It's that special time of year - Scorpio Season. And I thought the best star sign ever deserved a fable, our own Scorpio fairytale, something to tell the kids at bedtime forever more. I hope you like it. Father was suddenly so old and frail, no longer able to provide. Each night he’d come home empty-handed with tears welling in his eyes. Our empty stomachs roared out, but we held true to the lie; You’ll knock ‘em dead tomorrow Papa, best go get some shuteye. You see everyone

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I suppose it’s always been this way, an ever-repeating global path of least resistance towards basking in conflict. I’ve become acutely aware of this defining human trait while beavering away to construct stories the gatekeepers of mass media will believe worthy of purchasing, publishing, producing, distributing and pushing to the masses. The question always front and centre of their cortex, where is the conflict? They’re obsessed with it. You need a hero and a villain. You n

History is not up for debate. There are historical facts that we can't run from, can't hide from, can't simply change because horrific acts were committed and feelings are sure to be hurt in remembering the deeds of the past that could have been handled so much better if societies weren’t so often run by psychopaths with more passion for self-interest than the betterment of mankind. This is nothing new. The plight of the First Australians, the Indigenous Peoples of this Great