This guy Frank Hardy the author, above, was a great pleasure to meet !
He introduce me, through writings, to the Aborigines in NT, and brought me to the Melbourne Cup, the 2nd of November 1982.
My other mentor was the richest girl Australia ever had. She show me the other side of the "coin". Living in her place in Woollahra was of course a great experience.
My 3rd mentor was a Great godlike religious professor at theSydney University, and later also my best man, at the time. He introduce me for the very first time to an aborigines person . That person said arrogantly to me : "Do you know my background mate?"
New in Australia and silly as I was, I answered him: " Yeah man, a bookshelf !", as we meet in the library in the University.
Did I forget Jill Scott, the artist ? ... or my lecture at the Australian Film Commision in North Ryde 1987.
In fact I meet my old friend Natasha Alexandrovna Princess Jusopov's daughter Katarina Munthe in Sydney the very same day and had a nice lunch in Watson Bay.
A months later I was invited to have a dinner with my ex-wifes schoolmate and friend, Rose Lang Hancock and Mr. Hancock from Perth but my mother died, in Sweden so I have to cancel it.
Unfortunately the Swedish SAS Airlines could not arrange a flight for me back to Sweden, despite my full insurance, so I left for Papua New Guinea to work on my new project, "Body Painting", financed by the Swedish Government.
Rose gave me her own video production " Hancock Legacy" later and wanted to finance a graphic portfolio. Ewwww.
Sometimes I really hate to remember....
Yeah, shit happens...
...but one day..........
Ten years later I suggested Paul Keating in Townsville on a dinner, that it should be possible to be an Australian Citizen without making an oath to the Queen. We had a written correspondence on that issue and later on he got it through the Parliament. When I later asked him to be that very first Australian Citizen, on my conditions I proposed him , his senior advisor (Bolkus) said to me in a letter 1993, that he could not promise that. I can prove this matter.
Once it was a public meeting 1990/91 on Magnetic Island - approx. 200 people - I suggested to hand-over the beach land of Florence Bay to the National Park. The meeting on the Island was recorded by the media. It was a completely new proposal I gave. The very next day The Mayor of the Townsville Cr Tony Mooney, made my proposal to his own and was "riding" on the frontpages in the local media, for the next 14 days, witten by Mooney's close friend at the Townsville Bulletin.
Florence Bay beach was returned to the National Park Authority!
I was also invited to the Palm Island, as I had suggested them to make up a Family Tree of their ancestors. I aslo wrote to the Royal Commision and complain about the living standard on that poor Island 1990.
So, the sense moral is simply: "Good on you mate!!"
(I am sorry for the grammar, about all this writings, but you know...
I am not a fucking silly academic...), spelling, grammar and semantic bulldust is not a priority in my life.
Nevertheless Dr. Dale Spender at James Cook University recently (2005) expressed it this way:
' all this rubbish which is talked about spelling for instance. correct spelling was only invented because of the printing press. before that spelling had no importance whatsoever. chakespeare spelled his name 16 different ways and nobody said he was illiterate '