To all those that have served, thank you for your service. To those about to serve, thank you for your service.
It’s an early morning Saturday, the 14th of March 2026, and I’m already thinking about Anzac Day – specifically the Anzacs of our past and my grandfather. Considering the war (and the lies and propaganda then) versus the war (and the lies propaganda today).
My grandfather was born in 1913, my grandmother in 1915. Both are not alive due to obvious reasons. My grandfather left us when I was only 8 years old. When I wasn’t old enough to think critically about the world – to see the world through the eyes I now see… I was just a kid.
If my grandfather was alive today, I’d love to pick his brains. I’d ask: What was it like growing up as a child during World War 1, what was it like being a young adult during the great depression, during World War 2 and all the wars that followed?
What was it like being a single income household where fathers had to work, and mothers got to stay home to look after the children, the household and provide clean meals at meal time?
What was it like to have to ‘make do’ with what grew out of your garden because there was no convenience, no ready-made meals or instantly available credit? What did the financial stress of yesteryear feel like? Did it feel like the doom and gloom of financial restriction, the same way it does today?
My grandparents lived in an era that many of us will never see because the world now is a completely different place. Values have shifted, society has shifted, respect has gone out the window, and an entire generation of people with a ‘make do,’ make it work, and strong Australians are now gone.
It gave me a deep retrospect as we head towards Anzac Day 2026 and looming threats of new wars on the horizon, with a question that I have been pondering. With everything my grandparents endured, and my grandfather being a part of the Vietnam War in a support role domestically, I wonder if yesterday’s soldiers would fight for our country today, knowing what we know today.
That wars (while necessary) in the past have been nothing more than financial exploits and money-making exercises whilst the everyday working-class people are sacrificed for the greater good. Pitching people that live in one part of the world, against people that live in another part of the world, and letting them have their own little war and kill each other.
It’s not human nature to do that. But that’s what war is – it’s a financially incentivised event to shift finance from one party to another – where both sides of the war are funded, the top people make money, and the people suffer.
Then we come home and have to ‘make do’ in an economy of high interest rates, high groceries, high petrol, and everyday Aussies being told what they can and can’t do in their own country (even being welcomed to it at welcome to country ceremonies), and when the next call to go to war happens, they expect us to step up.
Why would we fight a war for our country when we have been told countless times over the years that this isn’t our country?
Why would we fight a war for our country when our people get left behind and ‘new Australians’ get all the support we should be getting?
This sense of injustice is happening in a massive way in our country. A lot are now starting to see it. The revelations of economic financial warfare, and biological warfare in recent years against the everyday people of our country makes me so angry, so frustrated, but people still do what they are being told to do.
But bringing me back to my original question. If I could sit with my grandfather today. With my eyes wide open to the bullshit wars that have been waged upon us, upon our psyche, I would love to ask him.
Grandpa, would the soldiers of yesterday fight today’s wars? If so, why? If not, why not?
I would genuinely want to hear his opinion and thoughts on the matter. Why we would. Why we wouldn’t. And any other perspectives that follow.
What about you? Do you think the diggers from our past would fight the world wars we are seeing today? What about after the economic and biological warfare that’s been waged upon us?
I wonder if my grandfather would put up his hand to help.
Is our government today worthy of fighting for? Our people are but our leadership… it really begs the question.
You know, if the government can just ‘print money,’ then why the hell are so many Australians doing it tough? Why are we paying taxes, living below the poverty line? Why are so many doing everything right only to get it in the neck and cannot move themselves forward… yet we go to war to fight others? How about fixing AUS first? How about putting Australians first?
What would the diggers of yesteryear think of the Australia today that they fought so hard for…? Would their sacrifices have been in vain?
We’ve been living in a biological and economic battleground – most of us – all our lives. We just haven’t realised it…