Alright, alright, settle down, snowflakes. We get it. A kid died. It's sad. Real sad. But before we launch into another round of hand-wringing and performative wokeness, can we at least acknowledge the elephant in the room? Or maybe the dingo ate your baby logic.

So, five-year-old Kumanjayi Little Baby (yes, that's the name – you can't make this stuff up) went missing in Alice Springs, and now she's fertilizer. An Aboriginal man is charged. Cue the outrage, the parliamentarians shedding crocodile tears, and the usual suspects demanding a royal commission into everything.

Prime Minister Albanese says it "breaks your heart." Yeah, well, try paying my tax bill, buddy. That breaks my heart. Catherine Liddle from SNAICC says it shows how much Aboriginal people love their kids. Okay, fair enough. But love doesn't pay the bills, does it? Or stop crime, apparently.

Of course, this is immediately spun into “deep inequalities” and “systemic racism.” Because everything is, right? Never mind that Australia is practically bending over backwards to appease these groups with handouts and apologies. It's never enough, is it?

They're promising a review of the child protection system. Translation: more bureaucrats, more pointless paperwork, and zero actual improvement. Because government always fixes everything, right? Just ask the people who run the DMV.

This little girl, bless her heart, was just a kid who liked cartoons and computer games. Now she's a political football. Great job, everyone. You've successfully exploited her death to push your agenda.

Alice Springs is a hellhole in the middle of nowhere. Aboriginal people make up 20% of the population, and town camps are basically reservations. But let's not talk about the root causes of the problems, like the breakdown of the family, substance abuse, and a culture of dependency. Nope, let's just blame whitey some more.

The irony is that these so-called solutions always involve more government intervention, which is exactly what destroyed these communities in the first place. It's like trying to put out a fire with gasoline.

So, yeah, it's sad. But let's not pretend this is some shocking revelation. It's the same old song and dance. Tragedy happens, lefties screech about inequality, government promises to fix it, nothing changes, repeat.

Maybe, just maybe, we should try something different. Like, I don't know, personal responsibility? Free markets? Limited government? Nah, too crazy, right?

Just keep throwing money at the problem. That'll fix it. Promise.

Rest in peace, Kumanjayi. You deserved better than this. And you definitely deserved better than becoming a talking point for virtue-signaling politicians and progressive activists.