Post #1001996

I was a kid in Melbourne in the 70s. Our parents were born during the Second World War, our grandparents fought it. My friends were Greek, Italian, Croatian, Serbian, Malaysian, British, American, even German. Multiculturalism worked just fine if you discount the odd fuckwit with the "cat eating" tropes. Until one particular Prime Minister told us that it was bad and that the racists were right. For votes.