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Some blog posts have made it to TTS audio and vids on Youtube, Rumble and Odysee. They’re pretty rudimentary vids because I have little time to make them and because I don’t have more time to research decent editing software right now. I usually don’t care to show my face often, “gatekeeping my own hotness,” as they say. LOL I also don’t care to flash my image around because what I have to say matters more than what I look like.

Last year I gained and lost a beautiful friendship. One which frustrated me and made me laugh, gave me an opportunity to give someone else some relief in the life they were living. I didn’t lose the friendship because he and I fought or we lost touch. I don’t have him around because he died. In a few days, it will be his birthday. This time last year, he was telling me that I needed to send him a present or a card that could travel to the UK and fit in the slit in his door that functioned as a letterbox.

I took my time, I was busy, I couldn’t send anything, but I don’t feel guilty about that because when I finally did get around to sending him a card, it was the best timing it could have been. It was a couple of weeks before he passed away…and the joy it gave him, in that rough time, was more than I could have asked for.

I have since cried many times.

Grief is a motherfucker.

And grief is love with no longer a place to go.

It hits you out out nowhere and through words someone says, or your memory, or even a short film on YouTube. This short film breaks me every time. The accuracy is very hard-hitting. The first few weeks without messages from him on the way to work…

I’m worried the shitty vid won’t be at all near anything acceptable but I did it in one take because I couldn’t sit through a second.

Anywhooo it’s going up on the 28th.

Dedicated to Rob. The foxy stoat, himself.

THIS IS THE VID: https://odysee.com/@EverEdenAuthor:5/Walkingyouhome:8

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Fine. (The Depp trial)

UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Errrybody got an opinion on Amber Heard.

I didn’t want to write about this but I may as well because everyone else seems to need to amplify their opinion and some of theirs are really shite.

I knew famous guy Johnny Depp had married some lady. I know of Johnny Depp’s work from older days, when I worshipped the holy trinity; Depp, Elfman and Burton. Any movie with those three meant awesomeness. I hadn’t seen much else of his work. I, like everyone else on the planet, saw the first couple of Pirates of the Carribbean movies, and I even have a pair of underwear with the franchise title written on the ass and a skull and cross bones on the front.

I had no idea who Amber Heard was prior to the circus that has played out the last few years. I thought maybe she was a model we’d never heard about because she was semi-famous in some European country, you know like how Leo D’caprio dates all those much younger model-types. I don’t care about Pedowood, and it’s been a lonnnnng time since I’ve found anyone there attractive, or even to be a good actor. The last time I was speechless about someone’s acting ability, it was a few kids in some horror movies, and I’ll always have a special spot for Jon Bernthal.

HE IS SO BADASS!!!!!!

So, yes, no idea who this broad was. I saw a few pics of them together online, but I didn’t care. I also heard rumblings of her accusing him of something…or…something? Again, didn’t know enough to care and I was busy living my own life.

But this trial…it was a popcorn-fest.

I watched all of it. After watching the entire Kyle Rittenhouse saga, I was hooked on more court proceedings. I’ve always liked observing them but why not sign up to watch a celebrity circus this time? Hey, at least I wasn’t those women lining up outside the court to get a glimpse of someone I found attractive in the 90’s in the midst of some teenage angst and burgeoning sexuality or something.

When you’re in Australia, time difference is a pain in the ass, but I stayed up as late as I could, catching 3 hours sleep before my slave gig and then coming home to watch replays of the few hours I’d missed. It was interesting and entertaining, and not just because of my field of study, although watching court proceedings is helpful. It was a mind-boggling parade of vacuous, empty vessels with dead looks on their faces testifying for the defense, and the prosecution featured a cast of characters that were almost cliche’d caricatures.

Johnny Depp’s testimony was entertaining. He presented as a flawed, older guy who had stumbled into the situation and was too dazed to really know what was going on. But he did. He seemed relaxed on the stand (as much as someone could be while hearing uncomfortable text messages he’d sent read out in front of everyone. ) I guess if you’re a famous actor and the whole world has probably seen your hairy ass in some dumb sex scene, that you would be able to handle a man reading out your text about having “other uses” for Amber’s throat. You could tell early on that this was a man who was used to being diplomatic, personable to anyone he encountered, and that he’d done it for years. He had charisma, humour and likable qualities as well as attitude back to the attorney cross-examining him. He came across very…human. Because he was also fucked up, with a drug abuse past and his own issues.

Whether this was a tactic or not – it did him good because he seemed to level with the jury and the public in the galley. It also was apparent that even if he wanted to get on the stand to lie through his teeth, not only about the incidents he was accused of but also himself and his personality, that kind of thing would be very hard for someone who took 5 minutes to string together only 2 sentences.

If you have any sense of what it’s like to be the target of domestic violence, if you can read body language reasonably well, if you know how to perform…you know Heard’s testimony was something to witness. It was surreal, and it was bad. I thought maybe this was an elaborate method acting exercise for the both of them that she was clearly failing. Suffice to say, no one seems to know what her strategy was on the stand, but it was not convincing. I’ve seen some social media accounts very much TEAM AMBER but from someone who watched every second of that fuckn trial, there is really no way you could be.

The “evidence” she presented eg: two pictures of a bruise, were forensically analysed and shown to be digitally modified, and the handful of former friends called out of obscurity to testify…but who stumbled their way through mumbled recounts they barely remembered.

*Side note, isn’t it funny how shit people always seem to have new friends but no one around that they’ve known for more than maybe a year or two.

They were fairweather friends who seemed to like the penthouses Depp let them stay in for free and the lifestyle of free alcohol and trips to places, and then disappeared when defamation suits etc started to become serious. The interviews seemed to give me the distinct impression that none of Heard’s former friends wanted to be in touch with her anymore and that it was nothing but a thang to lie for her at the time when they were all high AF and it was all fun but since time has moved forward, probably have been thinking about perjury or being complicit in Heard’s antics and were trying to avoid their own possible negative press, fines or jail time (whatever they thought may happen to them after the trial.) Perhaps the most-cringeworthy video deposition was Heard’s former best friend, who apparently no longer spoke to her, but whose teary recount only became detailed and teary the day after the first half of her no-emotion, bewildered testimony happened. Playing the tapes back-to-back was probably a very bad idea because the probable goading or coaching seemed to have taken place between the two times the camera was switched to “record” and the contrast between the two was laughable.

The infamous testimony of TMZ’s Morgan Tremaine confirmed Heard’s publicist had called Paparazzi to show up at her court appearance(when she was applying for a restraining order knowing he was out of the country so he couldn’t dispute it, and that he wouldn’t be back for months) and then take pictures to further defame Depp. The Paparazzi were informed, that they were to take a photo of an apparent bruise on Heard’s right cheek— that went suspiciously unseen the next day as she was photographed fresh-faced, jogging with a friend.

He also became known for his cheeky quip, rebounding an accusation back at Heard’s team for implying he was only testifying to have his “15 minutes.” Then there was…the GRUMPY(a word I’m trying to work into every conversation like a motherfucker.) The literal chunk of shit left on Depp’s side of the bed, which, when asked about, made him and everyone else laugh as he stuttered and tried for a polite answer. Then there’s testimony of the cops at the scene of an apparent domestic incident who did not believe Heard was the victim at the scene, the testimony of personal psychologists about her mental disorders that may account for her attention seeking behaviour, and an acting coach with the haunting line about Amber Heard never being able to cry on command. Which, by then had become a phenomena in itself across the gossip rags and other because everyone noticed that this bish could.not.cry. on the stand. BUT she kept trying! And failing.

It may have helped her likability factor and story to perhaps go in there as an angry version of herself because the poor feminine, delicate flower, a weak and frail battered woman is hard to pull off…when there’s photographic evidence of a fucking TURD in her husband’s bed, a smashed finger with medical records, and a cigarette burn on his face. Aside from her own damning evidence and failure to present a believable case to the jury who she talked AT (not to) the whole time she testified. Consequently, she lost the case (apart from one item-Depp’s lawyer badmouthing her, not Depp.)

Last week, she completed an interview with Savannah Guthrie…repeating everything she said on the stand and was ruled in the wrong, talking in dramatic and poetic soundbites that made no sense. It’s like she’s trying to be sued again! Or maybe she is really that unaware. Either way, it looks like this lady needs some help to manage her impulses and diagnosed mental illnesses.

Am I TEAM JOHNNY?

Fuck, I dunno, I guess? by default maybe(?) but IDGAF about any of it anymore. I just know what it’s like when someone gaslights and tries to make themselves the victim at the cost to everyone else, and you can’t quite figure out if they believe their own lies. I know what it’s like to experience domestic violence, and I know what it’s like to bust your ass trying to act as a character that you just can’t get the essence of and crack the suspend-belief part for people. Luckily, I worked on that because I wasn’t an arrogant spoilt brat who could accept my mistakes…It didn’t really seem like the defendant was capable of that here.

This is only my opinion, so you might think it’s wrong. I encourage you to watch all parts of the 6 week saga and then write a post about anything proving any part of the defendant’s story that even she kept catching herself up in when the lies caught up on different days of the trial. Or defend the self-recorded proof of her striking Depp. Ugh. Like I said, it was bad, and it was a mess. And I imagine I as well as everyone else who had ever wanted the big bad abuser to get his just desserts wanted this to go the way it looked like it “should,” but then we found out that the bad guy wasn’t the male with a substance abuse problem, the bad guy wore a skirt and heels…and then shat on people’s sheets and blamed tiny dogs.

TLDR:

*Every single streamer I follow has made content about Amber Heard.

*These are my observations.

*I love The Punisher so much, and fuck Netflix for not making more seasons.
*Jon Bernthal is a fucking badass.

* I had to watch 6 weeks of the trial but I also met some great people during the screenings of it. 😉

* Who knows who made these fine meme specimens. Wherever you are, fellow memelord, I salute you.

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Queen of the Flies

At the dawn of the next world war, a plane crashes on an uncharted island, stranding a group of schoolboys. At first, with no adult supervision, their freedom is something to celebrate; this far from civilization the boys can do anything they want. Anything. They attempt to forge their own society, failing, however, in the face of terror, sin and evil. And as order collapses, as strange howls echo in the night, as terror begins its reign, the hope of adventure seems as far from reality as the hope of being rescued. Labeled a parable, an allegory, a myth, a morality tale, a parody, a political treatise, even a vision of the apocalypse, Lord of the Flies is perhaps our most memorable tale about “the end of innocence, the darkness of man’s heart.” – W. Golding, Lord of the Flies

TLDR:

*I love my guys, I also want to kick them in the face.
* All names have been changed

The boys and I have been friends for many years: we go to dinner, we give each other rides to the airport, chat in a Telegram group about their hipster vaping, online dating, movies and memes, all kinds of stuff. We’ve played online games together for months at a time. We loved zombie shoot-em-up games, where the four of us would get guns and roam the streets of abandoned towns in L4D2 (yes, we are old.) There’s almost nothing like a good online game to reveal the true personalities of those you’ve chosen as your close lifelong friends…So is trampsing around a national park trying not to brain said group.

We decided to go on a much-anticipated HIKE together, we’d talked about it for years and went on some adventures with our other groups of friends, but this time we were going to finally do it. So far, our adult adventures together had been checking out new restaurants, and having BBQ lunches in a park, where you get glimpses of the group dynamics but…not to the point you want to yeet one of your friends into the fucking sun.

A hike’ll do it to ya.

My survival team consisted of me and Simon, Gil and Francis.

Simon was the driver, so I was already bracing for my own death. When we play online games, this guy will empty a whole magazine into your back as you’re faced away, going up a ladder, killing you with Friendly Fire then say “oops, sorry.” To understand the degree of the Magoo-ness, you need to know that when we picked up Gil, I voted for him to drive, despite him climbing in the car in a thick cloud of alcohol breath from the night before. Discounting the dangerous winding roads over sheer drops to the valley floor, annoying, loud, headache-inducing, fending off attacks from the backseat car ride, we actually made it.

Simon parked the car so the white line was almost in the middle of his bumper. The owners of the car next to ours would probably have some issues getting into their car because ours was so close. Well, not probably…THEY DID. They came back to their car literally as we got out. So, while Francis and I went to the bathrooms, Simon swapped with Gil and had him move the car so the other people could access theirs. Then we headed through the remnants of the tavern that probably went out of business because of the Rona restrictions and headed for a long red dirt/gravel road.

My first observation was that there were too many people. I thought this was going to be a hike in the wilderness where we’d see animals and not hear another human for a while. This place was like a crowd after a football game headed for the train station. I’d never been there before so Francis decided which trail we were going to take. There were 3(?) different-sized trails to choose from. I was told one would take 6-8 hours and the short one would take about an hour. I wanted a big one, but the discussion was happening between Francis and Gil and they knew the place better than I did so we all set off on the shortest one. (Hindsight, it was a very good decision)

There rocks on the left, cutting off any sort of view and then trees to the right of the path. I’ve seen trees before. There wasn’t much to get excited about and Simon had recommenced the tirade he’d begun when he’d picked me up, ranting about his family and the squabbles between brothers and then his newfound knowledge on treatments for certain medical conditions. When someone talks AT you and at a nasal and loud volume…you (try to) tune out before you die of frustration. Gil and Francis mostly walked ahead, discussing girls and music until Francis got the urge to hang back and assault one of us.

We had some laughs pretending to push each other down cliffs etc but Francis spent the day walking past all of us and landing slow-motion, but hard punches on us at various places and times which lost charm…considering he was pinching us like a 4 year old girl from the back seat on the way there. I dunno what gets into these boys. Simon was acting like a complete ass too in multiple ways. To his credit, hungover/still-drunk Gil was the most mature, apart from making most of the decisions which I didn’t always agree with but felt good that at least someone was taking point and herding us along.

I saw some very beautiful parts of this city, got some ideas on where to hide a body. I would also like to go back and be more prepared for what would be expected, not just of my friends but also of myself. I was irritable from a 6 day headache at that stage and needing a LOT of rest. On the way back, one of my legs started causing me pain and made it difficult to take in the amazing surroundings or tolerate some of the stuff going on around me. I knew my body was unfit at the moment, but apparently it needs to remember to use muscles too. Thank goodness I took some pics because by the end of it, I had steam coming out of my ears and just wanted to go home.

I’m voting for packing food and water next time, because hunger definitely turned ALL OF US crazy. I also hope we can all give each other a break and work together because I’ve seen us do it in games. When the team has its shit together, we will run the motherfuckn zombie apocalypse by helping each other, covering each other from danger, finding ways to make sure we get the best out of everyone, and all contributing to solutions.

Francis, casually punching EVERYONE

So, anyway note to future self.

MY OBSERVATIONS:

* If you are ever in a zombie apocalypse or survival situation, kill Simon for food, immediately. He has a fat ass for a regular guy, lots of rump steak to be made. If he is being used as meat, he will finally STFU and stop talking about shit you don’t care about. He will also not accidentally cause your death.

*Francis has a brain, but he gets carried away and needs to burn off energy. Use this to your advantage, maybe he can build a lookout point and plan strategies to takeover other strongholds. He is diplomatic and can be used to possible liaise with other groups in the area because he has patience unlike you. He likes to be a guide to others and will have pride in being in charge of certain aspects of the camp. He will make sure it is done well.

*Gil has brothers, he knows what pecking orders are, how to let things go and when to call it…and he has balls similar to yours. He doesn’t mind getting down and dirty to survive, and will most likely be more than happy to hunt and adapt. However, he can be opportunistic so if you meet another survival group, watch that he doesn’t jump ship to save his own ass cos it’s easier or that he falls in love with the first blonde damsel he sees.

some tame-ish kangaroos we got to pat before we set off

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S%#t Don’t Stink

oooOOOooo
controversial.

This is an OP ED. If you don’t like it, build a bridge and get the fuck over it.

8 min read.

Every time there’s a tragic gun crime or shooting in the United States, the news outlets here run endless articles that turn into political debates over the next few weeks. Social media gets their clicks, mouthy politicians get their 15 minutes, and I get to bruise my forehead with the trillion facepalms that happen when I read the comment sections.

I’m Australian.

And I am sorry.

I’m sorry for all the Karen, “Holier than Thou” comments under pictures of people living the worst day of their lives. I’m sorry for the insincere tears and thoughts and prayers, and the nonsensical anger at regular American citizens wanting to maintain their right to bear arms.

True. BUY MANY. BUY OFTEN.

You have to understand, my fellow countrymen are retarded.

retarded

/rɪˈtɑːdɪd/

adjective

offensive•dated

less advanced in mental, physical, or social development than is usual for one’s age.

But that’s exactly what they are.

Australians are retarded. We are a very young country, we have a history – but not like many other places in the world. We have a short (recorded) history to reference, make decisions based on, to look out for pitfalls. We (people, politicians etc) don’t have enough experience/enough history for it to REPEAT to the point where people notice, and learn from it. But that’s coming, pieces of it are beginning to trickle through on other subjects besides this one.

Today, class, I’m here to talk about GUNS. And not the kind you flex when girls walk in. It’s a polarising and complicated issue for most. I’ll keep it very short.

Australia lost their right to guns after a mass shooting in Tasmania, an island state in Australia. The Port Arthur Massacre occurred on the 28th April 1996. There are many questions around the incident, in which low-level functioning and autistic Martin Bryant perpetrated. An alternate theory many have relates to a quote by an Australian politician, Barry Unsworth, quoted as saying “‘It will take a massacre in Tasmania before we get gun law reform in Australia,”

Some people believe it’s evidence of planning the incident. BUT there were moves and legislation already passing on Australia’s mainland to limit gun ownership and to change the fact you could readily buy semi autos for $265 AUD. Unsworth was (apparently) expressing frustration at Tasmania’s reluctance to agree to the same law changes. Then the Port Arthur incident happened 8 years later.

Having said that,

There are interesting inconsistencies surrounding the tragedy. Mostly taboo here, like 9/11 to many people in the USA – if you have a question, you’rre shouted down or told you’re disrespectful so it feels like anything other than the narrative will never be investigated, let alone accepted. I haven’t looked into it for a very, very long time but there are probably still alternative websites that discuss theories about the day (multiple gun men, headshots on moving targets from a mentally-incapable man etc.)

Hey, Aussie Karen sounding off in the comments, have you ever fired a gun?

jus sayn

Do you know the population of the USA, compared to Australia?

Are you aware of the statistics/percentages regarding how many psychopaths operate in a society at any given time?

Did you know there are far more firearms than citizens in the country?

Did you know about the gun laws already existing in states with the highest gun crimes (eg NY or Chicago?)

Making a comparison between the two countries is ridiculous. I heard some Beta at my slave gig trying to explain what 2A was. He said it was put into place by Founding Fathers and they meant muskets but now American citizens want to buy “assault rifles.” The thing is, it may have meant muskets at the time but they were the AR15s at the time!

I should have asked him to define what he believes an “assault rifle” is too.

The amendment was written so that the regular citizen was on level playing ground with a government so that if the government turned tyrannical…It. Could. Be. Stopped.

By those rights, USA citizens should have tanks and nukes! Out of reach, due to cost etc but THAT is what it means. LOL

Look at where I’m from. The politicians elected by the people, turned around and took away their jobs unless they got an experimental injection. So many people lost their livelihoods and jobs on a whim by people who will never know what it’s like. These politicians (won’t name the treacherous clown bastard) have kids in schools and they’re the only children with MASK EXEMPTIONS while the regular pleb children have to breathe dirty air all day. (source; some angry parent on a message app, that got the facts from her kid in the class, but still.)

The government STILL makes us wear masks on public transport here. Up until a fortnight ago, they were making citizens scan a QR code to log their whereabouts everywhere and didn’t allow unvaccinated citizens into restaurants, movie theatres, hospitals etc. Only a person with a letter of appointment to the hospital was allowed in after they completed temperature tests, signing in/scanning and answering questions about whether they had traveled lately. All stores have a one way in – one way out policy. STILL.

And all this is for two reasons 1. The people around me are apathetic, innocent and willfully ignorant. 2. They don’t know they have rights. The government works for US. And if some wanker in an ivory tower signs a piece of paper, you don’t have to jump. Every right is worth fighting for, because if you don’t try and stop them when you can, they will take more and more ground. I’ve seen evidence of it even in just my lifetime.

I support gun owners of the USA. Making blanket laws to confiscate the law-abiding citizen’s pastimes, fun, protection, is usually one of the first moves of a communist, dangerous government if you care to follow history. Taking away a legal firearm is like asking your male friend to cut his dick off because a woman was raped on the other side of the country.

I think celebrities who call for gun control should STFU when they have armed security. RULES FOR THEE AND NOT FOR MEEEEE strikes again, how entitled.

When I hear a noise outside my house, my options are: hide, or run and call the police. Then wait until they arrive, hoping I don’t get yeeted in the meantime and hoping they don’t wait outside for me to get killed before they do what they’re trained for. Like they did at Columbine, like they did with the most recent shooting in Texas.

Source : CDC 2022

The guns here were taken a couple of generations ago. Even though there are shootings EVERY DAY in this country, it’s considered “gun free.” You can get/buy/store firearms here, but usually you have to either be living semi-rural and require them for putting down animals/taking out natural predators OR you have to belong to a gun club and continue to qualify skill levels with target shooting. The safes have to be inspected by authorities for safety, locking ability etc and if it’s in your home- your fucking ammo has to be stored somewhere else in the house. It’s not allowed to be stored near the firearm.

FOR EXAMPLE (a couple of states in Australia)

New South Wales & Tasmania

Firearms must be stored in a gun safe that is not easily penetrable. Category A and B firearm safes can be constructed of hardwood or steel, although steel is preferable. If the safe weighs less than 150kg when empty, it must be fixed to the framework of the premises. It must be fixed securely and must house the firearms with a lock of sturdy construction. Ammunition storage must be in a separate lockable container/compartment to that of any firearm.

Western Australia

The firearm must be stored in a steel gun safe that is deemed not easily penetrable. The safe must be fixed to the framework of the premises via the floor and rear. It must be fixed securely and must house the firearms with a lock of sturdy construction. Ammunition storage must be in a separate lockable container/compartment to that of any firearm. – safecentral.net.au

So, I guess if you’re in a bad situation and you need that ammo, you’d better be a fast runner.

So here it is… I do believe in gun control as it stands, for this country, at this time.

Yeah, I said it.

Here’s why.

When we (Aussies) see firearms, they’re used in films by cool guys or the bad guys. IRL, they’re used by bikies (hells angels people) in crimes we hear about sometimes. They’re so taboo, mysterious and overblown that I believe if somehow the law was instantly changed, and we were allowed to carry, we WOULD see the issues they (apparently) took the guns away to prevent. I believe firearms would fuck people up, because they’ve never seen a real one, held one or fired one, might be too much for the majority to handle. There would first be a shit tonne of suicides. Then I think there would be many accidental/unintentional shooting deaths, because everyone here doesn’t know how to respect this new fandangled contraption daddy government has bestowed upon them.

Gun-related crime would go up gradually, people robbing others and hitting servos late at night like they already do with knives and syringes. (Shitty people are shitty people, doesn’t matter what kind of weapon they are holding.) Then we will have a few murders. Again, we already do. Google SYDNEY GUN CRIME or similar, and welcome to the world you conveniently ignored to push your gun control utopia, Karen.

Having been help up at gunpoint, in a country where there are apparently no guns…I can tell you, Karen, that CRIMINALS DON’T FOLLOW LAWS. But the fact there isn’t as much crime as reported (eg )in the USA probably comes down to the fact we have only 26million people in this country and nearly all of that percentage is scattered around coastal areas. If we had the population of the USA (when we do) then you will probably wish you had access to a personal firearm for protection.

If you can, Aussies, learn. At least learn how to load, take off the safety and shoot, cleaning is another thing. but please. Do it. Even though we have to go to a “range” and have that fucking T BAR. What’s a T BAR? I hear the American’s say… It’s when you go to a shooting place and they come in, put the gun on the T bar for you, screw it on and then shut the door behind you. There is a camera which records film and audio and the firearm doesn’t move more than a cm in any direction so you can’t shoot yourself or someone else. When targets are shown to you/ approach, you fire.

To fire, you pull the gun up, attached to the big metal T bar, and hold it, and the fucking chains, all there while you try to look down a sight to send one.

It’s shit.

The times I’ve done it still gave me a good group but…it’s shit.

There are many other laws I believe have been built as a trial run for a global cabal to execute plans down here in Australia…but this one bothers me most the last few weeks because Australian “journalists” have repeatedly used the deaths of children to get clicks and to force comments on their articles.

Articles used:

https://www.wikiwand.com/en/Port_Arthur_massacre_(Australia)

https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-6858741/Former-New-South-Wales-premier-Barrie-Unsworth-recalls-predicting-Tasmanian-massacre-1987.html

https://www.theguardian.com/world/2016/mar/15/it-took-one-massacre-how-australia-made-gun-control-happen-after-port-arthur

https://criminalminds.fandom.com/wiki/Martin_Bryant

https://time.com/6182856/children-gun-deaths-mass-shootings/

https://www.theguardian.com/australia-news/2022/may/23/more-shootings-on-sydneys-streets-and-yet-more-police-powers-but-to-what-end

TLDR:

*Shut up, Karen.

*USA citizens, never give them up.

*Buy more in honour of the fact I can’t.