We continue with our gripping true-life drama of what happens to individuals other than Julian Assange when they determine that the truth must be out. As often said, ‘the truth is the first casualty of wartime’, and it aint so healthy during peacetime either. We return to our drama, our heroes prayers answered by a Man from ANZAC…
Leadership, having the courage to BITE DOWN HARD on that ONION!
‘This should help’! He tossed a handful of Bit- coin onto the table, and from his other breast pocket a tattered document of sale for fifty thousand square kilometres of desert in central Australia. The cartouche, (for that is what very high level important documents are called) was destined, through our quick scanning to be another area designated by Angus to be worthy of water catchment funding. It was predicted to flood with global warming in the year 2525. ‘Sign this, and we’re in business’.
‘But we…
‘DONT ARGUE! , and he motioned with the barrel of the .303 whilst fixing a bayonet he pulled from his leg strap , “just sign this! In warfare, there’s always a DEAL to be made’!
‘But we’re not…..
OF COURSE WE’RE AT WAR!
WE”RE at WAR RIGHT NOW!
Leadership, To know RIGHT from WRONG and why we celebrate AUSTRALIA DAY!
Just then he scanned the room looking for bugs, he hit the deck with a thud, and then crouching raised his head to the window sill and flicked the curtains before furtively looking outside. He spoke as he surveyed the empty street; “Sign it or I CANT PROTECT YOU”!
‘But…. but. ….
‘NO BUTS!, WE could hear the bolt of the .303 crack another round in. That’s why the SAS are crack troops. At the very same time he pulled out another onion and bit it cleanly in half. He threw the other half out the window and watched it roll lop-sidedly into the gutter. With his other hand he pointed to the spot which required our signature. We couldn’t read the small print, but with his hand moving to the grenade ring and fingering it, we capitulated. Clearly our lives were at stake, and this was not a time for procrastination.
This is NOT LEADERSHIP!
With trembling hand we signed
The eminence towered over us,
it was none other than our most decorated soldier Ever, “YOU need protection” they call me, ‘The PROTECTOR’. In an instant we knew, he possessed no humour, insight or depth of feeling other than service to country and the honour of killing so that we may be FREE!
It was BIG BEN, Ben Roberts Smith.
We felt anxious, how did he know?
Leadership in its PUREST FORM! Accreditation from Cartier via AusPost
But we also felt relieved, with Ben on the job, we were safe. Well, to qualify we were safe from unarmed Afghani villagers who were conditioned to being shot. We were scared stiff, but safe in a scaredy kinda way.
We were yet no further from unlocking the embargo on barley, the boycott of wine, the crayfish crisis and the coal curtailment. What will happen in our next thrilling episode?
Two GREAT LEADERS celebrate LEADERSHIP!
Will our intrepid journalistic duo get more than volunteered for with Ben? Or will they find way through to safe haven? Find our in our next Thrilling episode, “Pick a V.C Winner’, or “ Two gongs and you’re Falun Gonged”