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The Right Honorable Kate Lewis launching Nick's book, Hollywood, Amarroo

Nick's Speech For Hollywood, Amarroo Book Launch

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"My people," he says, "were very religious. Everything they touched was sacred, everything and the spirits that unite the dead with the living roamed about the land. When the white men came they brought with them guns, chains, flogging whips and strychnine. They shot my people and poisoned our water holes."

Peter interrupted. "Strychnine? Did I hear you right?"

"Yes! I grew up in Maryborough only because the white men poisoned our waterhole in Fraser Island. My folks shot through after they buried our rellies. They did, Pete. Like thieves in the night. In other parts of Australia the white man offered us poisoned flour. There was so much hatred in the land, the spirits took off."

Percy a leading light of Amarroo describes the Aborigines to Peter.

"Every fortnight we witness the Pension Day Ceremony. The boongs pick up their pension cheques from the Post Office and wait under the gum trees for the pub to open. At ten they rush in the hotel and hours later they crawl out pissed and broke. Once you get to know the boongs, you will realize that they are good for nothing bludgers. They have babies out of wedlock; not one or two, but five or ten. And they all finish up in our hospital because their parents don't feed them properly"

Nifty Nev, an Amarroo young man asks Peter to describe Allison.

"She looks like Mary Travers"
"You lucky bugger, can she sing too? Nev asked but Peter dismissed the question with a polite smile.
"She lives in jeans and has blonde shoulder length hair. At parties she always attracts mates around her. We are all for the underdog but she is passionate. It's true what they say about the eyes."
"You are hooked mate. What do you see in her eyes?'
"Passion and more passion,' Peter said grasping the air with his hand. "She wants nothing less but to destroy the world and re-create it stone by stone according to the rules of the heart." Reading Peter's body language, Nev sensed the strong bonds between them. "We hit the hay a week after the debate but our relationship bloomed because we are idealists. She and her family believe the privileged should help the underprivileged and I believe in equity for all. I'll always love her."
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