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"Only strangers, the very poor and the dead walk in the bush. Of
the living, no one who belongs to the bush, walks any further in it
than
they can help. Walking is only really stylish amongst fairly
privileged urban people; bushwalkers are just a shade below joggers
and squash players, and may be coterminous with them."
Les Murray |
Farmer Les |
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- Who’s that sitting on that log
- Throwing a stick for his little black dog?
- One of the Mitchells ? No, Farmer Les:
- It's always interesting what he says;
- The ground he merely gives a scratch
- And words sprout up from his cabbage patch.
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- "You want to walk in the bush? Like any old dog I can smell
a rat –
- Urban elites who ought to know better than to behave like
that;
- What right have they? None. Exactly. They’re a common menace
- Whether humping it over the hills or indulging in squash or
tennis.
- Only lost souls, strangers, the very poor or the very dead;
- Smart-arse, placard waving cityites, the sick in the head,
- Troublemaking tree-hugging greenies and lefty push
- Travel as though they’ve a right to enjoy or love the bush.
- The bush is a place more sacred, a place for those who
belong
- And anyone who (other than I say) thinks they do – is wrong:
- Bushwalkers, striding around in little mobs, and I'm
mean
- Enough to suggest that nothing a mob pursues can be clean
- The smell of them is worth no more than a country poet’s
sneer
- They walk to connect with the land? Well there not welcome
here.
- Nay. Not from me. Never. Not a step in their direction. No!
- They smell like the bastards when I was a kid never gave me
a go;
- To think trees are more important than people
is awful
- And when loose in the bush they can’t be trusted not to shit in the
creek.
- Folk who belong (and their ghosts) know better – the true
country breed
- Never walk a tailor's inch further than they absolutely have
need;
- Folk who belong know walkers are an over-privileged set
- Ranked slightly below joggers – and frankly, that’s about as
low as you can get:
- To walk in the bush for the joy of the sense of adventure
for what’s in store?
- For the love of labour, and natural things? What the hell
would you do that for?
- They just do not belong. That is their fault, and in any
case
- The Mitchells here don’t like the look of them, and they own
the place!"
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- Thank you Les for your elocution:
- A thought provoking contribution.
- So walkers you’ve been living lies –
- So says one we know is wise
- Toiling in his cabbage patch,
- Throwing sticks for his dog to catch.
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- Colin Paul Gibson
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