*Swanbourne Beach is a nudist beach and where gay men are known to meet in the sand dunes. The Western Australian SAS Barracks is situated directly behind the beach. ***
I feel sick inside because the world is sick, sick, sick. Maybe one big universe size painkiller is all it needs. When my childhood fairy finds me I'm not using up any of my three wishes for world peace. No sirree. World peace would just stuff things up even more. What on earth would the soldiers of the world, of any country do for heavens sake? They can't all take pot-shots at the homos on Swanbourne beach. And the Al-Qeida would be out of a job, and you know what happens to the unemployed, they get bored and depressed and then just a little sicker, so world peace is simply out of the question. I'm thinking maybe a disease free world. No sickness, no cancer, no dying. We will all live until we are a hundred or more but then that creates another problem of overcrowding and we would probably need a war or two just to pop a few of us off! I could wish for loads of money, to be a little taller, smarter, funnier, the list could go on for ever but then I only have three wishes...sigh....the childhood fairy brings a great responsibility. I think I'll sleep on it. So for now the gay boys hiding in the sand dunes are safe and the Al-Qeida are still gainfully employed. No one has to worry about living until they are one hundred years old.....or more.