08-03-2016, 09:06 PM
Welcome, to Fantasy Island
The ATsB, under law, has some extraordinary powers. Indeed, an independent body with powers that go beyond most government agencies and legal entities. And CAsA knew this, and I might add was sick of this because as we all know, the CAsA don't like having to be anybodies 'bitch'. Ultimate power and freedom from having to answer to anybody is their mantra.
So along comes the master of PNG Witchdoctors and with a prayer to a pagan god he sprinkles some goose blood and donkey semen on the ATsB, chants the lyrics to "Don't fear the reaper" and the rest is history - the Fort Fumble/ATsB marriage is born and consummated. This sets the ground work for later on when the dopey, flaccid, beard wearing accountant Beaker licks his way into the top job. Without so much as a brain cell in his bald head, Dr Voodoo takes advantage of Beakers stupidity (and obsession with beards) in about the same way that I as a 14 year old teen lad took advantage of my 15 year old willing gal cousin!! The ATsB's authority, autonomy, independence and structure was now tainted, soiled and smeared with CAsA DNA.
Thus the CAsA fantasy of full control and unlimited power is turned into a reality by Dr Voodoo. He sets up an arrangement in which the ATsB on paper still appears to be independent, but in reality now answers to CAsA and has lost it's full, hefty testicles. Brilliant Doc brilliant!
Gentlemen, as you were...may the race to the bottom continue.
#bringbackalan
The ATsB, under law, has some extraordinary powers. Indeed, an independent body with powers that go beyond most government agencies and legal entities. And CAsA knew this, and I might add was sick of this because as we all know, the CAsA don't like having to be anybodies 'bitch'. Ultimate power and freedom from having to answer to anybody is their mantra.
So along comes the master of PNG Witchdoctors and with a prayer to a pagan god he sprinkles some goose blood and donkey semen on the ATsB, chants the lyrics to "Don't fear the reaper" and the rest is history - the Fort Fumble/ATsB marriage is born and consummated. This sets the ground work for later on when the dopey, flaccid, beard wearing accountant Beaker licks his way into the top job. Without so much as a brain cell in his bald head, Dr Voodoo takes advantage of Beakers stupidity (and obsession with beards) in about the same way that I as a 14 year old teen lad took advantage of my 15 year old willing gal cousin!! The ATsB's authority, autonomy, independence and structure was now tainted, soiled and smeared with CAsA DNA.
Thus the CAsA fantasy of full control and unlimited power is turned into a reality by Dr Voodoo. He sets up an arrangement in which the ATsB on paper still appears to be independent, but in reality now answers to CAsA and has lost it's full, hefty testicles. Brilliant Doc brilliant!
Gentlemen, as you were...may the race to the bottom continue.
#bringbackalan