I was born under a ‘Wondering’ star.
In less time than it takes to talk to human at a Telco; or even a CAsA Avmed person; over the telephone you can order a drone and have it delivered – almost as fast as the local Pizza delivery scooter (by a masked man). By the time a government department of any ilk gets off it’s arse and makes some new rules; those who intend to disrupt or conduct nefarious activities will be at least two years, in real terms; and, light years ahead the plodding, ineffectual rules dreamed up, before there is even ‘boots on the ground’ to police those rules.
We did, at great expense, pay for a Senate crew to take a ‘look-see’. Can someone, any one, please tell me what we got for that great expenditure? When an A 380 is confronted, on short final into Melbourne of Sydney, by a drone of a significant weight, can any one of our ‘leaders’ please explain why this is allowed to happen? – We can easily define the ‘how’. What I’d like to know is when, FDS, they will get a grip and stop anything remotely like from happening - again?
Technology at Mach 1.5; government still learning how to light fires by rubbing two sticks together. Value for money – I think not.
Now then, happy hour is value for money and it is the evening of the greatest fairy tale ever told, to the delight of retailers – particularly those who flog drones – and the quick answers to the very threatening CAsA ‘knowledge’ test. It’s all a bit like Jack the Ripper saying he will be a good boy - honest. Bloody pathetic.
As stated – Happy hour rules; at least if a 2 Kg drone pops through my windscreen as I become visual after10,000 feet of cloud and ice I can at least know and take comfort from the fact the government is – ‘working-on-it’. Bloody marvellous.
Yes please; same again– hell’s bells – tomorrow could be interesting.
(Rousing chorus following – here at BRB HQ.)
Drone free, as free as Carmody’s wind blows
As free as his ass flows;
Drone free - to follow his farts – etc.
Plonker…………………I can only listen to the first minute normally; but, the 'boy's have made it hilarious. Rock-on the BRB choir. Merry Christmas - ya' all.
In less time than it takes to talk to human at a Telco; or even a CAsA Avmed person; over the telephone you can order a drone and have it delivered – almost as fast as the local Pizza delivery scooter (by a masked man). By the time a government department of any ilk gets off it’s arse and makes some new rules; those who intend to disrupt or conduct nefarious activities will be at least two years, in real terms; and, light years ahead the plodding, ineffectual rules dreamed up, before there is even ‘boots on the ground’ to police those rules.
We did, at great expense, pay for a Senate crew to take a ‘look-see’. Can someone, any one, please tell me what we got for that great expenditure? When an A 380 is confronted, on short final into Melbourne of Sydney, by a drone of a significant weight, can any one of our ‘leaders’ please explain why this is allowed to happen? – We can easily define the ‘how’. What I’d like to know is when, FDS, they will get a grip and stop anything remotely like from happening - again?
Technology at Mach 1.5; government still learning how to light fires by rubbing two sticks together. Value for money – I think not.
Now then, happy hour is value for money and it is the evening of the greatest fairy tale ever told, to the delight of retailers – particularly those who flog drones – and the quick answers to the very threatening CAsA ‘knowledge’ test. It’s all a bit like Jack the Ripper saying he will be a good boy - honest. Bloody pathetic.
As stated – Happy hour rules; at least if a 2 Kg drone pops through my windscreen as I become visual after10,000 feet of cloud and ice I can at least know and take comfort from the fact the government is – ‘working-on-it’. Bloody marvellous.
Yes please; same again– hell’s bells – tomorrow could be interesting.
(Rousing chorus following – here at BRB HQ.)
Drone free, as free as Carmody’s wind blows
As free as his ass flows;
Drone free - to follow his farts – etc.
Plonker…………………I can only listen to the first minute normally; but, the 'boy's have made it hilarious. Rock-on the BRB choir. Merry Christmas - ya' all.