That was how speeches used to start many years ago.
I shudder to think how someone would even begin to speak today. The lunacy that has hijacked our world has become so bad that I often wonder how public figures commence a speech at all.
No one is brave enough to say what a woman is and people are afraid to announce that they have a boy or a girl. Having a son or daughter is no longer celebrated. In fact, I often wonder if the word " child " is next on the list of banned words.
People like me are so angry at what has happened to our world, and it seems that our governments are encouraging the downfall of everything we have worked towards.
Read more: Boys, Girls, Ladies and Gentlemen...
Did you know that dogs, probably most of them, can read the road? Eddie could lean like a motorcycle rider on a curved road.d
I supposed it was a natural response to physical pressure of weighting to the left or right. This intrigued me enough to make an experiment to understand if the dog actually could read the road or simply responded to centrifugal forces.
On my route to town was a right-hand bend that passed over an old wooden bridge. There was also an old dirt section that went straight ahead bypassing the bridge.
To this day I carry guilt for that experiment of deception.
So many words are used these days ( even in this world of diminishing adjectives.) The young and less well-educated of our global population would no doubt tell us that something they like is awesome, wicked, cool, sick, hot, or some such other word that bears little relationship to its original meaning.
I would hate to have to write a dictionary for today's younger generation. How something can be cool and hot at the same time is beyond me. A young man may see a young woman and say " she is hot. " or " she is so cool. She is smoking hot " These phrases mean that a young man has just seen a particularly attractive female to whom he is sexually attracted.
I know exactly what they mean. But it caused me to ponder how our vocabularies have shrunk over the past few decades and how even our very spelling has become a shadow of its once glorious self.
Peter Jackson's 'Bad Taste': A Hilariously Twisted Journey into AbsurdityI have recently been watching ": Breaking Bad " - yes, I am a bit late to the party. Well, this article is not about that superb series ( that will be another piece once I have finished watching it ) but it is about a film I watched back in the late 80's.
It was called " Bad Taste. "
It was a B Grade low-budget movie, made in New Zealand, and had to be one of the most poorly acted, shockingly crazy gory bloodthirsty movies I have ever seen. And my daughters loved it.
Read more: Peter Jackson's 'Bad Taste': A Twisted Journey into Absurdity and Fun
New Federal draft legislation is afoot, that, if passed, will stomp upon the free expression of information online. What Australians can currently access and communicate, and the enabling platforms, will be suppressed, and erased. The heel of the governmental jackboot will be aimed at the throat, our throats — to preemptively crush the larynx of Truth. The blackened-sole of the rubber-tread hovers above, but we can still pivot, and evade the downward thrust.
Read more: TRUTH AS LIES, AND LIES AS TRUTH: The Communications Legislation Amendment
Once upon a time, in a land not too far away, there were two cities called Sodom and Gomorrah. These cities were known for their excessive indulgence and wicked ways. People lived life on the edge, throwing caution to the wind and embracing their darkest desires.
Now, word got out about these cities and their debauchery, reaching Heaven itself.
God decided that enough was enough. He sent two angels down to check out the situation firsthand and see if things were as bad as they sounded.
Back in 1997, I had a phone call. It was from someone I call the Chicken Man. I had not thought of him in decades, but a recent article about welding and a photo of a man holding a sign made me cast my mind back to that time when, one afternoon, I got asked a very important question:
" Do You Know How do you cook a Roast Chicken? "
It was an ordinary Saturday when the Chicken Man called me. I was bored and was feeling a bit down in the chops. Recently divorced., my social life was nonexistent and I was not into online dating.
While our political leaders are making merry with their power, the enemy is, like Hannibal and his elephants heading for Rome across the Alps, marching ever closer. We, like the people of ancient Babylon, sit by and watch helplessly as our leaders gloat and make merry.
Unfortunately, we are ignoring the elephant that is already in the room, the Labor leaders themselves—all of them Fabians.
We need a decisive leader such as Scipio Africanus, who finally defeated Hannibal and destroyed Carthage, Scipios Abbottus, Turnbullus et Morrisonus?—no way, Scipio Duttonus?—unlikely.
Read more: Marxists Posing as Fabians - Lessons from History
I have been thinking a lot these recent days about the tragic loss of the submarine Titan and how it appears to have been lost because of a massive implosion under enormous pressure.
It got me to thinking about carbon fiber-reinforced polymer (CFRP) or carbon steel, and whether it could it have an impact on the welding process and techniques employed?
I am no expert on such matters and have no intention of pretending to be one. But It did make me start researching everything about the ancient craft of welding.
Read more: Welding the past to the present and on into the future
Eddie grew to be a wonderful little dog except for one annoying trait.
He was a rover, a sticky-beak, and a compulsive investigator that caused me no end of worry.
A pee-stop on the highway, for example, might have him vanishing into the bush and beyond earshot, although I was never sure about that - selective hearing, perhaps. In the three years we were mates I spent much of that wandering the streets whistling and yelling his name.
Read more: Eddie and Me. Part 5. Love is unconditional - or is it?
In the world of movies, it's often expected that the good guys triumph over the bad guys in the end.
Heroes save the day, villains are thwarted, and justice prevails. However, Looney Toons, with its zany and unpredictable nature, dares to defy this convention. In the Looney Toons universe, victory is not the ultimate goal, and nobody truly wins.
Instead, the focus is on having a bloody laugh. It is the unique premise of Looney Toons: where winning takes a backseat to laughter and the joy of watching our favorite characters engage in simply being silly.
You see, in Looney Toons, failure is celebrated as a source of laughter rather than a cause for despair. Whether it's a grand scheme gone bugger up or a simple mishap, the characters bounce back from their misfortunes with resilience and unwavering optimism.
Read more: In Looney Toons and Irish Humour Nobody Wins, but We All Have a Laugh
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