Sheila, if a guy asked a girl to be his "Sheila" she was considered marriage material.

I miss all those old aussie words, so many unique and quirky ones un-impacted by the rest of the world that only a remote island continent could produce.

my gen are cultural strangers in the land they were born in.

the kids today are all; Yo this, Ho that...such a loss of identity due to Hollywood influence.

I interrupted some youths once who were yo-ing and ho-ing and said politely excuse me, you are not an African American man from the ghetto, there is no hood, you are a skinny white guy from rural Australia, there is no gang to bang, the only rocks you sling are in your underpants that have not yet fully descended, your braces are not a grill they are just braces.

they looked at me funny and the dog looked funny at them and we parted company.

oh well, generation gap thing.

I'm quite partial to my Caucasian shepherd, and also my saint bernards. I think a saint is the best family dog, although the Caucasian has them matched for patience with kids. The Caucasian is definitely more independent though, and definitely a one person dog. He ignores everyone but me, and doesn't like attention from strangers. He'll duck to avoid being touched by them.

Overall, i'm happy with the breed. They're not for anyone super social, and wouldn't be good in a city, or in a home where they didn't have time for training, but they are great out here in the country with room to run and mostly the same set of friends that come over. All of the "omg super agressive" breed hype is bullshit. They are a dog, as much as any other dog is, and though it might take longer, and sometimes with a firmer hand, they can be trained like any other dog can. My male saint bernard is more stranger aggressive than the Caucasian is. The Caucasian will just watch, to see if the person is actually what he considers a threat, before he even barks. The saint will blindly charge the fence and snarl like a bear if I don't call him off.

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Sheila, if a guy asked a girl to be his "Sheila" she was considered marriage material.

I miss all those old aussie words, so many unique and quirky ones un-impacted by the rest of the world that only a remote island continent could produce.

my gen are cultural strangers in the land they were born in.

the kids today are all; Yo this, Ho that...such a loss of identity due to Hollywood influence.

oh well, generation gap thing.

Peter, I think the SAME is true almost Everywhere these days -- I'm not from England, but I mourned the "retirement" of their OLD sterling silver standard British Pound ... And I'm not Australian, but I also mourned the "retirement" of Waltzing Matilda !!! WHAT were they THINKING ???

oi, Waltzing Matilda is and always will be my national anthem - forever.


I mourn cultural diversity and authenticity; every major city everywhere now looks like an American mall.

I mourn the loss of languages especially indigenous ones, traditional food, customs, clothes, music, art, intimate local knowledge of the land and soil.

soon we will all look the same, dress the same, speak the same, eat the same....it is my nightmare.

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oi, Waltzing Matilda is and always will be my national anthem - forever.

I mourn cultural diversity and authenticity; every major city everywhere now looks like an American mall.

I mourn the loss of languages especially indigenous ones, traditional food, customs, clothes, music, art, intimate local knowledge of the land and soil.

soon we will all look the same, dress the same, speak the same, eat the same....it is my nightmare.

I completely AGREE with the above, Peter -- Did you ever read the book "Something of Value" by Robert Ruark, or see an OLD film of the same title (sometimes packaged as "Africa Ablaze") ??? GOOD stuff, but SAD The world-wide LOSS of what I call "Indigenous COMMUNITY Values" has done NO country Any good, IMHO.

have not seen it but will look for it.

I like the idea of the town common where everyone owned a patch of public land around the town to keep your milking cow on and grow your own vegetables.

I actually worked on old stock routes grazing cattle form water point to water point on public land, you had to do a certain distance in a certain time to keep the feed available for others behind you.

guy I worked for, his dog and horse all got splattered by a vehicle, messy and end of an era, least it was quick.