A sneak preview -perhaps?
Or, passing strange, or, a lesson in what is actually of import to the government. Don't know - however. Aye, only my jaundiced take and personal opinion of course; but what else bar satire, comedy and lampoon is left? Bleak, grim outlook for GA no doubt - homeless, a wandering tribe, unloved, unwanted, un-shriven and ignored: much like beggars in the market place. Perhaps Ale, lots of is the only solution.
All through Estimates session, industry howls of outrage and calls for an audience, a fundamentally useless 'White Paper and an election the spectre of Not Wurth-King was never seen. The superstitious and the ghost hunters even tried seance - 'Knock three time if you here" etc. The whole thing reminded me of a childhood tale; that of 'Scratching Fanny' aka. the ghost of Cock Lane. (Boarding School education).
But the runway completion at Badgerys Creek brought the PM's protected hand maiden into the camera's glare. Remarkable really; in a way the appearance and media attention demonstrates what it takes to attract ministerial attention to the aviation industry. There's the rub though; ain't it. It was not interest in the 'industry'; but interest in the big bucks and politics and publicity associated with the 'doings' of the big end of town.
Can you foresee this 'minuscule' even knowing there is a struggling flight school and an aero club in desperate trouble out at Kickinatinalong, let alone stepping in to even order a minion to 'take a look'. Can you imagine this minuscule ordering Spence to her office and asking WTF are you playing at? Can you imagine this minuscule pulling Betsy into gear and read the riot act as part of 'tea and biccys' No, neither can I. I'd say certain Senators are the only real hope - public embarrassment - in the media is the only lever left un-pulled. Although therein lays another sordid tale, for another day . But enough;
I promised a preview; freshly leaked from deep within Albo's bunker; coffee house gossip is that he will have it played before every parliamentary sitting. So, not too often then Hallelujah...
Toot- toot.
Or, passing strange, or, a lesson in what is actually of import to the government. Don't know - however. Aye, only my jaundiced take and personal opinion of course; but what else bar satire, comedy and lampoon is left? Bleak, grim outlook for GA no doubt - homeless, a wandering tribe, unloved, unwanted, un-shriven and ignored: much like beggars in the market place. Perhaps Ale, lots of is the only solution.
All through Estimates session, industry howls of outrage and calls for an audience, a fundamentally useless 'White Paper and an election the spectre of Not Wurth-King was never seen. The superstitious and the ghost hunters even tried seance - 'Knock three time if you here" etc. The whole thing reminded me of a childhood tale; that of 'Scratching Fanny' aka. the ghost of Cock Lane. (Boarding School education).
But the runway completion at Badgerys Creek brought the PM's protected hand maiden into the camera's glare. Remarkable really; in a way the appearance and media attention demonstrates what it takes to attract ministerial attention to the aviation industry. There's the rub though; ain't it. It was not interest in the 'industry'; but interest in the big bucks and politics and publicity associated with the 'doings' of the big end of town.
Can you foresee this 'minuscule' even knowing there is a struggling flight school and an aero club in desperate trouble out at Kickinatinalong, let alone stepping in to even order a minion to 'take a look'. Can you imagine this minuscule ordering Spence to her office and asking WTF are you playing at? Can you imagine this minuscule pulling Betsy into gear and read the riot act as part of 'tea and biccys' No, neither can I. I'd say certain Senators are the only real hope - public embarrassment - in the media is the only lever left un-pulled. Although therein lays another sordid tale, for another day . But enough;
I promised a preview; freshly leaked from deep within Albo's bunker; coffee house gossip is that he will have it played before every parliamentary sitting. So, not too often then Hallelujah...
Toot- toot.