Bluff Rock: Autobiography of a Massacre
Fremantle Arts Centre Press, 2005 - 268 Seiten
The past is a problem for us. We know certain events happened, sometimes exactly when and yet our sometimes longing for certainty cannot be satisfied . . . We tell stories about where we come from and so who we are. We change these stories sometimes minutely, sometimes radically depending upon our audiences and our task.
Bluff Rockis organised around the key question- how do we know the past? Using historical material (letters, memoirs), a tourist brochure, and local histories, it focuses on the ways that the massacre(s) of Aborigines at Bluff Rock, in New England during the 1840s has been recorded and remembered.
It is the author's ability to lay herself on the line that makes this a courageous and even controversial text. Schlunke, who grew up in New England area, takes this one story from early colonial Australia and looks at the many ways it is organised as a memory of Indigenous/non-Indigenous relations.
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There was no tradition, within my father's family at least, of returning to Germany,
so there was no updating, no insistence on a particular meaning of Germany. The
Red Baron and Bach were contemporaries of mine. No language, no culture, ...
My father was never a part of these shooting groups, although he would have
supplied the bullets and guns. I remember years later (when the boys had left
home, I think) that three 'roos had been frightened in the stallion's paddock and
At home, that is on our land, my mother would sometimes check with my father
whether or not he had put the 'killers' in. These were a selection of sheep (not
lambs — far too valuable!) from which my father would select one to kill for our ...
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