freediver wrote on Feb 19
th, 2013 at 8:45pm:
Perhaps this is why Chard has such trouble recognising any novelty in this war. He can't even see it happening.
Perhaps.
But there are a lot of dangerous perhapses.
Perhaps this is peace in our time. Perhaps they will not cut my head off if I smile at them. Perhaps I should put on the veil to keep the peace. Perhaps I should not publish that cartoon, that essay, stage that play, have that conference. Perhaps it's my fault that they can't take a joke.
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps. All very dangerous perhapses.
Not quite Doris Day, is it? In the 60s it was an exciting fissure to come across a Mediterranean, Italian, foreign chappie. It was all garlic, hairnets, strong coffee and Cinzano.
Now, foreign means slaughtering a goat for Ramadan in the bathtub on the third floor, demanding veiling an cliteroctomy for women, and beheading for anyone who thinks ill of any of this- or the wafting smell of curry for breakfast, lunch and dinner, turbans and pajamas, if you are lucky.
Australian customs, habits, traditions? Don't ever mention them coz you're a racist if you do.