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Why Millennials are financially ruined

I agree with most of your sentiment but disagree with some. Always there will be the kid from the wrong side of the track. Why? Something weird, like a circus child. Then you realise when you go to to soccer training that you are wearing the second hand boots and all the other kids have brand new boots. The kids at school have new shoes but you have the shoes of your older brother. So old that the toes have already been cut out.

What does any of this matter? Only that the other kids thought if funny because wogs were funny, smelly waps. Immigrants.
 
Fancy pants apes. That's what we are. Soon to be dead apes.
Spot on, we want more, untill there isn't anymore. That's humans.
Even those that want to reverse climate change, don't want to change their usage, they just want someone to make it cleaner. ?
That's humans.
They don't want to eat less, they just want better medication, so they can eat more but not have the bad health results. ?
That's humans.
 
I had exactly the opposite experience when I arrived in Australia, my parents had nothing, but bought me a pair of shoes to go to school in, well when I arrived at school I was the only kid wearing shoes so I binned them.
Well I got a thrashing when I got home, but I was flucked if I was going to be the only kid in school wearing shoes, but it hurt like $hit until your feet toughened up.
Then three years later (1968) we moved to Dampier in the NW of W.A, we still went barefoot with bubbling bitumen, $hit I was tough back then. ? now my feet are as soft as a newborn. lol
I just remembered in Dampier us kids used to have a competition, who could strike and light the most matches and stick them to your heel, now I think about that maybe I shouldn't be so hard on the grandkids for playing electronic games.
By the way, we found the limit wasn't how many you could get to stick, it was how many you could hold in your hand when they were flaring.
 

True

But I can't help thinking about the four Yorkshiremen

 
Aye, that's the spirit laddie, there's noawt to be had from whingin...

True

But I can't help thinking about the four Yorkshiremen

Bloomin Monty bloody Python rip off copycats, bludgers couldn't come up with something original..?

Now, back in my day... we had dried mutton bird soup for tea.

We used to get a 3 month dried mutton bird, throw it in the pan with a couple of river stones, boil it up for a day with a candle, then throw the mutton bird away and eat the stones....aye, ruddy delicious they were.
 
You do that in Aussie too?........ must have learnt it from a kiwi ay, pretty sure we invented mutton bird(pukeko) soup and pavlova
 
You do that in Aussie too?........ must have learnt it from a kiwi ay, pretty sure we invented mutton bird(pukeko) soup and pavlova
I did not know that muttonbird and pukeko were the same thing, learn something new every day, eh.

And by the way the correct name is swamphen
 
And by the way the correct name is swamphen
Swamphen, oohhh luxury that is...
I'm talking about the Shearwater... salty as a sea legged varmint.

Looks like the summer dinners are awf n late this year, aye.
I hear thi buggers are holes up in some swanky sleepy hotel in quarantine... not a security guard found awake...

 
Ahhh, yep that kinda about what I thought a mutton bird is.

Of course we had to survive on 3 week old cockatoo carcasses that had been hit by cars, after the crows had been at them, when I were a lad.
 
Forget McDonalds.

Does anyone else on ASF know how to kill, pluck and gut a chicken before cooking over an open fire.

gg
 
Getting back to the theme, the context . ... I refer to the Adore thread
Gee, all I'm seeing is a whole bunch of impatience from people (millennials) wanting easy answers. It isn't easy.
 
Forget McDonalds.

Does anyone else on ASF know how to kill, pluck and gut a chicken before cooking over an open fire.

gg
You could walk past them doing on the streets of Beijing not so long ago...

Funniest thing I ever saw out the back of Benalbo, was old mate rooster get the chop.
He ran around like he still had eyes for a minute or so with maybe 3 random spontaneous backflips whilst on the strut.
Funny and graceful really.
Guts were used in yabbie pots in the creek, after a good ole hanging/ ageing out of the dogs reach...
 
I believe we have been manipulated by a vacuous American culture which thrives on consumerism and has in turn commoditised us. Boomers, Millenials, Gen X etc. etc. It's all bull.

We need to work cross generationally to make a better Australia.

gg
 
I believe we have been manipulated by a vacuous American culture which thrives on consumerism and has in turn commoditised us. Boomers, Millenials, Gen X etc. etc. It's all bull.

We need to work cross generationally to make a better Australia.

gg
I agree.

But having been infected with such Americanisms, can we all agree what that better Australia might look like?

After which paradigm should be model ourselves? Or are we mature enough create our own paradigm?

The problem I see is that we are a collective of really quite disparate subcultures within the greater whole, neither of which the major parties are serving in any great respect.
 
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