It is unfair to blame our Prime Minister for the fires. It is very fair to blame especially his and previous governments on both sides over a lack of action on climate change. Australia is using smoke and mirror accounting to meet our climate emission targets and was complicit in the failed Madrid conference. While whatever we do in a country of 25 million won't make much of difference, it will enable us to take the moral high ground and pressure other countries. Our greenhouse emissions per person is very high. We can hardly lecture the climate change villains such as the US, India and China when we are not taking appropriate action ourselves, let alone tell smaller countries, don't do as we have but do as we say.
PM Morrison is being very mean spirited by paying New South Wales volunteer fight fighters some money if they are employed and not those from interstate, and not those who may have had social security payments cancelled as they fight fires and can't attend job interviews etc. I don't agree with volunteers fire firefighters being paid, but recompense for some of their expenses and of course they should have adequate equipment, accommodation and food.
Ensuring a food and water supply for fire affected towns is the job of government, not charities.
It seems like PM Morrison has used up any political capital he had, but then a week can a long time in politics.
What would you do if faced with this? At least the fire is visible. What about if it is complete darkness from smoke? Photo by Brett Dawson.
I have a question for you though. At what age do you stop falling over and instead take a fall? While I certainly wasn't sober New Year's Eve, I was quite sober when we had coffee in Swanston Street New Year's Day. As R went in to order our coffee, I went to claim the sole vacant table and tripped over. Fortunately I was holding R's newly bought mattress protector in front of me and it broke my fall, and I only hit my head, so that is quite ok as R said. A nice young Asian student bloke helped me up and a woman at the adjacent table asked if I was ok, and offered to get a serviette when I discovered I was bleeding a little. R then offered comforting words; You need to effing well look where you are going. He did later ask if I was sure I was ok.
Yeah, nah, not a great start to 2020. I have face planted before when I tripped over wires, just as Strayer did.