The sight of the Russian patriot, Simeon Boikov, once again in front of so-called freedom protesters, leading them through Sydney’s CBD on Saturday, was not good. It is proof enough that the freedom rallies are no longer an expression of ordinary Australian frustration with the political reality of the new health state but have been co-opted by operators lured in by the Liberal-preferencing minor parties.
Surely this cannot be true of everyone who marches? No, it can’t, but it places the organisation of these rallies in the hands of partisan players who are no better for Australia than the vaccine mandates they oppose. The sight of boards advertising the United Australia Party (formerly Palmer United Party) is dreaded enough, but Pauline Hanson’s One Nation is there too. They are great photo ops.
The United Australia Party is a front for Clive Palmer’s mining interests. That is not inclusive of all Australians, since behind the smokescreen of Australia’s largest industry sector are quislings, traitors, profiteers, and spivs. Mining oligarch Gina Rinehart dedicated a poem to the people of Perth, and she wrote the poem. It is the worst poem ever written. Her ode to slavery is engraved on a plaque affixed to the rock and espouses the virtues of unfettered immigration as Gina entreats workers to prove their adherence to the virtues of hard work by accepting conditions of slogging away for a pitiful $2 a day, as if she had ever had to. Is the woman mad? No, she is just used to imagining her worldview prevails through the eyes of everyone else too. The poem rock is her worldview.
Is Rinehart a patriot? Sure, if you are an industrialist huckster, then she is the most patriotic person alive. She loves Australia since its resources mean she’ll never have to skip meals or attend a meeting with a job provider. Gina considered herself patriotic enough to buy into a deal over the Kidman Cattle Station to allow Chinese company Shanghai CRED to effect a purchase of our precious resources for a 33% stake. This was after the latter was rejected for the total purchase on security grounds. Therefore, she has aided and abetted the enemy in the acquisition of critical Australian resources.
To sell Australians this perfidious deal, she recruited Pauline Hanson, who, in 2016, assured her followers the sale would not mean the iconic cattle station fell into the hands of the Communists. Believe it or not, this shows either how gullible Hanson is, or that she was bought off. Then again, it is probably a little of both. Money hears no evil, sees no evil and speaks no evil to these people. Knowing Hanson, she would have done it just to gain Rinehart’s approval.
Simeon Boikov has large and unseen resources behind him. But he is not an Australian patriot. He sees Australian patriotism as a vehicle to promote his Russian patriotism.
Consider the sight of him at last week’s Sydney freedom rally, at which he acted as the MC and Craig Kelly was the speaker. Underneath his clobber, tucked inside his Russian navy T-Shirt, was a Russian newspaper. Now, don’t get us wrong, the reason Australian nationalists originally entertained Simeon was specifically because of that Russian-centric goal of his, as the leader of the Australian Cossack Society.
The COVID freedom repressions by state governments offered those on the political fringe the opportunity to elevate their profile using social media, and the “Aussie Cossack” proved very successful at amassing a following on YouTube and Telegram. But he wished to attach that “popularity” to a political party as a gift to buy him autonomy within that party.
His first port of call was Australia First. At this point, it’s accurate to say that Boikov never understood Australia First. He never grasped Australian nationalism because he viewed Australia no differently than an internationalist does. To Boikov, Australia is a multiracial state, and he cannot grasp the idea that Australians are a unique ethnicity. Again, we are just British and Irish settlers in his mind.
But that didn’t matter because the nature of the party was of no consequence to him. This is where he also betrays his unfathomable ignorance. A political operator should understand political and ideological differences, but he doesn’t possess a clue about them. He doesn’t care, and it is impossible to gauge whether or not he is just laughing, if he likes playing the fool or whether he is a fool.
What we can garner from this brief political synopsis of Boikov is that he is entirely disingenuous about the cause: health state control. The same can be said for all the others grifting off—what is not a party-political cause but a matter for the Australian people.
Likewise, in Melbourne, the ubiquitous poison-dwarf Avi Yemini is present whenever a social cause tilts to the right. His presence alone signals to the left’s paranoid fantasists that the far-right has taken control. What makes this so absurd is that Yemini is a Jewish fundamentalist who cannot possibly ever be allowed to entertain ground as a patriot on any field but as an agent for Zionism; one of the chief enemies of nationalism. Admittedly, Yemini is a queer duck. He suffers from a little of this and a little of that. He is struggling against his Jewish identity by embracing it. It’s little wonder then that a man so confused about his own identity is not the best commentator on Australian identity. That aside, everything that runs counter to a left-wing narrative is fair game for this predatory impresario.
Then we come to Rushkan Fernando, AKA, the Real Rukshan. At least according to The Age, he is a “hero” of the anti-lockdown movement [sic], which regards him as such a bother to their left-wing sensibilities that they ran a feature on him.
Rukshan is the son of Sri Lankan migrants, a former law student whose lucrative wedding photography business was drowned under the waves of the Covid tsunami. Rukshan has provided great footage from the front lines of the Melbourne demonstrations. But now he has succumbed to that phenomenon so recently peculiar to Reclaim Australia that it made social media heroes out of dunderheads and nincompoops. Not that we’re suggesting he is a fool, but in all of this, disregarding the peripheral activities of One Nation, all of these actors are foreigners—yet, Australians show an alarming inclination to prefer non-Australian figureheads when matters of national importance are concerned, at least if RA and the Covid question are reliable indicators.
However, even these criticisms miss the point since the imperative of the anti-control measures was that Australians rally to the cause of their own freedom. To that end, Australia First would never have considered using the rallies to promote itself: it was never about partisan politics, but about what it said: freedom. This was never about denying the existence of COVID-19, but addressing how state governments granted themselves absolute powers using the pandemic as an excuse.
It is when those fringe groups gain control of the narrative that the movement’s intentions are blurred. Whenever this happens, the state gets involved. After all, what better way is there to absolutely discredit a freedom movement than by allowing nuts to dominate its ranks?
In NSW, the matter is coming to a close. Dominic Perrottet has read the political writing on the wall; in fact, it was all laid out for him like a magic carpet ride, unless the latest strain is used to steal the freedoms of its citizens once more. With the departure of Gladys “Gulag” Berejiklian, the road to the Premier’s salubrity was self-evident—return freedom to the people of NSW. Whether he does this on December 15 or beforehand is irrelevant; he will not be imposing restrictions on the unvaccinated, which, as far as this state goes, was always the desired outcome.
Those who keep this thing alive where it is no longer required are doing so for their own ends. ■