Before Mick could land the schooners on the bar table, Bazza was straight to the point. ‘The detention of the Biloela family breaks my heart. What sort of a callous,……….’ Mick raised a finger to cut Bazza off. ‘On these matters, Bazza, I like to call myself a QUIET AUSTRALIAN. Now, do you reckon the Maroons will come back in game two State of Origin?’ Bazza leaned forward. ‘Quiet Australian eh? A quiet bloody Australian. I’ll give you quiet Australian.’ Bazza face reddened and his bottom lip quivered. ‘When did it become QUITE AUSTRALIAN to lock up kids? When did it become QUITE AUSTRALIAN to deny people a life in a community that welcomes them? There is nothing QUITE AUSTRALIAN about this lack of humanity. It’s just a QUIET AUSTRALIA that lets the government get away with this.’ The public bar went silent and Mick’s eyes darted either way as the bar attendant motioned Bazza to lower his voice. ‘I need to be a quiet Australian eh? Pass me that bloody typewriter doovalacky. I’m going to work out how to send one of those email thingummyjigs.’ For the next twenty minutes Bazza two finger typed an email on the laptop to the Hon. Alex Hawke, Minister for Immigration at email@example.com. Have a beer with Baz at firstname.lastname@example.org
PS : you can ring the Minister for Immigration and have a chat on (02) 9899 7211 or (02) 6277 7770.