Corrupt Australia presents an alternative to the politically correct channels of debate to reveal and scrutinize the skewed structure/design of modern Australian society. We also seek to encourage autonomous Australian culture which is free from the standardizing and overly materialistic clutches of globalisation and which encourages citizens to go further than simply contributing to a quantity over quality mindset and the banal and unsustainable conditions under which we may increase our love for and attainment of material mass.
So, it is election time. To those of us who will be voting once more, who's ballot will yet again be vying with the millions of others without any consideration of the inherent differences in intelligence, character and capability that clearly exist between voters, and to those of us who will be voting for the first time, wide eyed and naively optimistic about modern democracy; it now seems timely to speculate over what this particular election can possibly hope to deliver.
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One side of this inquiry needs to address the political ideas we are choosing amongst, and the other side needs to address the people who will be doing the choosing: the voters. On the one hand we argue that our political spectrum is limited to lax liberalism and rampant materialism, and on the other that the opportunity to vote is ridiculously unqualified and not determined by any applicable standards. Please follow the bolded hyperlinks to read more into both sides of the inquiry:
Think of it all - of the life that is! Study your friends and foes!
Study the past! And answer this: "Are these times better than those?"
The life-long quarrel, the paltry spite, the sting of your poisoned pride!
No matter who fell it were better to fight as they did when the world was
wide.
Boast as you will of your mateship now - crippled and mean and sly -
The lines of suspicion on friendship's brow were traced since the days gone
by.
There was room in the long, free lines of the van to fight for it side by
side -
There was beating-room for the heart of a man in the days when the world was
wide.
With its dull, brown days of a-shilling-an-hour the dreary year drags round:
Is this the result of Old England's power? - the bourne of the Outward
Bound?
Is this the sequel of Westward Ho! - of the days of Whate'er Betide?
The heart of the rebel makes answer "No! We'll fight till the world grows
wide!"
The world shall yet be a wider world - for the tokens are manifest;
East and North shall the wrongs be hurled that followed us South and West.
The march of Freedom is North by the Dawn! Follow, whate'er betide!
Sons of the Exiles, march! March on! March till the world grows wide!
