Close Encounters X Paul F Walsh Ignorance was walking down the street when he met Knowledge. ‘You can shove that treaty shit, mate,’ Ignorance said. ‘That’s unAustralian, mate! Bloody divisive!’ ‘So, you don’t think that Australia is divided already?’ Knowledge asked. ‘NO, mate, except for you whinging YES people,’ Ignorance said. ‘Some of your
Close Encounters IX Paul F Walsh Ignorance was walking down the street when he met Knowledge. ‘What’s so scary about an advisory group that only has the power to be heard?’ Knowledge asks. ‘You’re trying to trick me,’ Ignorance replied. ‘We know your agenda, mate?’ ‘But do you know your own?’ Knowledge asked.
Close Encounters VIII Paul F Walsh Ignorance was walking down the street when he met Knowledge. ‘I am very strong,’ Ignorance said. ‘We are the majority.’ ‘I know that you think that,’ Knowledge said, ‘but when you multiply ignorance you get divisive weakness rather than unifying strength.’ ‘Says who,’ Ignorance demanded. ‘Knowledge,’ Knowledge
Close Encounters VII Paul F Walsh Ignorance was walking down the street when he met Knowledge. ‘A YES vote would divide us, mate,’ Ignorance said. ‘We’re all equal here in Australia, mate, even the Aborigines.’ ‘So, you’re voting NO to maintain your equality with Aborigines?’ Knowledge asked. ‘Well, when you put it like that
Close Encounters VI Paul F Walsh Ignorance was walking down the street when he met Knowledge. ‘Have you ever spoken to an Aborigine?’ Knowledge asked. ‘NO!’ Ignorance replied, ‘but I know all about them, mate.’ ‘So, you’ve never actually heard an Aboriginal VOICE speaking to you?’ Knowledge asked. ‘NO!’ Ignorance grinned. ‘I’m a
Close Encounters V Paul F Walsh Ignorance was walking down the street when he met Knowledge. ‘Don’t say a word!’ Ignorance warned. ‘You’re not mugging me again with all your elite talk!’ ‘It’s raining,’ Knowledge observed. ‘Share my umbrella.’ ‘NO!’ Ignorance roared. ‘Just shut up! I don’t want to listen to you!’ ‘But
Close Encounters IV Paul F Walsh Ignorance was walking down the street towards his car when he met Knowledge. ‘You should always drive on the left-hand side of the road,’ Knowledge advised. ‘There’s nothing left about me, you woke, leftie bastard!’ Ignorance declared. And that night, Ignorance woke in the hospital thinking that he
Close Encounters III Paul F Walsh Ignorance was walking down the street when he met Knowledge. ‘If you don’t know, vote NO!’ Ignorance said. ‘But I do know,’ Knowledge replied. ‘Well, you best vote YES then, I reckon,’ Ignorance declared. ‘Exactly,’ Knowledge agreed, ‘but now you know too.’ ‘How do you figure that?’
Close Encounters I I Paul F Walsh Ignorance was walking down the street when he met Knowledge. ‘You think you know it all, don’t you?’ Ignorance said. ‘Well, yes,’ Knowledge replied. ‘You don’t know what I don’t know,’ Ignorance challenged. ‘I do, actually,’ Knowledge declared. ‘Well, what I don’t know is in charge
Close Encounters I Paul F Walsh Ignorance was walking down the street when he met Knowledge. ‘Gidday!’ Knowledge said. ‘Don’t speak down to me,’ Ignorance replied. ‘Well, I’d have to be on my knees to speak up to you,’ Knowledge smiled. ‘I’m just being friendly, mate.’ ‘Don’t mate me, mate!’ Ignorance declared. ‘You wouldn’t