An ordinary Australian shares their Protest experience.

This is not the work of a journalist reporting on the Reclaim Australia Rally held yesterday. This is taken from facebook and is one woman’s personal experience. I think it should be shared more widely as Australia is only a little ahead of us with their problems to do with terrorism and with Islam. The day will come when we in New Zealand experience our Lindt Cafe moment and we will be looking to Australia for guidance.

Reading this made me reflect on the fact that activists and protestors generally come from the liberal side of the political spectrum. The threat of Islam is turning people from all political persuasions, cultures, races and religions into activists. The fact that these ordinary Australians turned up in the pouring rain to this rally is an indication of how deeply they are worried. These are not your usual rent a mob protesting against the latest fashionable cause, these are people fighting for the very future of their country, culture and democracy.


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Reclaim Australia Rally SYDNEY ? 4th April 2015

As always, I can only write this post from my perspective and how I saw the event unfold. I will write from personal experience at the event as accurately and truthfully as I possibly can. I apologise in advance for this being ‘long-winded’ but its the only way to make sure I cover as much as possible.

I, along with three others arrived in Martin Place at about 9:15am. The weather ? abominable. It had been teeming rain since Friday afternoon. We parked the car and walked about 7 minutes to Martin Place. In that time alone I was fairly soaked. We had parked in Philip Lane, walked onto Philip Street, along Elizabeth Street before coming to a stand still at the entrance to Martin Place Station. And there it was. The Lindt Cafe. It took only microseconds for the images of last December to come flashing back. The horror of that day and all that unfolded. And here I was, suddenly standing in front of the building where two Australians lost their lives under the banner of Islam. If I had had any doubts leading up to this event as to why I was here, then standing before the Lindt Cafe was all it took to remove those doubts and erase them forever.


Crossing the road, we stepped inside the Lindt Cafe. I want to explain this experience as best as I can being honest whilst being respectful to those that perished inside and the staff members and patrons involved in the seige. It was a mixture of emotions, both beautiful and painfully raw. Beautiful in that the Lindt Cafe had been fixed, repaired and was a bustling hive of activity, proof that Australians are resilient and can rebuild. But it was hard not to walk in their and have instant flashbacks to the horrific images shown on TV. Seeing the front windows, I could visualise where the patrons had stood when they were forced to place Islamic flags on the window. The doors of escape they had taken through the side entrance when their opportunity to escape presented itself. Then the moment that I was really faced with reality. I walked through the front doors and to the left were the plaques to honour and remember Tori and Katrina. They were gold, shiny and elegant. I could have cried tears that here in Australia we had to have plaques to remind us of people that Islam took from us.


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We purchased our coffees and left the cafe. It was then that I saw it. Correction, we saw ?them?. All of the bins in Martin Place had been covered with hessian bags with duct tape around them. For a second or two, I couldn’t figure it out. But then it hit me like a tonne of bricks. Our police force had seen fit to cover all bins with hessian bags and wound them closed tight with duct tape so as to prevent bombs/explosives or weapons being placed in the bins! THIS WAS MY DEFINING MOMENT. In a country where we have a right to express our views safely, this was another slap in the face reminder that that is how it used to be. Those days are gone. A thing of the past. Now if you want to express your views publicly, sweeps for bombs etc have to be done, everyday garbage bins covered. Bins that would have come in handy for the people that showed up to the rally. The days of free expression in our country are over. And by free I mean where you can attend a public event in a public place and put your rubbish in a public bin. Gone. All bins completely covered!! And this has only occurred since the days of Islam hitting our shores.


We had about 30 minutes or so before the event started. People were starting to mill about, gathering with their brollies, aiming for the undercover awnings that adorned each side of Martin Place, while the organisers of the rally were putting on finishing touches to the stage/sound etc.

The event kicked of promptly at 10:30 with Australian songs such as True Blue by John Williamson, Beds are Burning by Midnight Oil, Your The Voice by John Farnham, Waltzing Matilda by Slim Dusty, I was only 19 by Redgum, We Are One (I am Australian), I still call Australia Home, Solid Rock by Goanna, Home Among the Gumtrees by John Williamson, Land Down Under by Men at Work, Spirit of the ANZACS by Lee Kernagan and Working Class Man by Jimmy Barnes. Songs that when played you couldn’t help feeling patriotic, and most people sang along. It gave me chills seeing Australians unite.


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I am aware that the expectation was that those that might attend this event would be white supremacists, extremists, Neo Nazis etc. I saw none. What I saw was every day mums and dads, grandparents, workers stand united. There were white people, Indian people, aboriginal people, Asian people. People of all different ages, walks of life, different nationalities all uniting under the cause of our country, Australia. Reclaiming Australia and OUR way of life, our values and our culture.


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In regards to how many attended, my estimate would be between about 600-1000. I have seen in the media that they are suggesting about 500, however I know from previous experience that the media always under estimate the numbers. So my golden rule would be to take what the media says then add an additional 75%. For anyone that was counting the numbers, it would have been near impossible as most were standing under umbrellas and under some umbrellas there was anywhere from 1-4 people.

The rally started with Sherman Burgess (The Great Aussie Patriot) reading a prepared speech, followed by Cat Delaney (AKA Tissue Lady) and NormBishop (Leader of Rise Up Australia ? NSW) giving their accounts and reasoning for the need to Reclaim Australia. (At this time I was taking photos and ensuring people signed petitions, so I am unable to relay the content of their speeches, except to say that the crowd cheered them on and agreed with the content).

I was moved when the crowd sang the National Anthem, both verses. I love our National Anthem and to be amongst Australians who were as proud as I was to sing it publicly was awesome.

At one point, my best mate in Qld who attended the Brisbane Reclaim Rally rang to see how things were going in Sydney. I told her ?Awesome, all quiet and peaceful?. I hung up. Literally only seconds later, two left-wing activists jumped the stage and grabbed the microphone from one of the event organisers to tell the crowd that we should all be ashamed. Thankfully the riot police leaped into action and she was removed from the stage and the location of the rally as quick as she had jumped the stage. The crowds’ boos summed up their response.

The entire rally went for about 1 ? hours. An impressive feat given that the rain was teeming down steadily for the entire duration. The fact that so many weathered the rain to participate was impressive. On a personal note, I was disappointed to read online that so many had opted out due to the weather citing reasons of catching a cold. Seriously? How do you think our War 1 vets felt!! Sitting in the trenches, can you honestly believe that they sat there and said ?Oh sorry Australia, but today we can’t defend you back home, because we might get wet. It’s raining?. I know that the last thing our diggers thought of was the weather or whether or not they would get the sniffles by getting water on them. And those that didn’t turn up due to weather for fear of getting the sniffles and chose to sit back being keyboard warriors, again(!!), are the ones that should hang their heads in shame.

The entire rally was peaceful and harmonious and I was more than proud to be a part of it, standing shoulder to shoulder with other Australians who value this country as much as I do. The only dampener was the rain.

The next time I attend a rally in Australia, our Australia, I want to be able to put my rubbish in a bin without fear of being blown apart. So, Australian Politicians, be warned: I want my bins back!

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Big thanks to the police. Out in force on an Easter weekend in the rain, when I am sure they would rather have been anywhere else. You were professional and ensured my peace of mind that things would remain under control. And they did. Outstanding job, as always.

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Sherman Burgess
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I have heard a lot of people say things about Sherman Burgess, both good and bad, and I will admit I had no opinion of him one way or the other, with the exception of knowing he had played a part in organising the Australia wide events. Today that changed. He was professional, courteous, truthful and honest. His speech outlined the reasons why everyday people had felt the need to gather. He highlighted legitimate concerns with the direction this country was taking and was able to back those concerns up with examples. I was very impressed with Sherman. When the left-wing twit jumped the stage, Sherman (as far as I am aware) was on the stage and followed the instructions and directions of the police. As a co-organiser of the event, he should stand proud that the event was the success it was and if there is another rally in the future, I would be only too happy to support Sherman by attending.

Last, but definitely not least the three girls (you know who you are) that spear-headed the Reclaim Rally Sydney. Top notch effort. I can’t begin to imagine the amount of work that goes into organising something like this, from getting permits, speakers, organising sound, songs etc. But what an honour it was to attend a rally that was so professionally run. I heard the police discussing amongs tthemselves how well the event had been run and what a success it was and that it came down to good management and communication. You have done us all proud, and I would be more than happy to bring along my family to an event/rally that was organised by you. On behalf of those that attended…a massive thanks.