Don’t matter. What matters is that stupid people turned them loose on us. Whitefeller know-it-alls brought rabbits in for sporting when there never should have been any rabbits in the land. Now they’re all over the continent. Rabbit fences don’t stop them. I helped build rabbit fences up north on the Murchison and up behind Port Hedland. Had rabbits on both sides of it before we could get the wire up. ‘Scourge of God’ ain’t nearly it. ‘Scourge of fools,’ is more like it.” Colin watched the grand philosopher, Jackie Jump, wave a roasted rabbit drumstick high. Colin was getting pretty tired of eating rabbit, like everyone else, but he hadn’t yet made the furry creatures a topic of philosophical discussion. With huge white teeth, Jackie stripped the meat from his rabbit leg. “You saw Eucla, Colin, what it looks like now. Didn’t used to look like that. When I was just a nipper traveling with my uncles, we’d stop at Eucla on the way ‘cross.
