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13.01.20. Although you may not think so, we are still on holidays—sort of! The addiction to dedicated service for our faithful readers is a hard habit to break—even the lure of a sleep-in can’t conquer. February 3rd will have us tumbling too, but not at 3am. That deadline is too demanding for old curmudgeons. Our comment is thus hurried, harried and sometimes lacks depth of detail—more time for research and ridicule is required for that betterment. As does the creation of rude names for those who do us poor service! Until then, keep well and maintain the rage! More


19.01.20. Gen X they like to call it and the pitfalls are supposed affect both men and women but evidence suggests that women suffer more. That was a time  right after the Baby Boomers when women burned their bras and abused men for holding doors open that brought forth the, “me, me, I want it all” era. Assertive ladies pushed their presence to the front of the bar to prove a confected feminist dogma. The men who didn’t squeak when they walked retreated lest they receive a verbose spray about the sins of misogyny, later glorified by Julia Gillard with Tony Abbott as victim.
But there’s a lot more to it than that and it might have a lot to do with “choice,” or the “Vegemite” syndrome. Imagine one of those busy inner city sandwich shops of about 30 years ago during the lunchtime rush. There were those who knew exactly what they wanted—they ate the same kind of sandwich five days a week. The large menu board boasted more than 60 varieties. More

19.01.20. “This five-door hatchback costs a whopping $137,900 … and while that is amazing, the vehicle is not.” Writes the controversial Jeremy Clarkson about the new Mercedes EQC 400 4Matic All-electric car. You can bet that Mercedes has already made a very nasty phone call to Jeremy crammed with all sorts of swearing and personal abuse. But Jeremy does have a point in his questions about such an avant auto built for the space age when he asks: “A few things puzzled me, though. Why does it have a radiator grille when it has no radiator? Why does it have flappy-paddle gearshifters when it has no gears? And why has the electric motor been made to look like an engine when it isn’t one?” More


18.01.20. Why-oh-why in hell do we, well… some of us at least, hunger for words of wisdom from the wagging tongues of certified failures? A brain-dead MSM rush for comment from past politicians that the voters have cast upon the dung-heap of political dross—Turnbull for example, a spiteful tin-ear bereft of wisdom. The one that takes the cake, however, has to be any opinion from that idiot Greens leader Di Natale and of course the astoundingly stupid Sarah Hanson-Mungbean, On the government side we suffer the National’s village idiot—Michael McCormack. Gerard Henderson today sinks his teeth into Julian Burnside, another political failure with free advice on offer.
It’s a reality of Western democracies that the most estranged citizens tend to come from the most successful and best-educated sections of society. The phenomenon is best described as alienation, a feeling of dissociation from fellow citizens and their elected leaders. More

18.01.20. Who will forget Helen with three names who fooled the world during the 1990s with her scam and talk of plagiarism? The woman can write, that’s for sure and why she chooses to more or less support the alleged fraud Bruce Pascoe could mean nothing more than to get a headline, a matter to which Ms Dale is adroit. Helen Demidenko, Helen Darville and latterly Helen Dale, as she has been variously known hit a six with her debut novel, The Hand that Signed the Paper, which was supposed to be based on her Ukrainian ancestry. But things fell apart when it was disclosed that Helen Demidenko was none other than Helen Darville, the daughter of British immigrants. Bruce Pascoe’s story is quite different in many ways already debated on this blog. In the end, fraud is fraud any which way you choose to dress it or in this case, colour it!
I see the Bruce Pascoe-Dark Emu story is turning into my story. He is alleged to be telling a story not his own, and to have profited — in the form of jobs, research grants and literary awards reserved for Aborigines — by claiming racial origins he does not have. More

18.01.20. Politics is a filthy game as everyone knows, especially in Australia with its revolving door of prime ministers. And until recently the arbiter of who’s next rested pretty much with the polls. The last federal election, right up to the final day of campaigning had Labor’s Bill Shorten packing his bags for the Canberra Lodge, a dream carried for many years in the heart and soul of the crass creature. By the end of count on May 18 2019, Shorten’s ticket to the highest office in the kingdom with its guaranteed lifetime of luxury turned to his worst nightmare, shattering the expectation of a union barracker more adroit to screaming derision from atop a pile of wooden pallets in a shady dockside corner. It takes a thick skin, a massive ego and much gall to shrink away and play second fiddle to Anthony Albanese who has foolishly abetted Shorten’s role on centre stage. The video below portrays Shorten as the king cobra and poor-old Albo as a more geriatric mongoose swaying to the hypnotic lure before the viper strikes. More

17.01.20. As one politician with his trademark annoying voice impediment often croaked about Australia’s valuable resources, “dig it up and sell it!” Ah yes, selling off Australia’s future for a piece of silver, the smell of fried rice pervades the land and the fortune cookies bode ill—but not for the wily usurpers. “Flog it off” is the catch cry of the incompetent sworn to protect (themselves) as they hatch failing schemes of pure profligacy with an eye only and skills to match the single goal of re-election according to the ruling Labor mantra of, ‘what ever it takes!’
The Chinese owners planning to mine nearly 100 million litres of groundwater each year from an aquifer in Queensland’s drought-ravaged Southern Downs had their underground water allo­cation nearly doubled by the state government in 2011. They are also seeking to mine 8000 tonnes of granite annually from the rural property, between Warwick and Stanthorpe. More
17.01.20. The water you see running down the window is from the over-cabin sprays used to cool down the cab. You can hear them saying don’t touch the windows. Shots like this are rare because the crew are usually busy getting under fire blankets and praying even if they don’t know how!

17.01.20. Sir David admits to being 93. Most people by 93 have had their driver’s licence removed or restricted for reasons of being a danger to the public. apart from his daily rants about fire and brimstone and we’ll all be going to hell in a hand-basket is primarily based on the rise of global temperatures—a hysterical one degree over one hundred years! Wait until his memory is jogged about this beauty that happened last September but recycled this morning on BBC for effect.
The Amery Ice Shelf in Antarctica has just produced its biggest iceberg in more than 50 years. The calved block covers 1,636 sq km in area – a little smaller than Scotland’s Isle of Skye – and is called D28. The scale of the berg means it will have to be monitored and tracked because it could in future pose a hazard to shipping. Not since the early 1960s has Amery calved a bigger iceberg. That was a whopping 9,000 sq km in area.
But then there was another one in 2017: An iceberg expected to be one of the 10 largest ever recorded is ready to break away from Antarctica, scientists say.
A long-running rift in the Larsen C ice shelf grew suddenly in December and now just 20km of ice is keeping the 5,000 sq km piece from floating away.
And so it has been for ever, remember the Titanic. They’re called icebergs Sir David perhaps he could reminisce about that as he drops a few more ice cubes into his Glenfiddich each night to hold at bay the nightmares of being cooked alive. Have another Scotch David! More