What if you lived in Australia? - Page 19

**rotobott** · July 29th, 2011, 06:01 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by palo5

When I went to the Australian Maritime Museum, I discovered the 'convicts' were not bad people at all - they had only stolen the equivalent of a porn-mag, and there seemed to be no hard criminals

So why did England keep the bad criminals and send the "good" ones away?

It was no picnic in Australia back in the day, but it was a more lenient punishment than it used to be, which was hanging for even minor crimes, so basically the good criminals got transported the bad ones got hung

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Convicts_in_Australia

dogsbreath · July 29th, 2011, 11:45 PM

I'd be DownUnder.

**palo5** · July 30th, 2011, 03:02 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by rotobott

It was no picnic in Australia back in the day, but it was a more lenient punishment than it used to be, which was hanging for even minor crimes, so basically the good criminals got transported the bad ones got hung

This is an interesting variation of Capitalism

To be prosperous, you must be a "good criminal", because then they will transport you to the land of plenty

**blondifan** · July 30th, 2011, 06:19 AM

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"A Tale they won't Believe" relates to a tale from Australia’s colonial past, a macabre account of escaped convicts making their way across Tasmania, resorting to cannibalism to survive the long trek in the bush. It was based on a passage in Robert Hughes’ The Fatal Shore

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Big_Don't_Argue

I thought it was based on "For the Term of His Natural Life"?
Convicts must've had big appetites.

Quote:

Structurally, For the Term of His Natural Life is made up of a series of semi-fictionalised accounts of actual events during the convict era, loosely bound together with the tragic story of its hero. Most of the incidents and many of the individual characters are easily identifiable from historical sources including Marcus Clarke's own non-fiction work Old Tales of a Young Country. The plot illustrated below is based on the escape of Alexander Pearce, the notorious "Pieman", who ate his companions during two different escape attempts from the Macquarie Harbour Penal Settlement on the West Coast, Tasmania.

a live rendition http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OnNqxI5EdiI

**palo5** · July 30th, 2011, 12:12 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Warren G

I'd be pals with Estreeter

Me too. Siberian tigers get on with everyone

**blondifan** · August 7th, 2011, 04:21 PM

The prey was elusive that morning. The Great White Hunter's trackability was suss to say the least.

"Roo mate, fresh turd, went this way...." noted the GWH.

"Mate, that's moo cow."

"Big roo mate, probably a red male, they're mammoth some of those, sht buckets, steaming too - we must be close."

Suddenly Chris sprang back and discharged the 303, silence scorched and bleeding.

"Brown snake - farrk ! Almost stepped on the bastard!!"

The snake slithered away. It was not amused and surfaced some metres back and reared. Shizen I thought, the devil's annoyed. Chris was right on the ball.

"The bastard's going to attack us, hit it!!"

I fired my 22, and missed. It wasn't fazed, in fact kept looking. I think he was trying to mesmerize us. Chris had chucked another bullet into his 303 and fired. The recoil nearly knocked him on his arse and the snake remained, fanned by the breeze, but very much intactus, indignant, pissed off with this disturbance of morning snooze on the path.

It slipped away.

"Oh fck" said the GWH looking around "it's sneakin' up on us......they do that".

Well there seemed only one way out, run, and we started but the track ahead revealed a reared snake.

"We're in the middle of a fkin' nest. Sh!t. Fire at will." said my mentor loading his weapon. He blasted. I lined the snake in my sight and fired. Both missed. The snake remained. Then it vanished. This didn't look good. We were surrounded. We bolted, exit stage left, for about half a mile, faster than Herb Elliot.

**haldane4** · August 11th, 2011, 11:43 PM

I remember a story about some Irish fenians who were transported to Australia back in the 19th century; there was much consternation as the men were well-liked and a petition was got up to raise funds to pay for a ship full of Irish rebels to travel to Australia, rescue the men and bring them home. And after many adventures the rescue party duly arrived; to find the poor transported brethren each in possession of 40 acres of land, raising crops and families and doing very nicely indeed, with no intention of going back to Dublin's slums.

Only one or two with political ambitions made the jouney home, among them John Mitchell, who was again transported, this time to Newfoundland, and he decided to call it a day.

**Ozzyozzy** · August 12th, 2011, 04:08 AM

Hey GreenSkull, you are a very attractive man...

and when Shane Warne comes back to Australia, he spins the ball the other way.

**billybunter** · August 13th, 2011, 05:13 PM

Have you been downunder? Believe me there are worse places to visit. Very friendly folk unless you get the wrong side of them after a few tinnies

**blondifan** · August 13th, 2011, 06:12 PM

By an Australian, for Australians,
in search of
our culture...

When i first heard of Dave Warner he was a long haired bearded uni student in Perth, Western Australia.
Years later he formed a band "From the Suburbs" and a bit of a following called a Suburban Army.

It's not meant to be serious and while I'm sure the stereotypes he parodies do exist, I personally don't know any ockers/bogans.
But then i don't follow footbore either.

Convict Streak live, but audio only. (It's not meant to offend, folks! Please remember all white Aussies came from somewhere else, at most only a few generations ago.)

Suburban Boy live again, but with video unfortunately.

These days Dave is a successful crime novelist and has written screenplays.

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blondifan Vintage Member Join Date: Aug 2008 Posts: 4,406 Thanks: 55,000 Thanked 60,210 Times in 4,401 Posts	It's Only Ocker Roll, but i like it By an Australian, for Australians, in search of our culture... When i first heard of Dave Warner he was a long haired bearded uni student in Perth, Western Australia. Years later he formed a band "From the Suburbs" and a bit of a following called a Suburban Army. It's not meant to be serious and while I'm sure the stereotypes he parodies do exist, I personally don't know any ockers/bogans. But then i don't follow footbore either. Convict Streak live, but audio only. (It's not meant to offend, folks! Please remember all white Aussies came from somewhere else, at most only a few generations ago.) Suburban Boy live again, but with video unfortunately. These days Dave is a successful crime novelist and has written screenplays.

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July 29th, 2011, 11:45 PM	#182
dogsbreath Senior Member Join Date: Jul 2009 Location: America Posts: 114 Thanks: 5,556 Thanked 901 Times in 109 Posts	I'd be DownUnder.

August 7th, 2011, 04:21 PM	#186
blondifan Vintage Member Join Date: Aug 2008 Posts: 4,406 Thanks: 55,000 Thanked 60,210 Times in 4,401 Posts	The prey was elusive that morning. The Great White Hunter's trackability was suss to say the least. "Roo mate, fresh turd, went this way...." noted the GWH. "Mate, that's moo cow." "Big roo mate, probably a red male, they're mammoth some of those, sht buckets, steaming too - we must be close." Suddenly Chris sprang back and discharged the 303, silence scorched and bleeding. "Brown snake - farrk ! Almost stepped on the bastard!!" The snake slithered away. It was not amused and surfaced some metres back and reared. Shizen I thought, the devil's annoyed. Chris was right on the ball. "The bastard's going to attack us, hit it!!" I fired my 22, and missed. It wasn't fazed, in fact kept looking. I think he was trying to mesmerize us. Chris had chucked another bullet into his 303 and fired. The recoil nearly knocked him on his arse and the snake remained, fanned by the breeze, but very much intactus, indignant, pissed off with this disturbance of morning snooze on the path. It slipped away. "Oh fck" said the GWH looking around "it's sneakin' up on us......they do that". Well there seemed only one way out, run, and we started but the track ahead revealed a reared snake. "We're in the middle of a fkin' nest. Sh!t. Fire at will." said my mentor loading his weapon. He blasted. I lined the snake in my sight and fired. Both missed. The snake remained. Then it vanished. This didn't look good. We were surrounded. We bolted, exit stage left, for about half a mile, faster than Herb Elliot.

August 12th, 2011, 04:08 AM	#188
Ozzyozzy Vintage Member Join Date: Jul 2008 Location: Sydney, Australia Posts: 450 Thanks: 7,839 Thanked 16,157 Times in 437 Posts	Hey GreenSkull, you are a very attractive man... and when Shane Warne comes back to Australia, he spins the ball the other way.