Bronco and everybody
First Bronco- Thanks for the compliment. The way I see it because the system is well ioled olo is a oportunity to inform the public of the truth.

At times people like you and I are sen by others to be living in their own little world whichonly some can follow.

This isIMOP one of the biggest problems in Animal Welfare. People talk shop talk and cosed of practise and of course animal lover or not the public loose interest because they simply do not understand where these people are coming from.

So if you wondered why the post references going back pre war= Thats is why.

It goes without saying i would kill to have you in some way a part of pale even as a member because you have the education and background to fully understand where these issues first start.
I note you good intentions which show a kind nature as well.( We have tried) Believe me!

I am going back now to pick up where I left off for the benefit of those who may be interested then I look forward to posting you and anybody else who is interested to stay on topic about media.

Ah, Next post. Time to feed the horses.
Have a nice weekend All.

BTW I apoligise for typo. Our New RSPCA computers have a fault in the soft word programe. This makes letters type back to front.
I never use spell check normally because I guess i am too darn lazy but anyway even when I did it make no difference.
This means I have to go back and correct each letter of each word or leave the typo and hope you all understand it and forgive me.

I only mention this now because i dont want people to think we are arogant and dont care if we make it hard to read. That is not the case.
From time to time also our wondeful Ms Antje Struthmann posts on OLO and being Germann she does get a few words wrong.
This has been attacked more than once and Antje weas in tears which greatly angered me.

I hope that puts some of the complaints to rest. Myself I never mention spelling because there are many peopleout there with much to teach us.

Some old farmers and others that never went to school.

Well if I were stuck in the bush I know who i would rather be stuck with=An old time bushy who writes with the thum nail dipped in tar or the big time media gaint bloke with all his fancy contacts.

I am sick of the influence in regional area papers and =

I would some how rather fancy
an office with Old Clancy
Somewhere out the yonder
Where they dont know where we are

and Id employ that Jimy slithers
With The paper hed deliver
and pass the word on slowly to
our people near anf far.
It would such an easy letter
Telling folks we can do it better
That i reckon the old barky news
might travell very far.

Dear Comrades whenever you read that rag the West Australian Newspaper sing this tune to yourself it has just been e-mailed to us.
The Red Flag The people's flag is deepest red,
It shrouded oft our martyred dead,
And ere their limbs grew stiff and cold,
Their hearts' blood dyed its ev'ry fold.

Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we'll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We'll keep the red flag flying here.

Look 'round, the Frenchman loves its blaze,
The sturdy German chants its praise,
In Moscow's vaults its hymns are sung
Chicago swells the surging throng.

Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we'll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We'll keep the red flag flying here.

It waved above our infant might,
When all ahead seemed dark as night;
It witnessed many a deed and vow,
We must not change its colour now.

Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we'll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We'll keep the red flag flying here.

It well recalls the triumphs past,
It gives the hope of peace at last;
The banner bright, the symbol plain,
Of human right and human gain.

Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we'll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We'll keep the red flag flying here.

It suits today the weak and base,
Whose minds are fixed on pelf and place
To cringe before the rich man's frown,
And haul the sacred emblem down.

Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we'll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We'll keep the red flag flying here.

With heads uncovered swear we all
To bear it onward till we fall;
Come dungeons dark or gallows grim,
This song shall be our parting hymn.

Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we'll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We'll keep the red flag flying here.
Written: 1889
Lyrics: Jim Conne copyright