grip pipe
15th May 2012, 04:46
Imagine dear readers that a week would pass here in OZ where we would be provided with news or changes that actually dealt with the 'real economy' and less of the punters were asked to go and find the fabled 'new economy', that the curfew at Sydney airport was abandoned, the donkeys at the CASA were sent off to the knackery, Qantas Mining ceased trying to create a big hole in the ground, somebody actually worked out what an airline is supposed to be and why pigs still fly, now would that not be wondrous. So for a moment, lets imagine it was thus!
Instead this week Surfer Wayne tried to thrill us all with a lantern show and a few smoke and mirror tricks. It wasn't one for the battlers or the true believers, but it was all good and really big but it just might be a few years away. We all yawned having heard the lines before from various state circuses. All readers knew all about it on account of the clowns losing the script pages and we had already decided that it was just the Governmints way of celebrating the feast of Cybeline with that ancient roman festival of hilaria but a modern American interpretation. Everybody was actually more interested in real life and various piano players had to admit they were really aviators and go and buy their mother some flowers. Ringmaster and MC, our beloved Albo continued on with freckling circus members but was seen in one of those shiny suits that Paul loved so dearly in his late napoleonic era and looking like Carmels' pasta sauce is very much agreeing with him and that no freckling was landing on him. No new infrastructures were blessed or announced but the equivalent of about a million Greek drachmas was allocated to things aeronautical, on current proposed exchange rates for the life after the euro, spending on things aeronautical was about - zero. As was usual in showbiz, those heading the Circus bill ensured they were to continue to get generous helpings of potato and gravy to go with the their meat to help their impoverished existence now and forever amen. The Girrard and her friend continue to have a fine time thanks to the punters continuing contributions at the gate while the rest of the act were singing something about ''how can they sleep while the beds are burning".
Qantas Mining registered a few new prospective ore producing companies all tagged Red something and the Virgin continued to smile sweetly. Airlines everywhere continued to lose punters and struggle with the cost of the magic A1. A degree in electrical engineering is recommended for future dreamliner drivers after a sneak peak at the type course but nothing will change up front, just sit there and don't touch anything will still be the mantra!
Life in northern climes is warming up, young spaniards tired of being just casual burnt a few things to warm up as the greeks continued to play pass the parcel and life Italian stays that way. A Russian safety demo went awry somewheres and accountants were forced to make another footnote to company reports. Some American dude called JP Morgan rapped about life in the streets and why there was shortage of bankers crack. The folks at Salt Lake City continue to get excited about Mitt and TV viewers have been hiring DVD's of 'Big Love' to see what life might be like with Mitt as el Presidente, the Big O continues to be the Big O. Our beloved Don Carr was feasting on dim sims and continued to talk in historical allegories with his mouth full. Mr Wu of the Chinese 'We own everything aeroplane company' continues his self imposed silence, while they try to work out if Wayne and the Girrard are trying to shake them down and where the hell did the Qantas Mining Company come from?
So life continued the same, love your mother cause the rest is all bollocks. Til next week.
Instead this week Surfer Wayne tried to thrill us all with a lantern show and a few smoke and mirror tricks. It wasn't one for the battlers or the true believers, but it was all good and really big but it just might be a few years away. We all yawned having heard the lines before from various state circuses. All readers knew all about it on account of the clowns losing the script pages and we had already decided that it was just the Governmints way of celebrating the feast of Cybeline with that ancient roman festival of hilaria but a modern American interpretation. Everybody was actually more interested in real life and various piano players had to admit they were really aviators and go and buy their mother some flowers. Ringmaster and MC, our beloved Albo continued on with freckling circus members but was seen in one of those shiny suits that Paul loved so dearly in his late napoleonic era and looking like Carmels' pasta sauce is very much agreeing with him and that no freckling was landing on him. No new infrastructures were blessed or announced but the equivalent of about a million Greek drachmas was allocated to things aeronautical, on current proposed exchange rates for the life after the euro, spending on things aeronautical was about - zero. As was usual in showbiz, those heading the Circus bill ensured they were to continue to get generous helpings of potato and gravy to go with the their meat to help their impoverished existence now and forever amen. The Girrard and her friend continue to have a fine time thanks to the punters continuing contributions at the gate while the rest of the act were singing something about ''how can they sleep while the beds are burning".
Qantas Mining registered a few new prospective ore producing companies all tagged Red something and the Virgin continued to smile sweetly. Airlines everywhere continued to lose punters and struggle with the cost of the magic A1. A degree in electrical engineering is recommended for future dreamliner drivers after a sneak peak at the type course but nothing will change up front, just sit there and don't touch anything will still be the mantra!
Life in northern climes is warming up, young spaniards tired of being just casual burnt a few things to warm up as the greeks continued to play pass the parcel and life Italian stays that way. A Russian safety demo went awry somewheres and accountants were forced to make another footnote to company reports. Some American dude called JP Morgan rapped about life in the streets and why there was shortage of bankers crack. The folks at Salt Lake City continue to get excited about Mitt and TV viewers have been hiring DVD's of 'Big Love' to see what life might be like with Mitt as el Presidente, the Big O continues to be the Big O. Our beloved Don Carr was feasting on dim sims and continued to talk in historical allegories with his mouth full. Mr Wu of the Chinese 'We own everything aeroplane company' continues his self imposed silence, while they try to work out if Wayne and the Girrard are trying to shake them down and where the hell did the Qantas Mining Company come from?
So life continued the same, love your mother cause the rest is all bollocks. Til next week.