Azaria. Is it too late to learn?

I wasn’t even born when she was taken, but like so many other Australians, I feel strangely attached to her story. Uluru. The dingos. The cruelty. The unspeakable heartbreak. The outrage.

It’s a desperate, powerful story that we mustn’t forget anytime soon.

Or have we already forgotten?

Our courts still don’t know how to handle disagreements between forensic scientists.

Our journalists are even more brazenly engaged in trial-by-media.

And we still believe that members of religious groups are [probably] nuts.

Oh Azaria, we’re such slow learners.