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Bloke Didn’t Realise Everyone Thought He Was Ugly Until He Got Told He Was Punching — The Betoota Advocate

Bloke Didn’t Realise Everyone Thought He Was Ugly Until He Got Told He Was Punching — The Betoota Advocate

LOUIS BURKE | Culture | CONTACT Betoota local Daniel Nagy has learnt his friends always thought he had a rude head ever since he shacked up with his conventionally…

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Bob Katter Says If You Want His Opinion On An Indigenous Voice, Well The Fact Of The Matter Is That It’s Not Likely We’ll Ever See Anything Quite Like Christine Anu Ever Again I Mean Wasn’t She Just Spectacular? And Look I Know That’s A Pretty Crowded Field, Namely The Likes Of Lionel Rose, Jessica Mauboy, Seaman Dan, Shakaya And Of Course Dan Sultan But If I’m Honest There Was Just Something So Electrifying About That Torres Strait Islander Girl On Stage At The 2000 Olympics Closing Ceremony Belting Out ‘My Island Home’ It Really Was Just The Right Time, Right Place And There Was A Static Atmosphere Off The Back Off Her Fellow North Queensland Sister Cathy Freeman Winning Gold With Both Flags Over Her Shoulders Look It Was 22 Years Ago And I Remember It Like It Was Yesterday, I Was Lucky Enough To Be There In Homebush Watching Actually, It Was A Moment So Special That I Momentarily Forgot Those Bastards From The IOC Had Sat Me Next To That Treasonous Free-Marketeer Paul Keating Who Most Probably Thought The Song Was Dedicated To Him Because He Visited Redfern Once And No I Didn’t Come Down In The Last Shower I Am Well Aware That Christine’s ARIA-Nominated 1995 Single Was Actually A Cover Of The Warumpi Band But Ya See, And Not Many People Know This, She Actually Started Her Career As A Back Up Singer For Neil Murray, Who Was A White Boy That Co-Wrote That Song With His Black Brothers From The Top End, And That’s What Makes This Indigenous Voice So Special Because This Is What’s It’s All About At The End Of The Day, Getting To Blackfellas Share Knowledge And Insights With Whitefellas, And Then Creating A System Where We Can Pass It On To The Next Generation Of All Colours, Because That’s Where The Magic Happens, That’s When We See Results And That’s When We Fill Stadiums Of Crying Patriots Who Are Equipped To Interrogate Our Complicated History And Heal As One… But As For Albanese’s Referendum, I’m Not Sure How I’ll Be Voting Yet

Bob Katter Says If You Want His Opinion On An Indigenous Voice, Well The Fact Of The Matter Is That It’s Not Likely We’ll Ever See Anything Quite Like Christine Anu Ever Again I Mean Wasn’t She Just Spectacular? And Look I Know That’s A Pretty Crowded Field, Namely The Likes Of Lionel Rose, Jessica Mauboy, Seaman Dan, Shakaya And Of Course Dan Sultan But If I’m Honest There Was Just Something So Electrifying About That Torres Strait Islander Girl On Stage At The 2000 Olympics Closing Ceremony Belting Out ‘My Island Home’ It Really Was Just The Right Time, Right Place And There Was A Static Atmosphere Off The Back Off Her Fellow North Queensland Sister Cathy Freeman Winning Gold With Both Flags Over Her Shoulders Look It Was 22 Years Ago And I Remember It Like It Was Yesterday, I Was Lucky Enough To Be There In Homebush Watching Actually, It Was A Moment So Special That I Momentarily Forgot Those Bastards From The IOC Had Sat Me Next To That Treasonous Free-Marketeer Paul Keating Who Most Probably Thought The Song Was Dedicated To Him Because He Visited Redfern Once And No I Didn’t Come Down In The Last Shower I Am Well Aware That Christine’s ARIA-Nominated 1995 Single Was Actually A Cover Of The Warumpi Band But Ya See, And Not Many People Know This, She Actually Started Her Career As A Back Up Singer For Neil Murray, Who Was A White Boy That Co-Wrote That Song With His Black Brothers From The Top End, And That’s What Makes This Indigenous Voice So Special Because This Is What’s It’s All About At The End Of The Day, Getting To Blackfellas Share Knowledge And Insights With Whitefellas, And Then Creating A System Where We Can Pass It On To The Next Generation Of All Colours, Because That’s Where The Magic Happens, That’s When We See Results And That’s When We Fill Stadiums Of Crying Patriots Who Are Equipped To Interrogate Our Complicated History And Heal As One… But As For Albanese’s Referendum, I’m Not Sure How I’ll Be Voting Yet

CLANCY OVERELL | Editor | CONTACT Ahead of Bob Katter’s long-awaited appearance on the ABC’s Q&A to discuss the Indigenous Voice to Parliament, the humble Member For Kennedy…

Continue Reading Bob Katter Says If You Want His Opinion On An Indigenous Voice, Well The Fact Of The Matter Is That It’s Not Likely We’ll Ever See Anything Quite Like Christine Anu Ever Again I Mean Wasn’t She Just Spectacular? And Look I Know That’s A Pretty Crowded Field, Namely The Likes Of Lionel Rose, Jessica Mauboy, Seaman Dan, Shakaya And Of Course Dan Sultan But If I’m Honest There Was Just Something So Electrifying About That Torres Strait Islander Girl On Stage At The 2000 Olympics Closing Ceremony Belting Out ‘My Island Home’ It Really Was Just The Right Time, Right Place And There Was A Static Atmosphere Off The Back Off Her Fellow North Queensland Sister Cathy Freeman Winning Gold With Both Flags Over Her Shoulders Look It Was 22 Years Ago And I Remember It Like It Was Yesterday, I Was Lucky Enough To Be There In Homebush Watching Actually, It Was A Moment So Special That I Momentarily Forgot Those Bastards From The IOC Had Sat Me Next To That Treasonous Free-Marketeer Paul Keating Who Most Probably Thought The Song Was Dedicated To Him Because He Visited Redfern Once And No I Didn’t Come Down In The Last Shower I Am Well Aware That Christine’s ARIA-Nominated 1995 Single Was Actually A Cover Of The Warumpi Band But Ya See, And Not Many People Know This, She Actually Started Her Career As A Back Up Singer For Neil Murray, Who Was A White Boy That Co-Wrote That Song With His Black Brothers From The Top End, And That’s What Makes This Indigenous Voice So Special Because This Is What’s It’s All About At The End Of The Day, Getting To Blackfellas Share Knowledge And Insights With Whitefellas, And Then Creating A System Where We Can Pass It On To The Next Generation Of All Colours, Because That’s Where The Magic Happens, That’s When We See Results And That’s When We Fill Stadiums Of Crying Patriots Who Are Equipped To Interrogate Our Complicated History And Heal As One… But As For Albanese’s Referendum, I’m Not Sure How I’ll Be Voting Yet

After 5 Years Of University, Graduate Architect Thought She'd Start On At Least The Minimum Wage But No — The Betoota Advocate

After 5 Years Of University, Graduate Architect Thought She’d Start On At Least The Minimum Wage But No — The Betoota Advocate

RORY SALAZAR | Finance | Contact In architecture, elegance is an elusive concept. This is something recent graduate Thelma Amleth (24) has been grappling with lately. “Form, function, utility,…

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Wealthy Homeowner Never Thought She Was Capable Of Violence Until Someone Left A Boat Outside Her House — The Betoota Advocate

Wealthy Homeowner Never Thought She Was Capable Of Violence Until Someone Left A Boat Outside Her House — The Betoota Advocate

ERROL PARKER | Editor-at-large | Contact In the hills surrounding Lake Betoota, it’s not uncommon to see boats lining the streets beyond the parking signs…

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Primary Schooler Who Thought They’d Smashed It With Graffiti Scrapbook Cover Thwarted By Kid With Holographics — The Betoota Advocate

Primary Schooler Who Thought They’d Smashed It With Graffiti Scrapbook Cover Thwarted By Kid With Holographics — The Betoota Advocate

EFFIE BATEMAN | Lifestyle | Contact A year five student has today had their ego knocked down a couple of pegs, after they’d wrongly assumed they had the best…

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Katter Says He Was Completely Unaware That Anybody Had Problem With The Melbourne Cup Unless It’s Some Sort Of Intellectual Reaction To The Snobby Attitudes Of Those Patch-On-Elbow Blue Bloods At Victorian Racing I Mean It’s No Wonder These Kiwi And Arab Horses Keep Winning The Bloody Thing When There’s No Active Push To Include Homegrown Horses I Mean If You Wanna See A Real Race You Should You Head To The Windorah Gymkhana Out There In The Barcoo, Mind You She Was Lucky To Get A Start This Year Due To This Unseasonal Downfall That Always Makes It A Bit Dangerous To Be Riding Rank Station Ponies At Full Pelt In A Pair Of RMs and Molekskin Trousers, I Always Remember The First Time My Boy Robbie Tried To Jump In The Saddle For The Trot-Canter-Gallop Event When He Was A Young Fella, You See He’d Borrowed This Mare From My Mate Bucktooth Toovey Out The Back Of Isisford Anyway He’s Halfway Through This Race And Looking Alright Actually, About To Change Gears For The Sprint Until This Sand Goanna Comes Out Of Nowhere And Spooks The Poor Thing To High Heavens, My Son Robbie, Fresh From The Cowboys Young Guns Squad, After Getting Dropped For Playing Like A Girl Just Quietly, Gets Thrown Like A Cannonball Into A Crowd Of Rum-Swilling Ringers Who’d Come To Town For A Look, Well That’s What I Thought Anyway, Turns Out A Few Of Them Were What You’d Describe As Motorcycle Enthusiasts, The Type Of Blokes You’d Rather Miss And Land On A Cactus, Now Robbie Knew As Well As I Do That As A Cleanskin Politician His Old Man Can’t Be Getting Involved In Any Disputes With These Kind Of Outlaws, So I Sent In A Couple Of Brophy’s Tent Boxers Who Were Making Light Work Out Of The Shandy Bar Round The Corner, These Blokes Come Steaming Through Like The Burgess Brothers And By Joh You Shoulda Seen The Blue The Boys Put On, I Mean I Shouldn’t Laugh, But We Definitely Still Do Behind Closed Doors Over Christmas, I Had To Make A Lot Of Election Promises To Soothe Things Over With The Committee After That One But The Locals Still Reckon Those Tickets Were The Best Money Ever Spent

Katter Says He Was Completely Unaware That Anybody Had Problem With The Melbourne Cup Unless It’s Some Sort Of Intellectual Reaction To The Snobby Attitudes Of Those Patch-On-Elbow Blue Bloods At Victorian Racing I Mean It’s No Wonder These Kiwi And Arab Horses Keep Winning The Bloody Thing When There’s No Active Push To Include Homegrown Horses I Mean If You Wanna See A Real Race You Should You Head To The Windorah Gymkhana Out There In The Barcoo, Mind You She Was Lucky To Get A Start This Year Due To This Unseasonal Downfall That Always Makes It A Bit Dangerous To Be Riding Rank Station Ponies At Full Pelt In A Pair Of RMs and Molekskin Trousers, I Always Remember The First Time My Boy Robbie Tried To Jump In The Saddle For The Trot-Canter-Gallop Event When He Was A Young Fella, You See He’d Borrowed This Mare From My Mate Bucktooth Toovey Out The Back Of Isisford Anyway He’s Halfway Through This Race And Looking Alright Actually, About To Change Gears For The Sprint Until This Sand Goanna Comes Out Of Nowhere And Spooks The Poor Thing To High Heavens, My Son Robbie, Fresh From The Cowboys Young Guns Squad, After Getting Dropped For Playing Like A Girl Just Quietly, Gets Thrown Like A Cannonball Into A Crowd Of Rum-Swilling Ringers Who’d Come To Town For A Look, Well That’s What I Thought Anyway, Turns Out A Few Of Them Were What You’d Describe As Motorcycle Enthusiasts, The Type Of Blokes You’d Rather Miss And Land On A Cactus, Now Robbie Knew As Well As I Do That As A Cleanskin Politician His Old Man Can’t Be Getting Involved In Any Disputes With These Kind Of Outlaws, So I Sent In A Couple Of Brophy’s Tent Boxers Who Were Making Light Work Out Of The Shandy Bar Round The Corner, These Blokes Come Steaming Through Like The Burgess Brothers And By Joh You Shoulda Seen The Blue The Boys Put On, I Mean I Shouldn’t Laugh, But We Definitely Still Do Behind Closed Doors Over Christmas, I Had To Make A Lot Of Election Promises To Soothe Things Over With The Committee After That One But The Locals Still Reckon Those Tickets Were The Best Money Ever Spent

CLANCY OVERELL | Editor | CONTACT With less than 24 hours until the Race That Stops The Nation, the same hashtags that once dominated social media before the pandemic…

Continue Reading Katter Says He Was Completely Unaware That Anybody Had Problem With The Melbourne Cup Unless It’s Some Sort Of Intellectual Reaction To The Snobby Attitudes Of Those Patch-On-Elbow Blue Bloods At Victorian Racing I Mean It’s No Wonder These Kiwi And Arab Horses Keep Winning The Bloody Thing When There’s No Active Push To Include Homegrown Horses I Mean If You Wanna See A Real Race You Should You Head To The Windorah Gymkhana Out There In The Barcoo, Mind You She Was Lucky To Get A Start This Year Due To This Unseasonal Downfall That Always Makes It A Bit Dangerous To Be Riding Rank Station Ponies At Full Pelt In A Pair Of RMs and Molekskin Trousers, I Always Remember The First Time My Boy Robbie Tried To Jump In The Saddle For The Trot-Canter-Gallop Event When He Was A Young Fella, You See He’d Borrowed This Mare From My Mate Bucktooth Toovey Out The Back Of Isisford Anyway He’s Halfway Through This Race And Looking Alright Actually, About To Change Gears For The Sprint Until This Sand Goanna Comes Out Of Nowhere And Spooks The Poor Thing To High Heavens, My Son Robbie, Fresh From The Cowboys Young Guns Squad, After Getting Dropped For Playing Like A Girl Just Quietly, Gets Thrown Like A Cannonball Into A Crowd Of Rum-Swilling Ringers Who’d Come To Town For A Look, Well That’s What I Thought Anyway, Turns Out A Few Of Them Were What You’d Describe As Motorcycle Enthusiasts, The Type Of Blokes You’d Rather Miss And Land On A Cactus, Now Robbie Knew As Well As I Do That As A Cleanskin Politician His Old Man Can’t Be Getting Involved In Any Disputes With These Kind Of Outlaws, So I Sent In A Couple Of Brophy’s Tent Boxers Who Were Making Light Work Out Of The Shandy Bar Round The Corner, These Blokes Come Steaming Through Like The Burgess Brothers And By Joh You Shoulda Seen The Blue The Boys Put On, I Mean I Shouldn’t Laugh, But We Definitely Still Do Behind Closed Doors Over Christmas, I Had To Make A Lot Of Election Promises To Soothe Things Over With The Committee After That One But The Locals Still Reckon Those Tickets Were The Best Money Ever Spent

Bob Katter Tells Albanese To Just Say The Word And We Can Begin Nationalising The Energy Grids, It Can Be Swift, And It Can Be Bloodless, Unless They Want Otherwise. My Son Robbie And I Can Take Care Of Any Power Stations North Of The Brisbane Line, And Don’t You Dare Think For One Minute That The Proud People Of North Queensland Adhered To The 1996 Firearms Agreement, Because We Didn’t. We’ve Got Caches Of High-Powered Weapons Buried In Container Units Right Across The Gulf, And When We Liberate The Grid, You Can Tell Those Greedy Bastards At Telstra And The Commonwealth Bank That We’re Coming For Them Next. Australians Built These Institutions, And We Can Take Them Back, By Force If Need Be, And Let Me Just Say I Hope That It Is Needed, Because Where I’m From Snakes Get The Shovel, And If This Current Crisis Tells Us Anything, It’s That There’s A Den Of Poisonous Snakes Slithering Through Boardrooms From Brisbane To Hobart. Privatisation Serves No One But The Top End Of Town, And That’s What I’ve Been Warning These Useless Fools In Canberra For Half A Century Now. They’ve Buggered It All Up, And They Know It. Our Nation’s Greatest Assets Have Been Sold At Less Than Cost Price To The Sandstone Friends Of The Ruling Class, They’d Sell Them The ABC And Australia Post If We We Weren’t Looking. But That Ends Whenever You Say It Ends, Albanese, My Dear Friend. Let ‘Em Know We Are Ready, We’ll Take Back The TAB Too While We’re At It. Because Australians Deserve The Dignity Of Knowing That Every Time They Do Their Arse On The Punt, At Least Their Losses Are Being Spent Of Fixing Roads And Hospitals, Not Some Soul Sucking Corporate Villain’s Yacht. These Blue Blooded Cowards Thought I Was Joking When I Said Australia’s Not For Sale. Well It Isn’t, And They Can Find Out The Hard Way, If That’s What They Want.

Bob Katter Tells Albanese To Just Say The Word And We Can Begin Nationalising The Energy Grids, It Can Be Swift, And It Can Be Bloodless, Unless They Want Otherwise. My Son Robbie And I Can Take Care Of Any Power Stations North Of The Brisbane Line, And Don’t You Dare Think For One Minute That The Proud People Of North Queensland Adhered To The 1996 Firearms Agreement, Because We Didn’t. We’ve Got Caches Of High-Powered Weapons Buried In Container Units Right Across The Gulf, And When We Liberate The Grid, You Can Tell Those Greedy Bastards At Telstra And The Commonwealth Bank That We’re Coming For Them Next. Australians Built These Institutions, And We Can Take Them Back, By Force If Need Be, And Let Me Just Say I Hope That It Is Needed, Because Where I’m From Snakes Get The Shovel, And If This Current Crisis Tells Us Anything, It’s That There’s A Den Of Poisonous Snakes Slithering Through Boardrooms From Brisbane To Hobart. Privatisation Serves No One But The Top End Of Town, And That’s What I’ve Been Warning These Useless Fools In Canberra For Half A Century Now. They’ve Buggered It All Up, And They Know It. Our Nation’s Greatest Assets Have Been Sold At Less Than Cost Price To The Sandstone Friends Of The Ruling Class, They’d Sell Them The ABC And Australia Post If We We Weren’t Looking. But That Ends Whenever You Say It Ends, Albanese, My Dear Friend. Let ‘Em Know We Are Ready, We’ll Take Back The TAB Too While We’re At It. Because Australians Deserve The Dignity Of Knowing That Every Time They Do Their Arse On The Punt, At Least Their Losses Are Being Spent Of Fixing Roads And Hospitals, Not Some Soul Sucking Corporate Villain’s Yacht. These Blue Blooded Cowards Thought I Was Joking When I Said Australia’s Not For Sale. Well It Isn’t, And They Can Find Out The Hard Way, If That’s What They Want.

CLANCY OVERELL | Editor | CONTACT In the boldest act of the new Labor Government, The Australian Energy Market Operator (AEMO) has been given full support to take the…

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Queenslander Who Rented Room In Melbourne Terrace For The Etsy Aesthetic Never Thought About Winter — The Betoota Advocate

Queenslander Who Rented Room In Melbourne Terrace For The Etsy Aesthetic Never Thought About Winter — The Betoota Advocate

EFFIE BATEMAN | Lifestyle | Contact A Brisbane woman who recently moved to Melbourne is today finding out the hard way that choosing a new home solely for the…

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