Internment

It is interesting to me where my thoughts take me each day.  I had no intention of studying Interment in Australia in World War 2.  But there I was looking it up.  I went to the Australian Nation Archives, Australian War Museum and Museum Victoria and other places.  I was interested to know who was interned.
What I found out but never knew was, Australia interned people that other nations (our allies) sent us.  At its peak we had about 8,000 people interned here from other countries.
There were camps dotted throughout Australia.  Mostly southern parts of Australia.  But there was one at Enoggera Barracks in Brisbane.
Its weird but I see internment as something that is more than being locked up during war time.  I see people in closed societies as interned.  Freedoms are curtailed.  There is a perceived freedom, but it is within the confines of the system a person is subject to.
During World War 2 we interned people from 30 different countries. Mostly they were German, Italian or Japanese but there were also people interned who were from Finland, Hungry, Portugal and Russia.  The thinking is what I see as the thinking of the leadership in some countries today.  Those interned were seen as a possible threat.  In the best case scenario, it was as a threat to the safety or defence of the country.  Though it seems to me it can be the interned people are seen as a threat to the leadership.
I do not know what happened here, but it seems to me this is very much open to abuse.  I am seeing it abused today.  The leadership is self-serving and those interned are those that the leadership sees as a threat - they may not be to the country, but they are to the leadership.
Internment could be justified or an inconvenience or unjustified.  The experience of people in the camps depended on who else was there, and the personality of the person in charge.
The personality of the one in charge seems to me to be a biggy.  I was watching Four Corners last night and a person in a Pacific Country objected to their site being filmed.  That person to me was as tough as nails.  I had not seen anything like it.  I reckon an experience being interned with a leader of the camp being as tough as nails would not be pleasant.
That would be the sort of thing I would be trying to get out of, and get as many others out of as possible.
In war time there is a cost to freedom.  It is a risky business but worth a try I reckon.