I am immersed in significant historical dates this week. Later in the week or next week I will be talking about a project based upon another historical event which consumed nearly a week of my time and *nothing* else got done while I finished it...but it was so worth the headaches and sleep deprivation. The
Another anniversary date I didn't want to omit acknowledging. Western Australia Day was called Foundation Day when I was a kid, and we always had special assemblies on the day. The name was changed to Western Australian day in the 1990s, after I left Australia, as the old name had come to be considered insensitive
Try imagining a city chopped in half by a bloody great wall, where everyone on the other side never got to cross over to your side, except under the strictest control and paranoia. They lived with restricted personal freedoms that we take so much for granted we barely recognize them as freedoms. They just are.
Well, I'm on-line. And I'm in Australia. These two facts, put together, constitute a small miracle. It has been a helluva week, lemme tell you. The flight(s) to Australia...don't get me started. Whoever invented long haul flights must have been been related to Torquemada. It took 24 hours to decompress after we arrived.