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“As a newly arrived immigrant, the flagwaving and wearing, the parties and the celebrating on Australia Day were not intimidating or boorish – they were an inspiration,” writes former Independent correspondent Maxine Frith:

I was blown away by Australia Day – by the sheer exuberance of a country coming together to unashamedly celebrate its existence.

Walking through the city centre towards Circular Quay, we passed a Chinese family, the little girl proudly sporting an Australian flag on each cheek.

At the ferry terminal, a gaggle of teenage boys were chatting in Italian, all of them draped in the flag, while alongside them a couple of impeccably dressed women pensioners each had a little flag poking out of their handbags.

In Balmain, where we were house-hunting, we stopped off for a drink and the man in the bar raised his glass to wish us a “Happy Australia Day’‘.

That’s what it’s like here in Reichstralia – just non-stop hatred and racism.

Posted by Tim B. on 02/03/2007 at 09:03 AM
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