It was inevitable that ANZAC Day would eventually become subject to the same pressures that assail Australia Day annually. In the 2010s, this was spearheaded by Yassmin Abdel-Magied, who first conflated the remembrance of Great War sacrifice with the suffering of Palestinians and other Muslims worldwide. For this she was hounded from the country and fled to safer territory – London. Supposedly the heart of the postcolonial legacy she spends so much time criticising, today’s London is no longer recognisably British. This is the future her ilk want for all of us, for as she recently declared, she was merely ‘ahead of her time.’
Over here, down under-er, on ANZAC Day (which is our only real de facto national day, the old Dominion Day being replaced not with a 'New Zealand Day' but a 'Waitangi Day' which is basically if 'Invasion Day' were an official state-sanctioned holiday, given over entirely to brown grievance and White grovelling, literally in the mud), fountains across the country were dyed red to protest the 'genocide in Gaza' and our accused complicity therein. Meanwhile the national service in our capital was cancelled allegedly due to "high winds" (in the windiest city in our country, a city which has 'high winds' virtually every day of the year), ceding the ground to a coterie of lefties (led by a tranny whose ironically named 'Peace Action' I seem to recall issuing a bomb threat against Juden Peterstein back in the day') who wrapped themselves in keffiyehs and laid down in front of the cenotaph like a row of mouldy kebabs. I stopped attending ANZAC services ever since they starting started jamming in a lot of incomprehensible 'native' jibber-jabber that none of the men supposedly honoured (not even most of the Maories) would have understood or stood for. What, indeed, are they marching for...
Over here, down under-er, on ANZAC Day (which is our only real de facto national day, the old Dominion Day being replaced not with a 'New Zealand Day' but a 'Waitangi Day' which is basically if 'Invasion Day' were an official state-sanctioned holiday, given over entirely to brown grievance and White grovelling, literally in the mud), fountains across the country were dyed red to protest the 'genocide in Gaza' and our accused complicity therein. Meanwhile the national service in our capital was cancelled allegedly due to "high winds" (in the windiest city in our country, a city which has 'high winds' virtually every day of the year), ceding the ground to a coterie of lefties (led by a tranny whose ironically named 'Peace Action' I seem to recall issuing a bomb threat against Juden Peterstein back in the day') who wrapped themselves in keffiyehs and laid down in front of the cenotaph like a row of mouldy kebabs. I stopped attending ANZAC services ever since they starting started jamming in a lot of incomprehensible 'native' jibber-jabber that none of the men supposedly honoured (not even most of the Maories) would have understood or stood for. What, indeed, are they marching for...