We’ve found the Maldives in the sky
I DON’T know if anyone was excited as me at the discovery of a planet found ‘teeming with life’ that made headlines last week.
True story… well within 99 per cent accuracy and with a lot of scientific theorising.
Apparently the planet is completely covered in water and gas is being produced by living things.
Never mind the living things are probably bacteria.
Great news, I’ve been looking for an excuse to dump earth for something calmer and less daft.
I naturally pictured Maldives’ style pods and loads of snorkelling.
Unfortunately it turns out the planet is so far away that even if we sent a dozen tradies with materials, it would take them the best part of 187,000 years to get there.
We’re stuck here.
SNOOZE FED
At least stories like distant planets are a distraction from the federal election.
If anyone managed to watch the entire leader’s debate last week then well done because what a snooze fest.
I’m not saying I want a Donald Trump-style shake-up to our politics, but let’s try a little zest.
It was like watching two grim reapers try and tell us we’re all dead.
And where’s the ‘worm’ gone – Now that was worth watching.
Alone, so alone
Things didn’t get any better when I switched over and watched Alone Australia.
I’ve been an avid viewer of the US series, which is compelling viewing.
The contestants there are chasing bears and musk ox, trapping rabbits, fishing for salmon.
All in stunning locations.
The Australian version seems to be set on a swamp where they slowly starve or perhaps catch the occasional eel or worm.
Sorry to say but it’s just not that interesting.
Viewers want to see success, not starvation.
