On behalf of me, my ancestors and my progeny, I would like to say sorry to the Aboriginal stolen generations. (Like Kevin did.)
Being a father, I can guess at the horror and despair of having a child taken from you. Sorry doesnt make it better it just means I am no longer separate from this outrageous part of our common history. I am out of denial.
And to those who would say its not my generations fault I would say if you cant own your moral culpability in the past then you cant own the bravery of the Anzacs at Gallipoli either. (Or bask in the glory of our invention of the lawn mower. And the wine cask.)
It cuts both ways. We are the culmination of our ancestral past. We are our ancestors. (The Aboriginal people know this. As do all aboriginal people around the globe.)
By the same understanding we are our children. And their children. We are responsible to future generations.
So, while Im on a roll, I would like to say sorry to the bombed generation in Iraq which we, as a nation, helped to so cynically destroy in order to satisfy the USs oil obsession.
And I would say like to say sorry to the worlds future radioactive generations as we sell uranium to whoever has the bucks.
And to future sick generations of Australian kids who will grow up with water and air polluted for 250,000 years by the waste from companies making a bucketload from selling this stuff.
I would also like to say sorry to future generations who will live in increasingly unstable climatic conditions causing food shortages and huge population displacement. We all blew carbon into the air as if we didnt care. Some still dont.
Sorry is the language of love. We are all one people. Sorry is the other side of I love you. (Ask lovers. Or family.)
When people are unloved, unity dissolves. We say sorry and the re-connection can start.
If you cant say sorry, you cannot love. If you cant say sorry, you cannot own the past or the future. You are lost. Stuck between the past and a hard place.
After years of self-interested denial, maybe this nation of people, having said sorry, can create a future now.
We are more than Oi Oi Oi.