"Peter Dutton's got it half right."

"He's right that too much gas is being exported."

"But he's also wrong because he's saying that we need to open new gas projects. We don't need to do that."

@rodcampbell.bsky.social on Australia's gas export problem.

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If we are gone, take care of yourself, and keep us in your heart. Stay strong, defend your freedom, and never lose hope. We wished for peace but left hungry and heartbroken.
Famine is hitting my children hard.
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In every house destroyed by an airstrike,
A love story is erased from history.
And no one knows that wall once heard a promise,
Or that bed once held the secrets of love… and life.

We don’t live love stories… we just try not to die before telling someone: “I love you.”
We love the way the exiled longs for his homeland… from afar, with fear, and the passion of survival.

It remains steadfast… lighting the darkness, growing in the lines of waiting,
Sheltering in fearful eyes, enduring… to the last breath.

In Gaza, even love resists—
It tries not to grow cold with the coffee cup left waiting for a morning that never came,
It falls asleep in a prayer heard only by God,

It’s tucked into warm bread, into a blanket pulled over two shivering feet at night,

There’s no time for flowers, no place for dates — love is never declared; it hides in glances, and is laid to rest in shrouds.

Lovers write their messages on the walls of the heart,
Because paper burns, homes fall, and phones are silenced by shrapnel.

I wonder every day… where do love stories go in the midst of this hell?
When homes collapse, stories are buried beneath the rubble.
The lover is killed before confessing, the message buried in a phone that went dark forever.