Monday, February 19, 2007
Uniting around pain and beer
A belated entry - it is only a year late.
Northern NSW has a rather redneck reputation, so finding a peaceful enclave of multiculturalism in the 45 degree heat was something of a surprise.
In a place where there is no running water or electricity is a community clustered around some opal mines. They are all individually mined, and the miners speak more than 50 languages. The place where they all come to meet is of course, the pub. Welcome to the Club in the Scrub, one of a string of pubs where the beer is somehow kept cold. Close to one of the best maintained ANZAC memorials in NSW, the pubs have white boards for people to write up their names, service numbers and country. It doesn't matter where you served. Australian, Japanese, Russian all have their place - all you need is an understanding of the horrors of war.
People will unite around the most difficult of topics, but the point is, in a place where they can be themselves, they can unite.
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