A $4 billion hate campaign designed to divide and rule
The Australian government has flung a jaw-dropping $4 billion into anti-domestic violence campaigns, a lavish sum served up on a silver platter, built on a shaky foundation of skewed statistics and sensationalized, sanitized exceptions to the complex reality of human relationships. The question looms large: will the government muster the courage to scrutinize and independently audit this colossal expenditure and the sprawling campaigns it fuels?
On March 15th, Australia’s cities erupted with parades and gatherings, venomous spectacles that unleashed a torrent of man-hating rhetoric, pinning every act of violence in the nation squarely on men while brazenly ignoring women’s own role in the carnage. A complicit media, tethered to this agenda, buries a damning truth: nearly 46% of violence—according to a Melbourne Age study—especially against defenseless children in women’s care, is inflicted by women themselves. This shatters their sanctimonious claim to exclusive victimhood. Worse still, over 70% of welfare and compensation payouts flow to women who assert victim status, often with flimsy or no evidence, fueling a cycle that deepens the crisis rather than resolving it.
Australia stands fractured—split by gender, riven by race—at a moment of perilous vulnerability. Defenseless, we rely on a lone civilian pilot to sound the alarm as adversaries like China brazenly breach our territorial sovereignty. This is a nation staggering under incompetence, dysfunction, and reckless waste, naked before external threats.
Equality for All- Where Some Women are More Equal Than Others
Consider the gut-wrenching tragedy of Gabriela Gracia, who strapped her helpless infant to her chest and leapt to their doom from the soaring heights of Melbourne’s Westgate Bridge. Hers is but one of countless cases where women wield domestic violence against the defenseless—those too weak in body or mind to fight back. Yet the media, gorged on that $4 billion trough to peddle a “women as sole victims” fable, stays mute, willfully blind to the raw, unvarnished truth of domestic violence. This isn’t men versus women—it’s a festering wound governments plaster with cash to appease a bloated electoral bloc.
Weaponizing Lies to Defeat the Law
Take the family law arena, where female lawyers and judges , who dominate the field, coach women to weaponize baseless domestic violence claims. It’s a ruthless gambit to seize the lion’s share of family assets in settlements. When pressed to prove these accusations in court, the claims collapse—women withdraw in droves, opting for a quieter deal: a Domestic Violence Order (DVO) rubber-stamped without admissions. This keeps the man’s record clean of a conviction, leaving the broader family court case untainted. It’s a calculated farce.
The legislative assembly turns a blind eye to the staggering number of men driven to suicide by a weaponized legal system that mercilessly tears fathers from their children and, to a lesser extent, their rightful share of matrimonial property. This relentless assault, fueled by a belligerent, Hillary Clinton-esque styled feminist lobby, has shredded the very fabric of our society, leaving a void that may never heal. These suicides, too, are a sinister form of domestic violence—perpetrated by women. Yet, as Elaine Chow, a former Singaporean academic now retired in Taiwan, asserts, “These women hardly represent women across the broader spectrum of civilized society anywhere.”
Then there’s the propaganda machine—advertising agencies, in at least three documented cases, entwined personally with the women orchestrating these hate-fueled campaigns against men. The case against Bruce Lehrmann is but one on these. Another being the witch hunt directed against Simon Birmingham a former Minister of Finance under the former Liberal government of Scott Morisson.
Meanwhile, the true victims—women battered by real violence—are abandoned, cast out from parks where they huddle, homeless and forsaken, their pleas drowned out by the noise of this billion-dollar charade.
Gloria Di Melo