After all, he said, being bored is better than being dead. Well, thought I, this chap has some information that I don’t have. This warrants some research. Of course, weren’t no use in questioning the fella further … I mean, who can truly read the wisdom in a set of raised eyes? Perhaps its the wave of the hand? He was very sure of himself. He repeated it twice, and both times to a different question. Is this electioneering on heat, mere twaddle?

So how do we research such things? Ah, thought I, we ask the king. But no, that would be a stupid thing to do … Ask the king! May as well milk a flying pig.

Being bored better than being dead? … A kind of veiled threat! This is the sort of statement one would expect from His Magnificent Mendaciousness, Pistol Pete Dutton, a neoliberalism. Inanity dressed up as compassionate wisdom – there’s elections in the air.

This week too, I see, the king has demanded that his lexicographers redefine – yes, he did say redefine, hot-spot. Surely that’s not cricket? There must be dosh in this redefinition game. Let hope they get it over with quick – unlike the redefinitions of that mind of god, New Christ Porter, whose now spent five years working on his projected (and promised) redefinition – that of his corruptions. Still we’re a united and extremely lucky country … Bored to death but still alive. So we’re led to believe …

“A proposition cannot be said to be true or demonstrated as long as there are arguments that combat it, or solid arguments for its contrary.” – Elie Luzac.

Since we’re all preparing for election mode here in the Lucky Country, what bet secession’s on the card? … Quickly followed by, sedition.