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January 17, 2008
I'm sitting at the blue table on the balcony at Victor Harbor testing the wireless broadband with my PC laptop, looking at photographs to include in my coastal neighbourhood, exploring Myla Kent's delightful photoblog, reading Amanda's Gilligan's Mockingbird and listening to BBC Radio World service. It's called multi-tasking in the global village I suppose.
The internet means that the local is no longer the closed provincial looking inward. I find it comforting to be immersed in the 24 hours news cycle that endlessly repeats itself with enthusiasm. The momentary content is a story on the global credit crisis and the declining values of the London property market. Just a blip is the message from the suits. What global credit crisis? The Chinese, Russians and Indians are not experiencing a credit crunch in their countries.
The suits' account is that there are always ups and downs in price---that's how the market works. That is what happened in Canary Wharf in the 1990s. Some win some lose. But the property fundamentals today are sound. Look at the success of Canary Wharf. The developers usually get it---value---right in the long run.
It's all a long way from my little coastal neighbourhood with its rocks and beaches and the modest development of weekenders, resorts and marinas.
Gary Sauer-Thompson, rocks near Petrel Cove, Victor Harbor, 2008
Nobody mentions the Pelicans who made the area their home due to being feed fish by the returning recreational fishermen. What will the Pelicans do? Make do? Look for the human touch? Why cannot we have development and sanctuaries?
Gary Sauer-Thompson, beach, Hayborough, Victor Harbor, 2007
If our roots are the local and the ariel is the global, then I feel like a broken butterfly in a storm. A storm is approaching for sure----its called global warming . Who will fix the broken butterflies' dreaming about the glory days? Or will they too dance in the dark?
Gary Sauer-Thompson, Agtet, Encounter Bay, Victor Harbor, 2007
It is no long a case of regionalism in opposition to globalization is it? That much loved beach may no longer be there in ten years, if the Antarctic ice sheet continues to melt the way it currently is doing. All I see is the ice sheet melting faster than initially expected.
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The River Murray has already gone as a river. I 'm finding that I just need someone to hang onto. I play Bruce Springsteen. He's comforting. i don't mind dancing in the dark. Adelaide is no longer the lucky town. It's full of lonely spaces.