According to the Sunday edition of the Daily Rag.
Second on the list is the Antichrist, aka Al Gore, aka the Shyster, aka the nearly President who desperate for some sort of fame made a film full of propaganda and inaccuracies with the intent of scaring the stupid into buying smaller cars and recycling their plastic.
To reiterate: global warming ISN'T a figment of our imagination but the suggestion that we burning less coal, recycling plastic bottles, using less water and the plethora of other suggestions to turn back the tide - IS!
There is no question that we humans are...well, bad, for the planet and as we reach new discoveries with regard to extending the our average lifespan and new ways of producing offspring from the most barren of wombs, the plague that is human life will just become more severe.
And as in any species there is a finite amount of any species that can exist in any given amount of space.
Of course, with our all encompassing intelligence we have been able to circumvent most of nature's 'checks and balances' as it were, but worry not - this cannot go on forever - and it won't.
For everything under the sun, there is a price to be paid.
In a previous post I alluded to a quote from a scientist in Britain who said that we were, 'living a 3 planet existence' quote unquote. Simply meaning that the rate of which we were using the earth's natural resources would take 3 like-sized planets to sustain.
It's inevitable those resources will run out - blind Freddie can see that. What then? Do we make cars illegal? Trains? Boats, planes, air conditioners?
Back to the horse and cart? Gosh, how will I survive without a motorbike? Oh no!
Wonder how the Antichrist will manage with a horse and cart. Most likely he'll have one with footmen and driver, security guards and gold laid upholstery. (Just so he can protect his money he'd previously spirited away from the stupid).
Anyway, for the normal people who actually WORK for a living, we're all off to said employment.
Sunday, December 30, 2007
Saturday, December 29, 2007
CASE IN POINT...
Some time ago I wrote a piece (God, it sounds so...uppity - like I'm an actual writer rather than some Joe just jotting down his thoughts) regarding sunshine and it's benefits/risks. The effects of too much of it - specifically skin cancer (which it has to be said is apparently at its highest rate here in OZ due to the famed 'hole' in the atmosphere) has been well documented. 'Stay out of the sun', they cautioned. 'Or use a strong UV cream'.
Well the general populous immediately ran out to the shops and purchased all the (about 500 UV) sun cream they could find (which is so protective it renders the recipient whiter than they began...).
It now transpires that the experts' words were taken a little too literally as many people (read, morons) and their poor children who don't have a say are now presenting at doctors with the symptoms of vitamin D deficiency.
Vitamin D is received in spades from the sun's rays. And word is just 15 minutes a day provides all the vitamin D a person requires. I myself have never been a 'worshipper' as such and have never been interested in lying on the beach like some sort of...well, wanker actually. Half naked women - good; half naked men - bad.
I've been saying for years now that the total blocking of these rays is a bad idea. I think in my 'piece' I wrote of my Ma (and all other Mas of that generation) telling me and the respective children to, "go out and get some sun on your legs'.
People aren't encouraged to do so anymore and because they're that thick they'll believe whatever the 'experts' tell them.
Tch! Experts indeed. Go and get a real bloody job y'wasters!
Me? I'm goin out in the sun - with my smokes!
Well the general populous immediately ran out to the shops and purchased all the (about 500 UV) sun cream they could find (which is so protective it renders the recipient whiter than they began...).
It now transpires that the experts' words were taken a little too literally as many people (read, morons) and their poor children who don't have a say are now presenting at doctors with the symptoms of vitamin D deficiency.
Vitamin D is received in spades from the sun's rays. And word is just 15 minutes a day provides all the vitamin D a person requires. I myself have never been a 'worshipper' as such and have never been interested in lying on the beach like some sort of...well, wanker actually. Half naked women - good; half naked men - bad.
I've been saying for years now that the total blocking of these rays is a bad idea. I think in my 'piece' I wrote of my Ma (and all other Mas of that generation) telling me and the respective children to, "go out and get some sun on your legs'.
People aren't encouraged to do so anymore and because they're that thick they'll believe whatever the 'experts' tell them.
Tch! Experts indeed. Go and get a real bloody job y'wasters!
Me? I'm goin out in the sun - with my smokes!
Monday, December 24, 2007
MERRY... CHRISTMAS/ XMAS/ HOLIDAY/ DAY THAT'S KINDA SPECIAL BUT CAN'T BE OPENLY DISCUSSED
Christmas time again. Phew! Where'd the year go? Wasn't it Christmas yesterday?
Anyway, another week and it'll all be over for another year. As I write, I still haven't secured a home. I was close three times (or so I thought) but for a variety of reasons it fell through so here I am, in my spot. Quite a nice spot actually - with peace and quiet I've been unable to find without paying half a mil or travelling a million hours from my work.
But LICS as they say (well, as I say at least...)
A matter of some concern to me is the pay TV provider, Austar, who, seemingly unaware (or simply uncaring) of the season have 'set the dogs on me'. The dogs in this case are the fine people of a debt collection agency with the help of their vicious lawyers.
They have threatened my credit rating; a rating it has to be said I've literally starved to protect. Now some corporate scum is trying to smear it. Well, not without a fight.
To reiterate my case:-
I became homeless. I told Austar that despite not having a TV and therefore being unable to actually watch their programs, I was still prepared to pay the monthly charge until such times I found accommodation. Then, when I DID find somewhere, I would just simply place a call and they could reconnect me over the phone at the enormous cost of...well, nothing to them, and probably 3-5 minutes on the phone for me (which comprises a woman telling me that my call is important to her and that I'm next in the queue, coupled with some 'trolley music' to further torture me!)
Nope - not good enough for Austar. It seems that I MUST actually watch TV or else they'll disconnect. Does that mean I have to video myself watching TV with time/date code?
I tell them - "I have no TV...because I have no home, so I can't actually watch your channels". I remind them again, "Because I have no home - i.e. I'm homeless". At the same time I'm staggered at their refusal to understand. Again I tell them, "Still, regardless of my current living arrangements, I'm willing to pay the monthly amount. You'll still get your money - what's the problem here?"
They simply refused to discuss it and handed alleged debt to their collectors who as I say, set their lawyers on me,
I, in turn, have contacted three consumer advocacy agencies with my ace in the pack being my homelessness (Austar or their denizens can't find me).
Don't know how this is going to play but one thing is certain, I will fight this to the end on behalf of all who have been fucked over by the corporate world.
Anyway, another week and it'll all be over for another year. As I write, I still haven't secured a home. I was close three times (or so I thought) but for a variety of reasons it fell through so here I am, in my spot. Quite a nice spot actually - with peace and quiet I've been unable to find without paying half a mil or travelling a million hours from my work.
But LICS as they say (well, as I say at least...)
A matter of some concern to me is the pay TV provider, Austar, who, seemingly unaware (or simply uncaring) of the season have 'set the dogs on me'. The dogs in this case are the fine people of a debt collection agency with the help of their vicious lawyers.
They have threatened my credit rating; a rating it has to be said I've literally starved to protect. Now some corporate scum is trying to smear it. Well, not without a fight.
To reiterate my case:-
I became homeless. I told Austar that despite not having a TV and therefore being unable to actually watch their programs, I was still prepared to pay the monthly charge until such times I found accommodation. Then, when I DID find somewhere, I would just simply place a call and they could reconnect me over the phone at the enormous cost of...well, nothing to them, and probably 3-5 minutes on the phone for me (which comprises a woman telling me that my call is important to her and that I'm next in the queue, coupled with some 'trolley music' to further torture me!)
Nope - not good enough for Austar. It seems that I MUST actually watch TV or else they'll disconnect. Does that mean I have to video myself watching TV with time/date code?
I tell them - "I have no TV...because I have no home, so I can't actually watch your channels". I remind them again, "Because I have no home - i.e. I'm homeless". At the same time I'm staggered at their refusal to understand. Again I tell them, "Still, regardless of my current living arrangements, I'm willing to pay the monthly amount. You'll still get your money - what's the problem here?"
They simply refused to discuss it and handed alleged debt to their collectors who as I say, set their lawyers on me,
I, in turn, have contacted three consumer advocacy agencies with my ace in the pack being my homelessness (Austar or their denizens can't find me).
Don't know how this is going to play but one thing is certain, I will fight this to the end on behalf of all who have been fucked over by the corporate world.
Sunday, December 09, 2007
JOKE OF THE WEEK
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MAN WALKS INTO A BAR WITH A STEERING WHEEL DOWN THE FRONT OF HIS TROUSERS.
BARMAN POINTS AT LUMP AND ASKS: "HOW ARE YOU, BUDDY, ISN'T THAT UNCOMFORTABLE?"
"YEAH", THE MAN REPLIES, "IT'S DRIVING ME NUTS!"
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MAN WALKS INTO A BAR WITH A STEERING WHEEL DOWN THE FRONT OF HIS TROUSERS.
BARMAN POINTS AT LUMP AND ASKS: "HOW ARE YOU, BUDDY, ISN'T THAT UNCOMFORTABLE?"
"YEAH", THE MAN REPLIES, "IT'S DRIVING ME NUTS!"
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Wednesday, December 05, 2007
WARMING SHWARMING
A report on the television news told of some Pacific Islander types complaining that sea rises are overwhelming their homes. Accompaning the report was footage of waves breaking around the floor of the homes (read huts with palm fronds). They claim it's as a`result of global warming (How the hell Gore the Antichrist got to them I'll never know. One of them must have acquired a TV from somewhere...).
So far, a couple of sentences into this piece, you'd be excused for thinking fair enough and having empathy for the poor Islanders.
That is until you read on:
These indigenents of the beautiful islands in the South Pacific, typically live on the beach. I don't mean near the beach or in close proximity to the beach, no - I mean ON the beach - right there on the sand, their gardens just behind on the small soil shelf.
Something as simple and innocent as a freak high tide would have the same effect.
Well look PI's, you choose to live there - in a place many Westerners pay several month's earnings just visit. You probably exist in an environment free of terror, one where you just tend your garden and potter about til your heart's content.
But nevertheless, it's still on a beach and as such carries the risk of such high tides so I'm afraid you lose all rights to appeal to the western world for help.
What, you want me to replace your palm frond hut with an air conditioned home on higher ground? I don't think so.
So far, a couple of sentences into this piece, you'd be excused for thinking fair enough and having empathy for the poor Islanders.
That is until you read on:
These indigenents of the beautiful islands in the South Pacific, typically live on the beach. I don't mean near the beach or in close proximity to the beach, no - I mean ON the beach - right there on the sand, their gardens just behind on the small soil shelf.
Something as simple and innocent as a freak high tide would have the same effect.
Well look PI's, you choose to live there - in a place many Westerners pay several month's earnings just visit. You probably exist in an environment free of terror, one where you just tend your garden and potter about til your heart's content.
But nevertheless, it's still on a beach and as such carries the risk of such high tides so I'm afraid you lose all rights to appeal to the western world for help.
What, you want me to replace your palm frond hut with an air conditioned home on higher ground? I don't think so.
I wrote about the spate of vicious glassings (are they ever anything else...?) that have been in the news lately a while back.
No need to cover old ground except to say that the head-shaking and tut-tutting from the media was all encompassing. And rightly so, I'd have to say (though my opinion isn't motivated by the desire to sell more copy...).
What typically follows such demonstrations of dismay, is the plea - "What can we do to stop this?"
And all measures of control are discussed, from shutting bars completely to shutting them early in a (vain they'll discover) attempt to curb this almost primal of attacks on a usually unsuspecting victim.
You want to stop this? Well, you can't, frankly. There are of course ways of reducing it but that relies on people drinking less and people won't - period.
Especially when the demon liquor is virtually given away.
Take the advertisement for a large supermarket in Australia. With that time of year again fast approaching, the market has pulled out the usual stops of advertising alcohol and ridiculously low prices. The ad I saw was offering 24 cans of beer for 40 bucks - $20 off. And the choices...wow, such a variey both local and imported - Hahn, Crownies, Pure Blonde, The ever-present VB, Bud, Tooheys (New and Old), Heineken... the list goes on and on!
That's thirty percent. Reducing the price to just over half. Where else would you get such a gift? Imagine for example going into a car dealers and getting 5000 off a 15,000 dollar car. It just wouldn't happen Nor with whitegoods, furniture, TVs - unless it's from the benevolence of the jolly, fat man in the red suit.
But because it's the piss in Australia, they're almost giving it away.
Yeah...I'm wringing my hands too. Boohoo, how can we stop this?
Meantime, with shaking heads and tut-tutting voices, the hands continue to be wrung, offenders are incarcerated and life returns to normal...but with the unfortunate victim missing an eye!
No need to cover old ground except to say that the head-shaking and tut-tutting from the media was all encompassing. And rightly so, I'd have to say (though my opinion isn't motivated by the desire to sell more copy...).
What typically follows such demonstrations of dismay, is the plea - "What can we do to stop this?"
And all measures of control are discussed, from shutting bars completely to shutting them early in a (vain they'll discover) attempt to curb this almost primal of attacks on a usually unsuspecting victim.
You want to stop this? Well, you can't, frankly. There are of course ways of reducing it but that relies on people drinking less and people won't - period.
Especially when the demon liquor is virtually given away.
Take the advertisement for a large supermarket in Australia. With that time of year again fast approaching, the market has pulled out the usual stops of advertising alcohol and ridiculously low prices. The ad I saw was offering 24 cans of beer for 40 bucks - $20 off. And the choices...wow, such a variey both local and imported - Hahn, Crownies, Pure Blonde, The ever-present VB, Bud, Tooheys (New and Old), Heineken... the list goes on and on!
That's thirty percent. Reducing the price to just over half. Where else would you get such a gift? Imagine for example going into a car dealers and getting 5000 off a 15,000 dollar car. It just wouldn't happen Nor with whitegoods, furniture, TVs - unless it's from the benevolence of the jolly, fat man in the red suit.
But because it's the piss in Australia, they're almost giving it away.
Yeah...I'm wringing my hands too. Boohoo, how can we stop this?
Meantime, with shaking heads and tut-tutting voices, the hands continue to be wrung, offenders are incarcerated and life returns to normal...but with the unfortunate victim missing an eye!
DAVID AND GOLIATH
Otherwise known as Austar television.
Dear Mr Austar,
You have been sending me a bill for 250 bucks for months on end now claiming it to be a cancellation fee. I didn't ask for my service to be cancelled and have repeatedly informed you that I was happy to keep paying the monthly amount until I secured new accommodation (you are well aware of my current situation).
But that wasn't enough for you. It would seem that despite my willingness to keep paying the amount whilst searching for a new home, you have decided that because I'm not actually watching television (because I've no fucking house y'pricks!) I have to pay a cancellation fee. Well, fuck that!
I am well aware of the need for such a fee. Austar needs to protect itself from a customer asking you to come out, set up the dish, provide the set top box, remote etc, only for a month later say - "aw, I don't want it now". I completely understand that you need to cover yourself from this.
However, I have been an Austar customer for 7 years, during which time I have paid to Austar the sum of 5,600 dollars (mainly for 3 channels I actually watch, and about 30 I don't - food channel, kids channel, diy channel etc.) You don't need to 'cover' yourselves. 5,600 dollars would cover you like a mf!
And now you have the nerve to demand 250 dollars for a cancellation fee while I struggle to find a home in this expensive market that is Sydney. Moreover, you have 'set the dogs on me' in the form of a debt collection agency!
Well, pay close attention to this for I'll say it only once:-
YOU CAN HAND THE UNJUSTIFIED DEBT TO AS MANY DEBT COLLECTORS AS YOU WANT. I WILL NOT BE PAYING EITHER THEM OR YOU. YOU MAY CONSIDER OUR RELATIONSHIP PERMANENTLY OVER AND CAN SHOVE YOUR 250 BUCKS UP YOUR FUCKING ARSE!!! FURTHERMORE, I WILL NEVER USE AUSTAR TELEVISION AGAIN AND WILL DO EVERYTHING IN MY POWER TO DISSUADE OTHERS FROM DOING SO ALSO. YOU PEOPLE ARE GOING TO LEARN YOU CAN'T JUST TREAT YOUR CUSTOMERS LIKE THIS.
Dear Mr Austar,
You have been sending me a bill for 250 bucks for months on end now claiming it to be a cancellation fee. I didn't ask for my service to be cancelled and have repeatedly informed you that I was happy to keep paying the monthly amount until I secured new accommodation (you are well aware of my current situation).
But that wasn't enough for you. It would seem that despite my willingness to keep paying the amount whilst searching for a new home, you have decided that because I'm not actually watching television (because I've no fucking house y'pricks!) I have to pay a cancellation fee. Well, fuck that!
I am well aware of the need for such a fee. Austar needs to protect itself from a customer asking you to come out, set up the dish, provide the set top box, remote etc, only for a month later say - "aw, I don't want it now". I completely understand that you need to cover yourself from this.
However, I have been an Austar customer for 7 years, during which time I have paid to Austar the sum of 5,600 dollars (mainly for 3 channels I actually watch, and about 30 I don't - food channel, kids channel, diy channel etc.) You don't need to 'cover' yourselves. 5,600 dollars would cover you like a mf!
And now you have the nerve to demand 250 dollars for a cancellation fee while I struggle to find a home in this expensive market that is Sydney. Moreover, you have 'set the dogs on me' in the form of a debt collection agency!
Well, pay close attention to this for I'll say it only once:-
YOU CAN HAND THE UNJUSTIFIED DEBT TO AS MANY DEBT COLLECTORS AS YOU WANT. I WILL NOT BE PAYING EITHER THEM OR YOU. YOU MAY CONSIDER OUR RELATIONSHIP PERMANENTLY OVER AND CAN SHOVE YOUR 250 BUCKS UP YOUR FUCKING ARSE!!! FURTHERMORE, I WILL NEVER USE AUSTAR TELEVISION AGAIN AND WILL DO EVERYTHING IN MY POWER TO DISSUADE OTHERS FROM DOING SO ALSO. YOU PEOPLE ARE GOING TO LEARN YOU CAN'T JUST TREAT YOUR CUSTOMERS LIKE THIS.
Monday, December 03, 2007
UPDATE
Well, it's now the fourth month I've been living out of the back of my ute. Four months of searching for a new home without success so far.
I'm having to seriously consider once again renting; only thing is my two boys. Apparently they are a problem for some. As soon as they hear the term "two Border Collies" they get very defensive and completely shut down.
I would like to know exactly what it is these wankers think my boys are going to do to their precious house. Do they think they're going to shit all over the place; bark into the wee hours of the morning? What? Explain to me what it is that worries you so.
Well I consider it a personal affront to me - no less so than if you insulted my children and my response is this:- (Ma, if you're reading this, look away)
YOU CAN TAKE YOUR POXY HOUSE AND SHOVE IT - RIGHT UP YOUR FUCKIN ARSE - SIDEWAYS. I'LL EVEN LEND A BOOT TO MAKE SURE IT GETS WORKED RIGHT UP THERE!!!
I'm having to seriously consider once again renting; only thing is my two boys. Apparently they are a problem for some. As soon as they hear the term "two Border Collies" they get very defensive and completely shut down.
I would like to know exactly what it is these wankers think my boys are going to do to their precious house. Do they think they're going to shit all over the place; bark into the wee hours of the morning? What? Explain to me what it is that worries you so.
Well I consider it a personal affront to me - no less so than if you insulted my children and my response is this:- (Ma, if you're reading this, look away)
YOU CAN TAKE YOUR POXY HOUSE AND SHOVE IT - RIGHT UP YOUR FUCKIN ARSE - SIDEWAYS. I'LL EVEN LEND A BOOT TO MAKE SURE IT GETS WORKED RIGHT UP THERE!!!
Saturday, December 01, 2007
WHAT MORE DOES A MAN NEED...
MITSUBISHI TURBO DIESEL 4X4 UTE (RESPLENDENT WITH A BIG DENT - GOD, I'M SUCH A DICKHEAD!)
YAMAHA WR 426 ENDURO
AND MY BOYS.
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