@ausstockchick Either they were always planning the CGT and neg gearing changes OR they were not and are making policy on the run. It’s either lies or incompetence. Either way it’s time for change.
Meanwhile, Singapore with no agriculture or natural resources has gone from third world to first world in a generation and keeps getting better, all while being one of the most culturally diverse countries in the world. No poverty, no homelessness, no drug problem and virtually no crime. Hand Singapore the keys to the Australian government and we’d be a super power in about 20 years.
@Thejimpenman@ms_dingo Singapore also has no woke BS, no capital gains tax, no homeless people, no drug problem and virtually no crime! All while being one of the most multicultural countries on earth. It’s an enigma. Australian government should be studying Singapore and learning from what works.
Singapore has no CGT. It was poorer than Australia per capita and now it is almost twice as rich. They didn't do it by taxing everyone harder. Jim Chalmers and Albo take note.
@SatoshiWolf He took an opportunity to cement you as a customer by saying “I’ve squeezed a few extra in the box for you, enjoy” into an almost guarantee you’ll never go there again! #moron
STOP! 👮🚫 DO NOT WATCH THIS VIDEO 😡
@PatsKarvelas was right!
We cannot be sharing videos like these and legitimising One Nation any more than it already massively is.
This is immoral.
This is unjust.
This is UNMULTICULTURAL.
Stop it.
Stop watching this.
Stop sharing this.
Do you want One Nation to get elected in 2028?!?!
If you share this video then that nightmare might just come true!
Don't become one of Pauline's Dark Forces.
No. Just, no.
#auspol
Even rusted on Labor supporters now realise that voting for the Albanese regime was a huge error, and they elected a deceitful lying incompetent government, run by a pack off fools that couldn’t run a chook raffle in a pub.
Anne Hathaway, in 2014, was filming Interstellar in Iceland.
Hathaway had been vegan, by that point, for several years. She had announced the diet publicly. She had defended it in interviews. She had built part of her public image around it. Her husband Adam Shulman had supported it through every dinner.
In Reykjavik, during a break in filming, she went to a Michelin-starred restaurant with Shulman and her co-star Matt Damon. Damon told the chef to choose the meal for the table.
The plates arrived. Salmon. Hathaway, in her own retelling to Tatler, asked sheepishly: "Is your fish local?" The waiter replied: "Do you see that fjord?"
She ate the salmon.
The phrase she used, afterwards, was that her brain felt like "a computer rebooting." She felt better the next day. She has not returned to veganism since, except briefly for a film role in 2022, which lasted three weeks before she turned to Shulman one morning and said: "I need a burger."
Anne Hathaway has access to the best nutritionists in the world. She has the discipline of a working actress who can starve herself for parts and gain weight for others. She has the resources to source any plant-based ingredient on the planet, at any time, in any quantity.
She also has a nervous system.
The nervous system did the talking. On a piece of salmon, in a Reykjavik restaurant, on a Tuesday in 2014, it rebooted.
The metaphor, in the literal medical sense, is almost accurate. The brain is approximately 60% fat. The fat it prefers, structurally, is the long-chain omega-3 found in oily fish. The fjord was full of it. Her bloodstream, prior to that dinner, had been running on flax.
The system came back online with the salmon.
She has not gone back.
Activist: "The grain that goes to cattle could end world hunger."
Farmer: "Which grain?"
Activist: "The grain you feed your cows."
Farmer: "Mine eat grass."
Activist: "...all of them?"
Farmer: "All of them. The field grows grass. The cow eats the grass. Through winter she gets a bit of brewer's mash and sugar beet pulp alongside the silage."
Activist: "There it is."
Farmer: "There what is. Brewer's mash is the spent barley from a brewery. The brewery has already taken the sugars out for the beer. Sugar beet pulp is what's left after the sugar is pressed out for your tea. The cow eats what's left after we've squeezed the calories out for ourselves."
Activist: "But Ethiopia could eat it."
Farmer: "Ethiopia would politely send it back. It's wet, mouldy, and ferments in the bag inside a week. She's the recycling bin. You're shipping the bin to a country that already has bins."
Activist: "But the actual grain. Wheat. Barley."
Farmer: "Goes to humans. The cow gets the husks and the pressings. The bit your jaw would file a complaint about."
Activist: "There must be a way."
Farmer: "There is. The cow turns the leftovers into beef. The bin has been full for a century. You just noticed."
In 1870, if you took a spade to the ground in Iowa, or Nebraska, or eastern Kansas, you could push it in to the haft and not hit anything that wasn't soil.
Six feet of topsoil. Black, friable, alive. The richest agricultural earth on the planet, by a margin so absurd that European visitors with farming backgrounds went silent when they saw it turned over.
Most arable land on Earth carries between one and eight inches of topsoil. The Great Plains carried seventy-two.
Nobody had ploughed it. Nobody had fertilised it. Nobody had irrigated it. It had been built, slowly and completely, by something else.
Stand back from the spade. Stand back from the field. Stand back far enough to see the continent.
A herd of bison, fifty miles wide, takes five days to pass the hillside you are standing on. Colonel Dodge recorded this in Arkansas in 1871, and he was not the only one. From the top of Pawnee Rock the herd ran to the horizon in every direction at once. The earth, observers wrote, trembled at three miles.
Sixty million animals. The largest gathering of large mammals the planet has ever held. They had been doing this for ten thousand years.
The grass grew tall because the bison grazed it hard and moved on. Their hooves broke the crust for seed. Their wallows held the rain. Their dung fed the microbes. Their carcasses fed them harder. The deep-rooted prairie grasses, big bluestem, switchgrass, Indian grass, drove their roots fifteen feet down, locking carbon into the soil at a depth no plough would ever reach.
The bison built the six feet of black earth. The bison were why it existed.
Then the hide market arrived. Five thousand bison a day, shot from train windows, left to rot. The U.S. government encouraged it openly, because starving the Plains nations was cheaper than fighting them. By 1889, of the sixty million, five hundred and forty-one remained.
The plough followed within a decade.
The grass was turned under. The hooves and the wallows and the dung had stopped. The soil, untethered from the system that built it, dried.
In April 1935 it rose into the sky as a black wall a thousand miles wide and travelled to the Atlantic.
Six feet of soil, built over ten millennia, blown into the sea in a generation.
There is no putting the bison back at that scale.
The cow is the closest analogue the continent has. Run her like a bison, on grass, on the move, in a tight mob. Watch what the land does.
Activist: "Beef is destroying the Amazon."
Farmer: "Mine isn't. Mine's from Pembrokeshire."
Activist: "But globally."
Farmer: "The Amazon is being cleared mostly for soy. Most of that soy goes into biodiesel, processed food, and chicken feed. Almost none of it touches a British animal because British cattle eat grass. The thing you're upset about is in your salad dressing."
Activist: "But you're contributing to demand."
Farmer: "Demand for Welsh beef. The loggers in Rondônia are not waiting for my forty cows to stop eating grass before they put the chainsaw down. They will keep going whether my cattle exist or not. My ceasing trade with myself changes nothing in Brazil."
Activist: "It's all one system."
Farmer: "It is not all one system. You can boycott Brazilian beef without boycotting a Welsh hill farm. Shutting me down does not save a single tree. It just turns this field into bramble and puts the loggers exactly where they already were."
Activist: "Beef is beef."
Farmer: "Wine is wine. Is Champagne off the list because of the bloke in Watford bottling antifreeze in his shed and selling it from a wheelie bin."