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I usually look forward to your posts Satan, you've got a down to earth Australian nature about you.
Just taking your post in isolation, without its context in a back and forth discussion: I always held the view that being Australian was about holding the term "mate" in high regard. A Mate is a person who you'd bleed for because as Australians we used to hold ourselves to a higher ideal, we wouldn't have a mate who was a "dodgey" person. We Australians were just that bit better people than those cut throat Yanks (as an example).
When female Salespeople would call me Mate, I'd feel uncomfortable. "Are you willing to bleed for me?" "Do you even know me?"
Yesterday being Australia Day this topic was on my mind, sorry for the detour.
FACT
In my younger days I met John Williamson, he made an off the cuff remark to me "we look like twins". My father told John William whilst he was in town preforming don't do anything wrong as I would get the blame.
Long story short
For a period of 10 years or so l was the splitting image of John Williamson & I was mistaken for him no matter where I went, I also got recognised once in Florida by an Australian expat, could convince him otherwise.
I've morphed
Once the splitting image of John Williamson, now the splitting image of Charles Darwin (the avatar) I use the avatar of Charles Darwin not for his good looks, but he is my absolute hero.
Skate.