As a white girl growing up in Bardon, Queensland, I used to stretch out on the
carpeted floor in our steamy lounge room to watch television with my brothers
and sisters. Tarzan, the pale 'Wild-man, showed us how 'natural man' behaved in
the jungles, and his partner lane did the same for 'natural woman'. My young
brother learnt the exotic language - that rather repetitive 'bwana mon-tinna bibi',
spoken amidst whooping bird and ape sound effects. Lost in Space showed us the
white nuclear...[Show more]
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