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. 

(Combatting Misinformation and Disinformation) Bill 2023

New ACMA draft legislation proposed to counter "misinformation and disinformation," will enable only Government-approved misinformation and disinformation.

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.

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.