There must be a majority of Aborigines who live perfectly normal white Australian type lives, or traditional and semi traditional lives and they go unnoticed. However there is a very visible Aborigine, seen on the street, at times drunk and in Melbourne they can often be seen on the tram between the city and St Kilda, specifically the Gatwick boarding house. You can see how other people on the tram cringe when a loud and drunk few board a tram. It is eyes down to your phone or book, stare distantly out the window or discreetly move if they sit near you, lest you are inveigled into absurd conversation.
Often the women are louder and more belligerently vocal than the men (less drunk?) And so I found myself sitting on the seat behind such a trio, two blokes with one woman, all slovenly dressed. Earlier I had noticed a black guy with a white girl board the tram. They were now unfortunately now sitting in front of seemingly drunk aborigines. He was very handsome and I had no idea of his origins. He was not tall and did not look African but nor did he look Indian. He may even have been Aboriginal too. I did not see his face for long but he had a wide nose. The girl he was with was also attractive, both dressed in the height of stylish casual fashion.
I was torn between shrinking down into my seat or slapping my hand over my mouth to cover my smirking when the Aboriginal woman said to one of her companions as the couple rose to leave the tram at the next stop,
"Hey Charlie, you'd be right with 'er. She likes a bit o' black dick". Probably you had to be there, but I was in equal measure horrified and amused.
If you are reading this, a two night and three day visit by Sister, Bone Doctor and Little Jo has taken its toll and Sunday Selections may appear later or may not at all.