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Georgina and Tim sat, sadly, huddled on the bank of the last remaining healthy dam on their property.
Note, I say their property.
They are heavily in debt after drought of five years.
But they are stayers, survivors, clinging to their last parcel of land.
The last of the brought in hay has been fed to the last milking cow, with her last milk flow.
Her calf nudges her udder for more, but in a vain attempt for nourishment.
The shotgun rests on Tim’s knees.
The couple despair over the government encouraging coal seam gas drilling on their property by the mining company headquarters located in the closest small town.
Ironically the company manager grew up and completed his junior education in this town.
He left to get a lethal education in ‘how to make a million while robbing a man’s livelihood’ and returned with legislative power to push drilling rights.
What rights for Georgina and Tim?
To their last parcel of healthy land?
Their island in the seam?
Jeanette Young
Moree