My Australian Story

Australia just couldn’t compete with other civilisations for my attention. It has no Declaration of Independence, Exodus, or Battle of Thermopylae.

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I never felt proud to be an Australian until I saw Sydney harbour.

There were days when I would have keelhauled anyone who disrespected the Australian flag. That was during my fascistic youth when I read Oswald Mosley, wanted a Napoleon bust in my bedroom, and was once tempted to put on a swastika armband, but that was jing…