
    You saw the best in me
    Even when I was wrong
    You’ve been cryin’
    ’cause you don’t want to go
    And I’ve been lyin’
    Pretending I didn’t know
    Now all the days of my life
    All the days of my life
    I’m gonna be grieving
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  8. CHRISTMAS IN ST. KILDA

    Harry Grivens had inherited it from his mother. An obsessive excitement about all things Christmas. His mother, Mary, would start her Christmas shopping January every year, her secret way of accruing all the magical gifts that dwarfed her illuminated pine tree every 25th. of December. From her meagre budget she miraculously produced gifts for her children, her husband, her relatives, friends, and even homeless people she had struck up conversations with on the street.
    Harry had always said he found the spirit of Christmas in her eyes, which brimmed with tears of joy as she handed out her gifts to each and every one. He called her Mary Christmas.
    Now here he was, a boy grown into a man, an old man, rushing around his little rented ...
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  9. NAPOLEON IN DEFEAT

    I don’t know where I’m going
    But I’m starting here
    I dueled with my demons
    And conquered my fear
    I’d reached a place
    Where I was at peace with myself
    And the joy that that brought
    Meant more to me than wealth
    To sit in the garden
    and feel the sun on my face
    Was to reach an unknown destination
    And yet to know this place
    But you crashed through my door
    With your bag of moods
    And a bottle of water
    That you’d stolen from Lourdes
    Escaping from a man
    That’d unfriended you
    And his songs of misery
    That’d all come true
    I don’t know where I’m going
    But I’m starting here ...
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  10. POLITICAL CORRECTNESS



    Political Correctness has pretty much killed humour. There are now whole areas of human behaviour and difference that can no longer be commented upon lest one risk the chance of being blacklisted. No pun intended. I was brought up to believe Senator Joe McCarthy was a bad man. But, ironically, his ghost is alive and well and seemingly stronger than ever.

    There was one comedian, or social commentator, Lenny Bruce, who literally paid with his life for daring to push down the walls of conservatism by shining a spotlight on the absurdity and hypocrisy of it all. His legacy survived for a few decades and passed the torch onto such comedians
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    Updated 30th October 2015 at 01:02 AM by Mick Pacholli

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  11. POLITICAL CORRECTNESS

    Political Correctness has pretty much killed humour. There are now whole areas of human behaviour and difference that can no longer be commented upon lest one risk the chance of being blacklisted. No pun intended. I was brought up to believe Senator Joe McCarthy was a bad man.  But, ironically, his ghost is alive and well and seemingly stronger than ever.
    There was one comedian, or social commentator, Lenny Bruce, who literally paid with his life for daring to push down the walls of conservatism by shining a spotlight on the absurdity and hypocrisy of it all. His legacy survived for a few decades and passed the torch onto such comedians as Bill Hicks, George Carlin, Richard Pryor, Joan Rivers, Sam Kenison, Bill Cosby, Eddie Murphy, Robin ...
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  12. SHEK-O BEACH





    It had been 50 years since Bill Cassell had set foot on Shek-O Beach in Hong Kong. He was still a young man when he’d walked onto these sands all those years ago. Although well preserved he’d lost along the way all those things that define you as a young man – ambitions, dreams, hope, confidence and the infinite belief that everything would work out for the best. Now he stood on this empty beach clinging to his last remaining hope. A hope so thin and futile he felt ashamed at how pathetic he’d become in his old age.

    50 years ago on this beach he’d been stopped by a young Chinese girl selling hats. He’d looked at her and everything
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  13. But Then Again..

    I hate it when the TV screams at me for things I haven’t done. It’s worse than the ticking of the clock that’s always resented the time I wasted on you. The toaster purposely burns my bread having seen me being too familiar with the microwave. So many appliances in this room hold grudges over what can’t be redone.
    Sometimes it gets lonely here so I go out to meet other lonely souls. Then I bring them home and leave. Who wants people like that in your home?
    I remember a childhood when there was always something cooking. And always an argument brewing. My father was a small man who made his presence felt. His battles with himself and those he loved were legendary and unmade us all.
    Sometimes when I think ...
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  14. R.I.P



    Killed by the slow moving internet connection.
    Killed by the small print.
    Killed by the waiting.
    Killed by the people who never showed up.
    Killed by the opportunities lost.
    Killed by never being fully understood.
    Killed by the loss of parents.
    Killed by the orphanage.
    Killed by never finding your way home again. .
    Killed by too much false love.
    Killed by too many people asking how you are but not wanting the answer.
    Killed by being too honest.
    Killed by too many battles fought alone.
    Killed by reading between the lines.
    Killed in your sleep.
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  15. EULOGY FOR ALEX SCOTT





    The most precious things in the world are those things that are irreplaceable in our lives. We are gathered here today to say farewell to one. Irreplaceable in his talent. Irreplaceable in our hearts. Irreplaceable in his truth. There’s a lyric in a Jackson Browne song that says, “Does it take a death to learn what a life is worth?” No. Not in this case. I think we were all aware at every stage just what Alex Scott was worth in our lives. I will miss that golden voice that could even make the reading of the telephone book sound profound. I will miss his shining talent that I was honoured to have witnessed in full flight. But most of all ...
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