A half-arsed attempt at revival.

Well, my blog crashed and burned in a style far from spectacular. I suppose I will make occasional and feeble attempts to revive it, whenever I have the hankering.
The last few months have been marked on a micro scale by returning from Curtin Detention Centre, which literally turned my life around, and an election, which thus far has turned nothing around.
Sadly, I cannot post about the Centre, which is one of the reasons I haven't bothered even looking at this blog for a while, because it's all I think about these days. Australia's a very beautiful country, and I'm breathtakingly lucky to have grown up here, but sometimes things all go a bit racist.
The refugees I met are beautiful- sharing, dignified, thoughtful, selfless. Sometimes angry and upset. Sometimes hilariously funny. Thinking about their families, friends, each other, us. The kind of people I would be grateful to have in any country I live in.

For those who've come across the seas
We've boundless plains to share;
With courage let us all combine
To advance Australia fair.

-From the Australian National Anthem- Advance Australia Fair.