I am an aboriginal.
An aboriginal with a seniors card.
The combination of which makes me an aboriginal elder.
As such I can point the bone at people who displease me.
Before I do that, I must warn you that anyone casting aspersions as to my aboriginality will taste the sweet, tender mercy of Justice Bromberg.
Who, in the Andrew Bolt case, found that anyone doubting the aboriginality of the blonde and the brindle was … at fault.
And subject to much correction.
Thus warned, I will proceed with my pointing of the bone.
David’s chapters in that book are here.