In these days of social media mania, "slacktivism" is rife. There are countless people all over the globe who think they are changing the world for the better simply by pressing a like button on Facebook. Routinely, many more people pledge online to attend upcoming demos than actually rock up on the day. 

Frankly, I thought this was going to happen with this rally to oppose the State Government's plans to kill sharks deemed a threat to human life. See, six thousand people had said they would show. A huge number obviously.

There's no way that many will actually be there in person, I thought. I expected an embarrassingly small turnout comprised of only a few hundred of the city's maddest, saddest, deep-green shark-huggers. 

Boy was I wrong. 

While not everyone who promised online to be there at the beach kept their word, the crowd still numbered in the thousands.

I find this really odd. And it worries me. 

The Barnett Government's proposed safety measure is hardly radical, after all. They'll be doing their best to target only those noahs deemed a threat to us lowly humans. And while a few fish -- including some scaly, innocent by-swimmers -- will end up as boatkill the overall numbers are bound to be very small, particularly when you consider the scale of the natural Gaia-approved carnage that goes on each minute of each day in every cubic kilometre of the deep blue sea.

The crazies who railed at the policy today no doubt trotted out the argument that it "won't work" anyway. Well, that's yet to be determined. But it's certainly worth a shot in my opinion. A government's primary duty is to protect its citizens, after all. When swimmers and surfers are getting gobbled up with such monotonous regularity, something pro-active has to be done.

In any case, these activists don't really give a bilby's bum about whether people are any safer as a result of the measures. They care much more about those poor, misunderstood man-eaters, don't they? And this creepy lerve has a lot to do with their fashionable deep green religion, which sits nicely with the Indigenous spirituality that so many trendy whitey-tighties pay homage to nowadays. 

This excerpt from the obligatory welcome to country performed by Ben Taylor is a good example of this:

Mr Taylor told the 4,000 strong crowd that sharks were part of his culture and his spirituality.

"Colin Barnett should hang his head in shame at what he is doing," he told the crowd.

"I remember walking with my father along these shores, and he told me that spirits in these waters were known as great whites.

"We should all stand together against this."

I wonder if the marine scientists present applauded this contribution, and not just for reasons of tact. Knowing how many university departments are dominated by Gaia-worshipping moonbats these days, I'll bet they were hooting up a storm.