Archive for August, 2006

Challenging the norm.

Wednesday, August 30th, 2006

As I was coming home from work down Waterworks Road in Brisbane’s leafy inner-western suburbs this afternoon I noticed a BLF sticker on the bumper of a four wheel drive. It was one of those new BLF union stickers proudly displaying the southern cross (Eureka syle). It’s not strange to see a trade union sticker on a 4WD, but this 4WD was a brand new Mercedes. Huh?

I seem to recall that the BLF was deregistered as a trade union in the 1980s after Stormin’ Norm Gallagher was prosecuted for dodgy dealings. What would Norm and his supporters say in 2006 if they saw a BLF sticker being proudly displayed on a vehicle that costs over $180 000 to purchase? Not much I suppose, as half the Labor party members I know drive expensive imported vehicles.

Before you start calling me names for generalising about the social status of a person according to what car they drive, fuck you. Only rich people drive expensive cars…it’s that simple. Rich people don’t vote Labor - if they do, well, they are idiots. Could you imagine Alexander Downer driving a rusty 1992 Toyota Corolla with a ‘Vote Liberal’ sticker on the bumper? Shit, bad example. I definitely could see him driving one while wearing red high heels and a brief, black summer frock actually. With the sunroof open. And ‘It’s raining men’ blaring on the 2 speaker cassette stereo. With a ‘Beverley Hills 90210′ sticker next to the ‘Vote Liberal’ sticker. But I’m spinning off in another very unpleasant direction here. Let me get back to my point, albeit a fuzzy one.

When luxury 4WD vehicles (or SUVs) are observed sporting lefty stickers on them, you know that the left side of politics is in trouble. Much like the elevation of Che Guevara t-shirts to uber-trendy status, the sight of trade union bumper stickers on very expensive imported cars is an absolute disgrace.

Puff of smoke.

Tuesday, August 22nd, 2006

Cartoons from the mid-20th century are starting to be censored to early 21st century social standards. Oh dear.

State erection.

Monday, August 21st, 2006

So. Last week the premier of the Australian state in which I live has called an election. Yep. It’s time to vote in Queensland once more. The last time I voted here was in about 1995 I think. I remember not even filling in my ballot paper that year and putting it straight into the ballot box after the electoral officials gave it to me. They weren’t impressed - but then again I wasn’t impressed with my choices.

I think I will have to do the same this year. So far there’s only a Green, a Liberal and a Labor candidate in my state electorate (of Ashgrove). I refuse to vote for any of those turds. Not even the lesser of the three evils, the Green Party. They’re as useless as a solar powered torch.

On Saturday some Labor Party munchkins asked me if I’d like to sign a petition to send to Canberra insisting on cheaper petrol. I asked them if they were planning to invade Nigeria and claim it’s oil fields. That confused the dim shits. Labor is a shoddy shadow of its former self. No better than the Liberal party of 10 years ago. Probably even more conservative.

Phil McCrevice.

Thursday, August 10th, 2006

I hope you like my new title image (for future reference). It’s a little odd but it’s different. The image is not mine, it was pinched from somewhere or other on the web. It is an image of a statue at Vigeland, Oslo. I have about 4 rolls of film from the park where this statue is situated. I visited Vigeland on a cloudy early spring morning back in 1996 so I thought this image was much more attractive with the snow and ice on the statue’s man bits. One day I’ll dig out all the photographs I took at Vigeland. They’re pretty amazing.

It’s time.

Saturday, August 5th, 2006

It’s time for change.

Buggerit.

Thursday, August 3rd, 2006

Things are going to get shitty.

Yeah, I’m no frigging economist, but I CAN tell you that there’s a multitude of general public types out there who are angry and pissed off. This points to one thing. People are under pressure. Pressure comes from only one place for 95% of the population these days, and that’s from the wallet/purse.

Every single day I drive a truck around the Brisbane CBD. Well, I should elaborate really in that I drive it around in order to perform a job. While on my daily outings I have noticed more angry people than normal in the last month. Angry pedestrains, angry mailmen, angry stop/go sign workers, angry security guards, angry japanese tourists, angry street urchins, angry street cleaners, angry office workers and even a couple of angry goths! Who’d-a-thunk a goth could get angry? Not me.

So all you angry people out there, just get angrier. See if I care. If you’re angry because you’re going broke because you borrowed too much money for your 8 bedroom house all I have to say is ha ha. I’ve been saving and I’m ready to buy your house for a lot less than you paid for it. Debt’s like a pool of magma - it’s best to stay out of it.