Nun of that, please
WE should really feel compassion, rather than pride, for the group calling themselves the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence (“Not too proud to change their mind”, Voice, January 25, 2014) whose photograph and article appears on your cover page.
It is sad that these men feel they have to go to such lengths to make fun of women who have chosen to dedicate their lives to social welfare.
I suspect most of these men would be educated, maybe some of them with university degrees, and it is such a pity they don’t use their minds to better purpose than to denigrate the hundreds of women who have shown such selfless dedication in serving our community for most of their lives.
I feel sorry that they are wasting their minds on such immature humour.
Second Ave, Mt Lawley
The Ed says: And they might argue it’s a pity nuns haven’t used their minds to better purpose than to tell people that gays are going to hell.
Sparklers on Australia Day
AFTER watching the Skyshow for the first time in years, we took my 80-year-old father and our 20 year old son who has Down Syndrome to the Esplanade train station, planning to make a change of trains at Perth station.
There have been so many articles about unprovoked violence and irresponsible youth, I must admit I was slightly concerned about what we might encounter.
But all the young people were SO polite and any request to help our father access stairs, move out of the way, or relinquish a seat was met with complete acceptance and understanding by all.
At Perth station hordes of people rushed in all directions, yet no one buffered our slow-moving group of four and not a word in anger was spoken by anyone.
At Daglish we were so focused on getting our elderly father off the train that the doors closed before we’d gone back for our disabled son. He was trapped on the train.
As the train pulled away we banged on the windows, yelling and pleading with the occupants of the carriage to help our son, who looked as scared as we felt.
I was losing my son and felt totally powerless.
The first angels of the night were a young couple who showed us the emergency call button at the Daglish station, and there we called an official who took our phone number and suggested we head for Claremont.
Rushing—as quickly as an 80 year old with asthma can—to the car and putting Stirling Moss to shame we headed towards Claremont station. The official called back to ask for a description of our son and said he could see he had exited at Shenton Park and wasn’t alone.
We gunned it for Shenton Park and my husband flew up and on to the platform to find our son. What he saw was confronting and overwhelming; about 20 people were standing with John, waiting for us to arrive.
There were cheers and clapping from the whole group at the happy reunion, as John flew into his father’s arms. Then the whole group bundled into the next train for Fremantle.
I know bad things probably happened on Australia Day, and in the community we hear about the horrors perpetrated by the evil few, but can we say that the goodness of those who assisted us and our son cannot go by without a huge thank you from us.
To every one of you who made the choice to help when you could have looked the other way, and who went over and above either in your job (the official on the phone and the station guards who arrived at Shenton Park as we did) or the couple at the station or the occupants who waited with John, thank you from the bottom of our hearts.
It showed us what Australians are made of, and that made us SO proud.
John and Susan Dickenson
Brookdale St, Floreat
The Ed says: This letter was edited for length.
The Mac express
CAN anyone stop Alannah (“Missing the mayoral chains,” Voice, January 25, 2014)?
Elsewhere, the same is being asked of Hillary, one of the brave few who needs no further explanation. Similarities are obvious: in spirit, pragmatism, rare common sense and ready humour.
Our male politicians, regardless of their adopted stance in the profession of their choice, have lacklustre that saps our nation’s morale.
Ms MacTiernan’s backbencher days, one senses, will be numbered: lasting for as long as it takes this quick learner to become relaxed with the “Canberra game.”
While her star has known faltering, it continues in ascendancy. The federal Labor MP for Perth displays the skill, confidence and—most importantly—the sincerity necessary to visit upon our prime minister the hard times that he inflicted on Julia Gillard.
Who would want to stop Alannah doing just that? Be prepared to move over, Bill Shorten.
First Ave, Mt Lawley