This year’s Anzac Day meeting coincided with the 99th anniversary of the disastrous invasion at Gallipoli. For many years it was a solemn day, a day of reflection, to remember those who’d fallen. It is now becoming more a celebration, a day to get pissed and act in a jingoistic manner. Five of my mother’s uncles served in the First AIF, one did not return, the others all came back injured in various ways. It is important to remember Anzac Day, remember the sacrifices, but do it in a informed manner where we learn a balanced history of the event(s), not the jingoistic razzamataz which has come to the forefront in the last quarter of a century. It is too important day not to be understood and remembered in an informed, mature manner.
Any how enough of my soap box, off to Avoca for the races.