Monday, 7 October 2019

'Against Our Oath' Film

Don't miss the Brisbane screenings of this important documentary. Details below:

Against Our Oath is a gripping documentary feature film that follows the ethical conflict of doctors when the Australian government overrides their decisions for refugee patients.  It’s the inside story on the hotly debated Medevac Bill.  Filmed over four years in seven countries by award winning journalist filmmaker Heather Kirkpatrick (who made Mary Meets Mohammad) the film will confront you with deep moral questions.  

WATCH THE TRAILER HERE:   https://www.againstouroath.com/

DETAILS OF THE BRISBANE  SCREENINGS ARE: 
BRISBANE PREMIERE Thu 24 Oct 6.30pm at New Farm Cinemas with filmmaker Q & A. Arrive 6.20pm for 6.30pm.  Five Star Cinemas, 701 Brunswick Street, New Farm. Book here: https://against-our-oath-doco-bris1.eventbrite.com
BRISBANE Sun 27 Oct 2pm Five Star Cinemas, New Farm. 701 Brunswick St, New Farm.  Book here: https://fivestarcinemas.com.au/new-farm/movie/against-our-oath

Saturday, 28 September 2019

No one leave home unless

Home, by Warsan Shire (British-Somali poet) 

no one leaves home unless
home is the mouth of a shark
you only run for the border
when you see the whole city running as well
your neighbours running faster than you
breath bloody in their throats
the boy you went to school with
who kissed you dizzy behind the old tin factory
is holding a gun bigger than his body
you only leave home
when home won't let you stay.
no one leaves home unless home chases you
fire under feet
hot blood in your belly
it's not something you ever thought of doing
until the blade burnt threats into
your neck
and even then you carried the anthem under
your breath
only tearing up your passport in an airport toilets
sobbing as each mouthful of paper
made it clear that you wouldn't be going back.
you have to understand,
that no one puts their children in a boat
unless the water is safer than the land
no one burns their palms
under trains
beneath carriages
no one spends days and nights in the stomach of a truck
feeding on newspaper unless the miles travelled 
means something more than journey.
no one crawls under fences
no one wants to be beaten
pitied
no one chooses refugee camps
or strip searches where your
body is left aching
or prison,
because prison is safer
than a city of fire
and one prison guard
in the night
is better than a truckload
of men who look like your father
no one could take it
no one could stomach it
no one skin would be tough enough
the
go home blacks
refugees
dirty immigrants
asylum seekers
sucking our country dry
niggers with their hands out
they smell strange
savage
messed up their country and now they want
to mess ours up
how do the words
the dirty looks
roll off your backs
maybe because the blow is softer
than a limb torn off
or the words are more tender
than fourteen men between 
your legs
or the insults are easier 
to swallow
than rubble
than bone
than your child body
in pieces.
I want to go home,
but home is the mouth of a shark
home is the barrel of the gun
and no one would leave home
unless home chased you to the shore
unless home told you 
to quicken your legs
leave your clothes behind
crawl through the desert
wade through the oceans
drown
save
be hunger
beg
forget pride
your survival is more important
no one leaves home until home is a sweaty voice in your ear
saying-
leave,
run away from me now
I don’t know what I’ve become
but I know that anywhere

is safer than here.

Wednesday, 18 September 2019

Cathy McGowan Talk



       Will you be there tomorrow evening to hear Cathy's strategy to close 
         Manus and Nauru?

St John's Cathedral is a short walk from Central Station.

There is parking onsite after 5pm.