I was angry when I left the house today to attend the #LetThemStay rally outside the Department of Immigration. I was angry at Malcolm Turnbull, I was incensed by Peter Dutton and inside I was a seething mess because of the whole hideous situation in Australia. It continues to astound me that anybody could behave so heartlessly as to send people who had escaped persecution to hell. To a destination devoid of hope, a place of horror and abuse. It sickens me. Makes my insides curdle when I think about it. Brings tears to my eyes.