Shane In the Red Centre |
G'day Possums,
the last brief post for 2018.
Mrs Wombat, self and No: 2 daughter +
b/f travelled up to Alice Springs to congratulate No 1 daughter and partner on
the arrival of their first child.
We house-sat, Cloe the Labrador-x a
charmingly boisterous 12 month old pup, took in some of the sights, visited
galleries, enjoyed the meat and service from Milner St Meats, re-discovered
Mateuse Rose' and decided that The Tropic of Capricorn and points further north
hardly qualify as habitable places for civilized beings.
We heard many complaints from shop
owners and managers about Truffle's third-rate NBN, experienced being vetted
when buying alcohol and also when granted admission to venues based on skin
colour alone.
Started the trip at Melb airport
standing near Rolex Robert's, Deep North Ruling Rabble rorter, happy-clapper,
right-wing apparatchik and electoral manipulator whose bland indifference to
the masses swirling about him only seemed to confirm he's
in it for what he can get out of it.
And to justify that last comment..... " MP Stuart Robert Expenses 2018 Jan-Sept=$377,904.27 Not including Oct-Dec, Also not including Salary. #auspol
2017 Expenses: $559,130.68 Not including Salary
By end 2018, This MP will have cost us over $1Mil expenses in 2 years with NIL NOTABLE ACHIEVEMENT.".... where's the tumbril?
And to justify that last comment..... "
Which was different to the return
flight from Adelaide to Melb where Michaelia The Harpy, Cash fouled the cabin
atmosphere and presented a very different persona to the manic one she most
often exhibits in parliament.
At the luggage carousel as solitary as
the very plain teenage wallflower at her first dance The Harpy was allowed a
clear few metres of space by the public who stood cheek by jowl retrieving
their own baggage. Perhaps it was the lack of whiteboard which made her look as
lost and a little nervous or it might have been the anticipation of a ribald
question about "Sugar-Daddies", Barnyard overdoing the family issues,
Potato-Head Dutton's ludicrous spread in the deep north's Ugly American's
Murdoch version of Völkischer Beobachter as Potato Head shat all
over Truffles to prove what fine political instincts HE has! Or perhaps it was
our useless G-G not being able to budget successfully like the mythical good
upstanding fiscal conservative. Whatever it was, the black Patent Leather
stiletto jack-boots with bling on the toes did nothing to ameliorate the image.
Ah well, we'll probably be rid of both
of these impediments to a thriving country by next May.....hopefully
earlier..... but there are so many of them and then there's the lieutenants
like the beady-eyed Roskam of The Coot's-With-Queer-Ideas-From-a-Parallel-Universe
and the idiot propagandists like Bolt-the-Dolt who make the idea of Soviet
style re-education camps seem a tolerably good idea.
Hoo-roo Petals,
there's much work ahead in 2019.
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