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Sep 03 2015

Aylan. Islamic State killed this child – not Europe.

Tag: Newswendy @ 10:13 am

ayanWhile Europe debates what to do with the masses of migrants arriving in Europe from the Middle-East and Africa, this photo of a 3 year old Kurdish boy is now serving to fuel demands for the UK to accept tens of thousands wishing to claim asylum. Bleeding-heart liberals are now jumping on the bandwagon using this poor child’s death, having drowned when the overcrowded dinghy he was on with his mother and brother sank in the Mediterranean, as a reason for taking in unsustainable numbers of asylum seekers.

This child did not die because of Europe’s farce of being borderless. This child did not die because David Cameron has, rightfully, chosen to limit the number of Syrians being granted asylum in the UK. This child died because ISIS drove his mother, and countless others, to flee their homeland. This child died because of people smugglers capitalising on human misery. This child died because Africans and other economic migrants are taking up space in those boats looking for an unchallenged entry ticket to Europe. Why are the boats always full of young males rather than women and children?

Prioritise. Africans have an entire continent to choose to move around. They don’t need to be in boats heading to Greece or Turkey, the boat that child was on was overcrowded with predominantly young males, we do know that. Families…men and women with their children need to be given priority over hoodie-wearing African and Middle-Eastern males once they have arrived in a safe country. Even so, processing these people in Europe will not stop desperate families getting into the boats in Libya and Syria. No refugee policy in Europe would have stopped Aylan drowning.

But lay the blame for Aylan’s death at the real source – Islamic State. The world powers know where they are and they need immediate action to wipe them out.

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Feb 07 2015

The Sydney Siege and its victims – how much publicity is too much?

Tag: Australia,Newswendy @ 10:13 am

Why is the Australian public losing its initial sympathy with the people who were involved in what was a serious hostage situation? following this tragedy major current affairs programs have broadcast interviews with the survivors, who were paid large sums of money for their stories, but instead of widespread support they have become increasingly subject to criticism. Has society become cynical about these widely broadcast news stories, do we feel less and less sympathy for the people who are caught up in them simply because we keep hearing about every single detail for weeks and months after the event? are we less sorry for people who make large amounts of money out of situations where fellow victims lost their lives?

Compare this tragedy and its victims to that of the Granville train disaster and its victims and I can see why people are being so cynical about ‘The Sydney Siege’ fallout. Its the way in which major events like the siege are presented to the public these days when rolling 24 hour coverage and desire for the most sensational angles and details drives the news networks in feeding the appetite of the masses. People want coverage to be as explicit as possible these days because society has become de-sensitised to death, horror and grief. At Granville the media kept a respectful distance from the rescue workers, at the siege journalists were getting as close as possible to ‘see everything’ even members of the public were going out of their way to take selfies at a serious hostage situation! after Granville the victims and rescue workers quietly got on with the business of moving on, these days such victims get their hair and makeup done and earn vast amounts of money ‘recounting’ every gory detail. The media is so obsessed with feeding the public’s appetite for extreme grief and gore that a potentially serious terror threat was broadcast as though it was a major entertainment spectacle and the survivors are treated as cast members. Do we really need to know what happened to them in such detail and do they need to go public instead of maintaining some dignity and going to a trauma counsellor instead of 60 Minutes? no wonder so many are cynical and lacking sympathy for these people, they are not victims as much as they are ‘The Siege Survivors’…the more exposure and publicity they get the more this tragedy loses its impact.

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Jan 09 2015

Portrait of a child: Dennis O’Neill 1932 – 1945

Tag: Family Life,Newswendy @ 3:00 am

dennisoneilDennis O’Neill was born in Newport, Wales on the 3rd of March 1932. He was your average little boy who enjoyed doing all the mischievous, fun things that all little boys like to do. He was born into a large family, his parents were very poor. Dennis had older brothers and sisters but he was closer to his two younger brothers Terry and Freddie. Dennis was particularly close to his younger brother Terry who he met up and played with after school each day, Dennis was very protective of Terry. The little boys were often hungry and cold in their home but they did not know physical cruelty. Dennis went to school and would come out each day and meet little Terry in the street, Dennis would walk towards Terry with one foot on the road and one foot on up the kerb, doing a funny kind of walk just for some fun. One day in 1940 Dennis, Terry and Freddie were taken from their parents and placed into foster care.

Dennis and his younger brothers went on to live in different places a hospital at first then a children’s home and then in the homes of some very kind foster parents. Dennis enjoyed regular hot baths, delicious meals every day, going to school and to church. Dennis enjoyed playing in open fields with his brothers at these foster homes; he told Terry scary stories as they walked home from school on dark wintry days, he collected watercress from river banks to take home and eat on sandwiches, he played in woods, he went bird nesting and he loved to swim and make dams in creeks with Terry and Freddie in the warm summer weather. Dennis loved to collect frogs and tadpoles in jam jars from ponds, he liked to play ‘aeroplanes and gliders’ with Terry in the open fields around the home where he lived with his kind foster parents. Dennis was protective of his younger brother Terry and defended him from school bullies. He made an apple pie at school one day and afterwards proudly shared it with his brothers. Dennis could be a tattle-tale from time to time, sometimes getting Terry into strife. Dennis was the boss, he said clever things and was a quiet, kind and well-mannered little boy.

In June 1944 Dennis and Terry were taken to live with new foster parents Reginald and Esther Gough at Bank Farm in Minsterly, Shropshire.

Dennis went to the local village school with Terry and made pocket money by picking crab-apples and selling them to local shop owners. Dennis worked very hard everyday doing his chores on the Gough farm with Terry working alongside him. He loved the animals, he was good at bringing in the horses and cows and feeding the chickens.  Dennis enjoyed visiting and playing with his youngest brother Freddie who was living with a family at a neighbouring house. Dennis was good at school, he and Terry looked out for each other. Dennis worked hard and did his best to please at all times. Dennis had dark hair and was a good looking young boy. At the age of 12, Dennis was a well-behaved, quiet and polite little boy.

On the 8th January 1945, Dennis was violently beaten by Reginald Gough.

On the 9th January 1945, 70 years ago today, Dennis died in his bed from his injuries.

Dennis O’Neill is more than just a name on the files of untold numbers of court, government and social services documents.  He is more than the subject of an inquiry, more than a wiki page, the subject of blog posts and cause for change. Dennis O’Neill was a real little boy who loved to run and play and get into scrapes, who lived and laughed and went to school and had friends. He was a son and is a brother and an uncle. And for as long as his name is known and for as long as he is held dear by his remaining family and for as long as we who read about him and care about what happened to him…..he will be remembered and loved.


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Jan 08 2015

On a winters day in Paris, 2015

Tag: Literature,Newswendy @ 7:29 am









” Evil. Mistrust those who rejoice at it even more than those who do it”. Victor Hugo (1802-1885).


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