I am extremely grateful to Keith for encouraging me in my historically challenging and contoversial research getting to the truth of the mythology of King Arthur in British history. I demonstrate with linguistic and content analysis of primary texts that this was a mythology about a man who never was, simply an ancient god turned human being. His mythology, drawn from an earlier religious cosmos, changed form and was used for many political purposes, including those of ethnicity, in the two thousand or more years since the disintegrating Roman Empire left or ‘lost’ Britain. So pervasive was the mythos of this ‘High King’ that Arthurian legends were pictured in images on the walls of the Robing Room in Queen Victoria’s Houses of Parliament and his signal ravens never departed the Tower of London..

Keith never wavered in his support for my daring challenge and his approval of the matters I was uncovering. He saw that I would be fighting an uphill battle on several fronts – the ‘true’ believers front, and the ‘celtic history studies’ front, for starters – and so published my long article. We finally met after he had published more of my writings on other topics, and he encouraged me to continue work in the Arthurian arena in particular.

His passing grieves me deeply. I have lost a friend-in-arms as well as a supporter of my recent musings, for we discovered we had shared a hidden past in the same institution. He knew my first husband very well and unbenownst to Keith I had acted as a publisher’s reader for one of Keith’s books on journalism. Noone else in my faculty would take that task on, such was the deplatforming Keith was receiving for leaving the left. My report was very positive. It put me even further on the outer with the Marxist faculty’s stalwarts.

Oddly enough, I first saw the slogan as I was driving through an area on the Warrego Highway that seems to have multiple religious signs, about two weeks ago.
It seemed to fit with the other signs.
My reaction was literally “WTF?”
I didn’t realise it later until I saw the news – of course it was the ABC – I was trying to read and Older sister was laughing at something so I looked up.
That was thirty seconds of suspended rationality I’ll never get back.

So not all the intelligent people have left Scotland.

I expect she will leave when she’s older.

Lovely kid.

Well you could do nothing about eligibility but eliminate whole categories.

Dutton is too frightened to do anything except throw taxpayers’ money around like Labor.