<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203185095509561007</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 27 Nov 2016 04:46:09 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Samson Tribune</title><description>The Life And Times Of David Samson</description><link>http://www.samsontribune.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (David J. M. Samson)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>373</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203185095509561007.post-7642945371912440263</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Feb 2016 04:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-02-29T15:28:29.509+11:00</atom:updated><title>An Update. Where Have You Been?</title><atom:summary type="text">Well? Where have you been? You haven&#39;t visited me for a while and I have been up to so much in the last few weeks. Really. I&#39;ve done heaps.

I got phase 2 of my Clear Correct treatment for my teeth. Here&#39;s a video. Don&#39;t get excited - I&#39;m not naked.

Maybe.




Maybe a month ago now I crashed my car. Crash sounds dramatic. You know me, toned down and too cool for school.

I had been driving in </atom:summary><link>http://www.samsontribune.com/2016/02/an-update-where-have-you-been.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (David J. M. Samson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/7jdrQma0m7Q/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203185095509561007.post-8864168817585864916</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Jan 2016 03:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-01-15T14:25:11.749+11:00</atom:updated><title>Royal Botanic Gardens - Cranbourne, Victoria</title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;m not feeling terribly well today. I&#39;m having a day on the couch, feeling sorry for myself.

I have both diarrhoea and sneezing, a combination of symptoms that keep 
you feeling...on edge. If you let yourself relax too much there could 
be...consequences.

So, confined to the house, I thought I&#39;d quickly post about our day trip, earlier in the week, to Cranbourne&#39;s Royal Botanic Gardens.

On </atom:summary><link>http://www.samsontribune.com/2016/01/royal-botanic-gardens-cranbourne.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (David J. M. Samson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-24z0sIrT5nc/VphK8_4xapI/AAAAAAAABlo/KvI6InI87ec/s72-c/1933909_1588651571151491_5744999456005236612_n.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203185095509561007.post-9000372071842516266</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Jan 2016 11:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-01-11T22:05:27.566+11:00</atom:updated><title>We Found Ourselves In A State Of Grace, Then We Were Shown Joy</title><atom:summary type="text">Yes, being in Melbourne, we somehow found ourselves in a State Of Grace. A couple of days later we were indeed shown Joy.

Am I speaking in euphemisms or metaphors? Nah. State Of Grace has to be one of Melbourne&#39;s best restaurants. We found ourselves there on Saturday evening, celebrating our 16th year anniversary.

Yes, yes, we&#39;re both saints because neither of us have resorted to murder. We </atom:summary><link>http://www.samsontribune.com/2016/01/we-found-ourselves-in-state-of-grace.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (David J. M. Samson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iVrNbIFY0xk/VpOEM70wzDI/AAAAAAAABkQ/_4eVc3OVbCI/s72-c/12493403_1588136961202952_6887530594804310567_o.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203185095509561007.post-2758609986377960789</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Jan 2016 05:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-01-04T16:20:17.159+11:00</atom:updated><title>Sorrento, Costco, Fish &amp; Chips And An Adoption Dream</title><atom:summary type="text">Weird life, ain&#39;t it?!

Yesterday wasn&#39;t anything unusual, as days go. Sam and I thought we&#39;d visit our local Costco. We didn&#39;t need much, just milk and orange juice, but well, why not?

As you may know, Costco is a wholesale retailer and you need to be a member to shop with them. That&#39;s fine. There are some great savings to be had, for sure. Sam and I miss out on most of them in that we are a </atom:summary><link>http://www.samsontribune.com/2016/01/sorrento-costco-fish-chips-and-adoption.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (David J. M. Samson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zk8KhdxzVrQ/Von9VsjrG7I/AAAAAAAABjQ/2b0wvT9dhvQ/s72-c/12419379_1583890364960945_1586726820912523006_o.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203185095509561007.post-419113165080047958</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Jan 2016 06:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-01-02T17:13:10.472+11:00</atom:updated><title>How I Celebrated New Year&#39;s Eve 2015</title><atom:summary type="text">It&#39;s the 2nd of January 2016. Weird, huh? All that fuss and madness, like every year, and it&#39;s all over, just like that (I&#39;m snapping my fingers, just like the diva I know I am in my heart).

How did you celebrate New Year&#39;s Eve? I hope you aren&#39;t still hungover (I&#39;m sure some of you probably are).

Well, because you&#39;re here, I&#39;d love to tell you how I celebrated, with cheerful friends, expensive</atom:summary><link>http://www.samsontribune.com/2016/01/how-i-celebrated-new-years-eve-2015.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (David J. M. Samson)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203185095509561007.post-5501259326123134080</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Dec 2015 00:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-12-31T11:32:04.182+11:00</atom:updated><title>Spoken Word Poetry - Happy 2016!</title><atom:summary type="text">It&#39;s nearly that time people!

Tonight will be the last night of 2015. A simple tick of a clock, ring of a bell and turn of a page on a calendar, will mean it&#39;s 2016, January 1st.

Woohooo!

With the time of year in mind, and because I&#39;ve been very much enjoying the art form of &quot;spoken word poetry&quot;, via YouTube, I thought I&#39;d give it a bash.

My attempt is less of a performance, and more me just </atom:summary><link>http://www.samsontribune.com/2015/12/spoken-word-poetry-happy-2016.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (David J. M. Samson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/uw73iOzDM-E/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203185095509561007.post-8563608491703479973</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Dec 2015 03:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-12-30T14:21:31.961+11:00</atom:updated><title>Look! A Flying Priest!</title><atom:summary type="text">Is it a bird? Is it a plane? Is it the man of steel?

No!

It&#39;s the flying priest!

You could be forgiven for thinking now is the ideal time of year for miracles. Well, I&#39;m not sure miracles necessarily need perfect timing or scheduled slots on a calendar. However, being Christmas does seem to lend itself, doesn&#39;t it? But alas, no, the flying priest was no miracle.

The ABC reports that Father </atom:summary><link>http://www.samsontribune.com/2015/12/look-flying-priest.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (David J. M. Samson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/PIb6AZdTr-A/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203185095509561007.post-3559418579887293016</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Dec 2015 01:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-12-26T12:45:46.796+11:00</atom:updated><title>Our Christmas Day 2015</title><atom:summary type="text">We had a lovely Christmas day yesterday.

We got up late, having stayed up the night before re-watching Buffy The Vampire Slayer and eating McDonalds. Rock and roll!

We exchanged presents over coffee. We (I) had initially decided we didn&#39;t need to exchange presents as we are very good to ourselves. That and the fact Sam is ridiculously difficult to buy for. He never knows what he wants and </atom:summary><link>http://www.samsontribune.com/2015/12/our-christmas-day-2015.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (David J. M. Samson)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203185095509561007.post-2593832963303751082</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Dec 2015 01:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-12-26T12:14:17.289+11:00</atom:updated><title>Moving To Melbourne, Christmas 2015, Rambling Drive With David</title><atom:summary type="text">Here we are again, almost the end of another year.

Where have you been? What have you done? What is next for you, by design or by accident?

A time for reflecting is here.

Of course, you don&#39;t need it to be December or January to reflect on your life. But, it does seem to be a natural tendency for people at this time of year, a time to consider beginnings and endings.

2015 has been an </atom:summary><link>http://www.samsontribune.com/2015/12/moving-to-melbourne-christmas-2015.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (David J. M. Samson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/-xsF-1xdnjE/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203185095509561007.post-8787901778839938349</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2015 23:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-12-22T10:17:21.366+11:00</atom:updated><title>Putting Up Our Christmas Tree - 2015</title><atom:summary type="text">
It&#39;s Christmas again! I thought I&#39;d quickly throw my tree up and get ready for the festive season and all that goes with it, even if it is 36 degrees here in Melbourne.

I hope you enjoy my time lapse video!





</atom:summary><link>http://www.samsontribune.com/2015/12/putting-up-our-christmas-tree-2015.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (David J. M. Samson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/wKlnS3I7A1Y/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203185095509561007.post-8148171736392737669</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jun 2015 05:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-06-01T15:30:41.943+10:00</atom:updated><title>A Year Of Fast Braces</title><atom:summary type="text">I have had my braces on now for approximately a year.

It hasn&#39;t been a long year. As usual, time appears shorter when looking back than when looking forward.

I&#39;m impressed with the progress my teeth have made, in terms of alignment and position. They still aren&#39;t perfect and I wonder if they ever could be. But by all that is good, they are much better than they were.

I&#39;m using the Fast Braces </atom:summary><link>http://www.samsontribune.com/2015/06/a-year-of-fast-braces.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (David J. M. Samson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/zmYuLwAgkgc/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203185095509561007.post-7939022385368518785</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 May 2015 09:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-06-01T15:11:49.389+10:00</atom:updated><title>Attack Of The Clipboard People</title><atom:summary type="text">Charities are great aren&#39;t they! The world would be a much sadder place without those that think of others and are selfless in their goals.

I imagine if you live in a large town or city, you will occasionally see people with clipboards collecting people’s personal information and money.

Charities and organisations looking to raise funds, their profile and to push any number of campaigns and </atom:summary><link>http://www.samsontribune.com/2015/06/attack-of-clipboard-people.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (David J. M. Samson)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203185095509561007.post-3422763400758893634</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2014 15:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-05-21T21:55:34.282+10:00</atom:updated><title>My Birthday - And I Got Braces!</title><atom:summary type="text">I woke up as a 34 year old man today. I&#39;m thankful. I mean, I woke up. There are a lot of us that don&#39;t...

So yeah, it&#39;s my birthday today. A bit of a calm affair really, as Sam is elsewhere and, well, it is a weekday too. But I did invest in a present for myself. Braces! Fast Braces, to be specific.

I have been self-conscious about my smile for years. A phobia of dentists meant I made excuses </atom:summary><link>http://www.samsontribune.com/2014/06/my-birthday-and-i-got-braces.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (David J. M. Samson)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203185095509561007.post-9143968345016355922</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Jun 2014 18:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-05-21T19:23:32.528+10:00</atom:updated><title>Sam Was Home, And Then He Was Gone Again!</title><atom:summary type="text">Yeah, I almost blinked and missed it.My partner came home for a quick visit last week, taking a break from his jet setting across Australia with his current career role.Because he is home so rarely in recent times, I want to squeeze as many quality moments into our short time together as possible. This visit, this translated into a very full weekend in Melbourne.Even I&#39;m amazed at just how much </atom:summary><link>http://www.samsontribune.com/2014/06/sam-was-home-and-then-he-was-gone-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (David J. M. Samson)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203185095509561007.post-1209260391574764955</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Jun 2014 19:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-05-21T19:23:32.514+10:00</atom:updated><title>Where My Life Is Currently</title><atom:summary type="text">So it seems another year has slipped past and it dawns on me I have again lost interest in my blog. Shame on me.Well, no. Not at all. I keep this blog for me and me alone. I simply am open about sharing it with anyone so moved to read along. I&#39;m happy to be one of those &quot;occasional&quot; bloggers, who have elemental spirits and do what they feel like without expectation or obligation. Sounds nice, huh</atom:summary><link>http://www.samsontribune.com/2014/06/where-my-life-is-currently.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (David J. M. Samson)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203185095509561007.post-6277035434839351658</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Jun 2013 09:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-05-21T19:23:32.522+10:00</atom:updated><title>The Whaler&#39;s Inn Ruined My Life</title><atom:summary type="text">Well, I suppose I can&#39;t blame The Whaler&#39;s Inn for ruining my life. They didn&#39;t really even ruin my day...but I was totally and completely miffed for 30 minutes! You&#39;ll be proud of me though, I was very brave.Let me explain......With thanks to the Queen, this weekend is a long one. Monday is the Queen’s birthday!Happy Birthday to you, Queen Elizabeth!!......A long weekend is not complete without </atom:summary><link>http://www.samsontribune.com/2013/06/the-whaler-inn-ruined-my-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (David J. M. Samson)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203185095509561007.post-2387765063729877403</guid><pubDate>Sat, 08 Jun 2013 05:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-05-21T19:23:32.517+10:00</atom:updated><title>Would You Like A Massage From Da Vinci?</title><atom:summary type="text">I arrive first. I’m always early (well, for most things) and today is no different. One by one people arrive and politely greet each other.I’m interested to observe that we, for reasons best known to societal psychologists and the like, begin to form a circle, without prompting or verbalising. Each person knows to modify their position and orientation to accommodate newcomers to the circle.There </atom:summary><link>http://www.samsontribune.com/2013/06/would-you-like-massage-from-da-vinci.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (David J. M. Samson)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203185095509561007.post-4768777686084763290</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Apr 2013 04:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-05-21T19:23:32.519+10:00</atom:updated><title>Cheeky Or Incompetent?</title><atom:summary type="text">Both, actually.No, not me. A bloody dental practice here in little old Adelaide.Last year (or perhaps the year before) I had registered with a new dentist. I had a whole dental plan of action in place. I wanted a new and improved smile. You know me, always aiming to be wonderful.I even had my teeth whitened. Except they weren&#39;t made that much lighter. My wallet, however, was much lighter by </atom:summary><link>http://www.samsontribune.com/2013/04/cheeky-or-incompetent.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (David J. M. Samson)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203185095509561007.post-652469784368123977</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Feb 2013 00:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-05-21T19:23:32.525+10:00</atom:updated><title>Radiology Students - The Essence Of Evil?</title><atom:summary type="text">Fringe fever has hit here in Adelaide.Whether you love theatre, comedy, cabaret or even the &quot;hard to pigeon hole&quot; type shows that can be common at such events, Adelaide&#39;s Fringe has something for everyone.Last night, Sam and I found ourselves in a shipping container, full of strangers (no strangers are stranger than those in Adelaide, ha!), perspiring in as dignified a way as possible in the heat</atom:summary><link>http://www.samsontribune.com/2013/02/radiology-students-essence-of-evil.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (David J. M. Samson)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203185095509561007.post-3812128460436072606</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Feb 2013 20:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-05-21T19:37:17.912+10:00</atom:updated><title>Wine Tour In McLaren Vale</title><atom:summary type="text">With the Sun warming up for the hot day ahead, musky aftershave and sweet perfume filled my nose as the group climbed on board.The little hire bus growled into life, with the driver at the wheel and everyone excitedly looking forward to getting started on our adventure.My other half&#39;s employer, warm and generous, acknowledged and celebrated the success of their last year and the valued </atom:summary><link>http://www.samsontribune.com/2013/02/wine-tour-in-mclaren-vale.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (David J. M. Samson)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203185095509561007.post-4756295583369758360</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Feb 2013 23:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-05-21T19:26:13.363+10:00</atom:updated><title>The 6 Week Blur</title><atom:summary type="text">What? I have a blog? Really? Shit, I forgot!Hello world. I must definitely be getting older. The last 6 weeks since my last blog post feels merely like a short weekend. Time truly flies when you are demented...My Christmas was lovely. In fact, life in general is pretty good. I think 2013 will be my best, most favourite year yet.My partner has had a promotion and is doing well with his career. I&#39;m</atom:summary><link>http://www.samsontribune.com/2013/02/the-6-week-blur.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (David J. M. Samson)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203185095509561007.post-3583579170631153417</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Dec 2012 02:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-05-21T19:37:17.909+10:00</atom:updated><title>Not Another LIKE - The Power Of Facebook</title><atom:summary type="text">I understand how awesome Facebook is. I really do.Everyone who is anyone, has a Facebook account. We all use it for different purposes, but it is generally accepted as a part of everyday life -  Wake up, have coffee, breakfast, personal cleansing routines, check emails, check Facebook, go to work, have lunch, check Facebook, come home, check Facebook...etc, etc.I use Facebook to keep in touch </atom:summary><link>http://www.samsontribune.com/2012/12/not-another-like-power-of-facebook.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (David J. M. Samson)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203185095509561007.post-7898376743488805331</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Dec 2012 06:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-05-21T19:26:13.379+10:00</atom:updated><title>The Old &quot;My Dad&#39;s A Rapist&quot; Conversation</title><atom:summary type="text">Have you ever paused in a busy supermarket, and witnessed the microcosm of humanity that is flowing around you?I mean, everyone, no matter who they are or what their position or status may be, has to eat.In a previous life I worked in a supermarket. Even now I sometimes think back to that time in my life. I served the public in a completely different manner to how I currently serve them, and I </atom:summary><link>http://www.samsontribune.com/2012/12/the-old-dad-rapist-conversation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (David J. M. Samson)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203185095509561007.post-2048095573908423473</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Dec 2012 06:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-05-21T19:26:13.355+10:00</atom:updated><title>Christmas Is Around The Corner</title><atom:summary type="text">Well people, it&#39;s almost Christmas. Even for non-christian people, this is a busy time of year.I mean, in a few weeks most businesses and shops will be closed for anything between a day to a whole week. I don&#39;t know how people cope with this societal pause.And so, regardless of your denomination or your family structure and dynamics, the next couple of weeks will be likely spent trying to resist </atom:summary><link>http://www.samsontribune.com/2012/12/christmas-is-around-corner.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (David J. M. Samson)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203185095509561007.post-6545997777460737292</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Dec 2012 08:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-05-21T19:26:13.370+10:00</atom:updated><title>South Australian Police Brutality</title><atom:summary type="text">Police brutality.In recent years I have heard accusations of police brutality across all news outlets, on blogs and the like, from several different countries.Sometimes you can be forgiven for thinking deserving culprits are just angry at being caught and want to cause a little drama, by giving the war cry of &quot;Police Brutality&quot;.Criminals are not the trustworthy lot you might think they are.And </atom:summary><link>http://www.samsontribune.com/2012/12/south-australian-police-brutality.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (David J. M. Samson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/cNoBFng6q7s/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>