Politics has dominated the mainstream media and the social media in 2012 and we bloggers have responded with some great media of our own. I’m enjoying the quality discourse this has provided.
But for today, to entertain those who might want to briefly drift their focus away from the mental whirlpool of politics, like Wixxy’s latest topic, I present something with a difference. My regular Sunday Abbott bashing frenzy can wait another week. He’ll still be there in a week’s time providing us with something to mock. One of his uncontrolled thought bubbles will float to the surface over the next few days and his motor mouth will do the rest and bingo, another blog topic will be born.
Until then, feel free to partake in Unforgettable.
Unforgettable is about those events throughout your life that you will never, unsurprisingly, forget. Those events whose details have stuck in your mind. You remember what you were doing when news of them came through. They may have shocked you. Or saddened you. Or thrilled you. They might have changed your life. They, not necessarily, may have directly involved you or they may have been totally unrelated to you.
It might have been the moment you met your future husband or wife, your first day at school, or maybe world breaking events such as the terrorist attacks on 9/11 or the death of Princess Diana. You tell us.
Four events stick in my mind and I can still recall the emotions I felt and what I was doing at the time. Here they are:
- The assassination of President Kennedy. I was in a class at school when a teacher came in sobbing with the news. Even at my young age I knew of the appeal of JFK and that he was a good man. Apparently being President of the USA was a big thing.
- The Beatles in Adelaide. Sadly, I missed it as I was living on Kangaroo Island. The islanders were excited that the Fab Four would be coming to the island to do some fishing, which turned out to be another media beat-up. It was the first beat-up I ever experienced and wondered if the media really behaved like that.
- The sacking of the Whitlam Government. I was angry and bought a bottle of Jim Beam to drown my sorrows. It changed nothing, but I acquired a taste for Jim Beam.
- The assassination of John Lennon. I was on an army exercise at the time. I felt so sick, I couldn’t eat. It was shattering for someone who idolised him, and there were millions like me. His death killed everyone’s dream that the Beatles might perform together again.