I WAS minding my own business in the car on a stiflingly hot day in Maleny recently when a bloke tapped the window wanting to have an urgent chat.
Apparently there was someone behind me dying from the car fumes. I hadn’t seen them. No prob, I said, cutting the engine. End of story. Alas, no. “I don’t mean to be rude,” he continued – a bad sign – and started banging on about everyone – read ‘me’ – needing to find better ways of staying cool to stop warming the plant.
All this before he hopped on his internal combustion engine-powered motorbike. Nice one boomer.
For all he knows I was the getaway driver in a bakery heist, or maybe I was worried about my Saluki dehydrating in the back seat.
It’s like literally a heat wave dude, cut this fossil fuel-hugging loser some slack.
JANUARY BLUES
BRING on the NRL season.
Or do something to put us out of the misery that’s this sporting life in January.
Between commentators desperately trying to make a Windies v Australia Test seem interesting and relevant – it’s not and won’t be – or watching the Australian Open (sorry I just can’t), where do we turn.
I’ve been going to the Test for the best part of 30 years and will probably continue to do so because it’s baked in. But if the future consists of watching former great sides compete with b-grade teams, then perhaps the pricing should reflect that.
WINDING UP WOOLIES
Big business cares about one thing: the bottom line.
The fact Woolworth’s doesn’t stock Australia Day items but goes next level with Halloween is because punters buy a crap load of cheap, Chinese-made Halloween products and not much cheap, Chinese-made Australia Day gear.
These decisions are based on supply and demand, not moral concerns.