“No wisdom greater than an elected MP!” So says the King … Bridg, being an MP, has operated in the highest of all interests – her own. Her own being of course, the interests of her party … which is after all what really matters. The King says that MPs, politicians, are so very much better at judging just who it is that public money should be doled out to than any democratically misguided panel of supposed experts. These ‘experts’…
Well, we have a natural disaster in New Zealand for which the cops are looking for a criminal responsibility for … Sounds very much like the NZ Police Forces have been taking courses from Pistol Pete’s mob over here. Lets hope that Ms Adern is not going down the same old road that we’ve embraced here in the Lucky Country. Though saying all of that, how refreshing it is to remember that in NZ they have a progressive policy of…
Their whole idea of ‘good governance’ is forcing through legislation. “This bill will become law! This will go through!” etc etc. Doesn’t say alot for the independence of our parliamentary representatives does it. Id suppose that with such bloody minded confidence from the King’s Ministers, that there must be some secret information available that they coerce our representatives into voting for draconian laws with, that for some reason we, the Australian people, are in no need of knowing. Information that…
… Or, the apparent necessity of coercion in the speeding up of evolution. “When was the last time you had a small antechinus that completely changed your day?” she said. “Its been a long time since I’ve seen an antechinus.” I replied, “Surely there are none around here?” “Huh … ?” “Oh, you mean an anti-climax?” “Huh … No, I mean an act-of-kindness!” “Oh …” Such a large gap between the thoughts of young children and those of blind old…
Ah ha! I see His Disgrace has published his reading wishes .. hope its not mandatory reading. Anyway he says that Bible History is on top of his list. I’m assuming that he’s yet to read any .. because I’m not so sure he’s going to like what he finds. Though, its been fudged up for a few centuries already, no matter, a bit more fudging can never go astray. Eh King? Nudge nudge wink wink. I doubt whether he’s…
I see the World’s told the King that he’s missed the point. What a joke, as if we here in the Lucky Country couldn’t have told them that without a great big convention. How on earth do we here let him get away with it? We should turf the idiot out. Its one thing having such an ignorant and hypocritical little man lording it over us here at home, but for us to allow him to get up in front…
How do these miracle men dare to get up in front of their crowds and preach overpopulation at the same time as telling us that we can’t afford them … a population that is .. and, at the same time, invoke the interests of all 25 million of us. Listening to Old Suicide in the wee hours of the morning over this past weekend I thought I’d heard enough stupidity regarding these educational salons … And then, good old Tough…
“Through tattered clothes small vices do appear; Robes and furred gowns hide all.” – Shakespeare’s King Lear. Prime minister Scott Morrison says his government has no plans … while talking up national employment figures, declaring “how good are jobs”. “Not bad I’d imagine, if ya can scam one that ya get 500+ K a year for, bully other people and ruin a beautiful country with .. eh, eh .. wink wink nudge nudge, eh, King.” The comments come as one of his backbenchers warn…
The King gives me much to think about on dark damp days … Could I say, he provokes much thought? His recent utterances regarding progress and the change he has in store for our futures sent me scurrying for my dictionaries .. those old hard copy things us fools carry about. Has he finally spoke some truth? Well, who am I to say, I think my education is rather broader than his .. no wonder he seeks to stifle our…
‘Who do you go for?’ She said handing me another piece of broken quartz … ‘Ah, do you mean, what is my state of origin?’ – knowing of course that that was exactly what she was asking. ‘M’huh’ she nodded. ‘Well I’m from the Blue Mountains in Sydney, so I’m from NSW, I’m a NSW boy .. and a ragged old one at that.’ ‘Grrr .. mmn,’ she frowned or rather, scowled. She was probably 8 years old and we…