The garlic wars of migrants and Islam!

Fibro garage. Our first ‘temporary’ home.

It used to be the Italians and Greeks that were blamed for woes and wiles by ‘true Aussies’. The smell of garlic was enough for angry outbursts to the ‘dagoes’ of the fifties and sixties. They were knife pullers and had strange sexual habits.

This was overcome but the next lot to receive abuse were the Balts and Lebanese. The usual abuse and accusations of taking virtuous women, climb over fences and corrupt the Australian culture with kebabs and even more garlic.

The introduction of soccer was met with riotous behaviour, bottle throwing and burning down of strange flags.

Hot on the heels were people from Vietnam with rice dishes and totally ignorant of cricket and Phar Lap.

We are giving the same to Muslims that are coming from all sorts of countries that by and large we have bombed without much effect.

When will they ever learn, by Marlene Dietrich springs to mind or should that be ‘when will WE ever learn?