Myths, legends and classics.
The Hyrda of Lerna for example; even poor old Heracles needed some serious assistance to rid the 'poor folk' of the beast which plagued them. The Hyrda is (by legend) reputed to have somewhere between seven and nine heads; poisonous breath and; should one of its heads get chopped off; two more would emerge. Hell of a job though. The two legendary hero's worked together; Heracles 'chopping' his young nephew (Iolaus) cauterising to prevent the regrowth. Now then the monsters haunt was a swamp; to wit, the marshes, near Lerna (according to legend). The whole tale is, in all probability, symbolic legend, a fanciful legend born of the cover up for some bent tax collector being clobbered for double dipping one time too many.
“I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living.”
Remind you of anything current? It should. Only problem is – no Heracles (nor beautiful assistant) to do the deed and slay the beast? Well, not today at least – however.
“Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside of a dog it's too dark to read.”
Avoiding as far as possible the filthy business of 'politics' and those embroiled; perhaps it is time to examine the particular 'swamp' in which our very own Hydra lurks. That bubble we call Canberra, a seething morass of dangerous departments; all with nine heads, each capable of regenerating another two. Rapacious, powerful and lethal to any who dare challenge it. Albo (SHDH) is no Heracles; not by a long shot he ain't; but does have another seven or eight heads to rely on - ministers. Two bob a dozen; buy one, get one free. You only need watch P2's most excellent 'You Tube'–channel _ HERE _ to see how the Hydra operates; or plod through some of the outrageous ASA, ATSB and CASA recent advertorials to realise that 'the beast' is on a rampage. No matter the subject; deflection of core issues, obfuscation of the underpinning 'facts'; smoke screens direct from the 'yin-yang' pleasantly scented to please those who enjoy the stench of rancid Frog pooh. Even though, in the eyes of their international peers and betters they appear bizarre. All this despite the outrage of an industry which has 'safety' as a crucial business element being beholden to all the 'services' provided for that safety and pays dearly for it. Grab a bucket and watch/ read through ASA latest sleight of hand, designed to pass all responsibility for air – to air separation onto the flight crew; the 'bait' is a subsidy (45%) to install their latest 'get out of goal card' fallacy. Pathetic; but the Hydra fully supports removing as much 'government' responsibility for the unholy mess as possible – at tax payer expense , of course. I can hear it now. Headline - “ two aircraft collide and plough into a school” Response “Oh, well, what can we do; we even subsidised the latest technology to prevent these events”. BOLLOCKS;;;;WAS THERE ANY TRAFFIC CONTROL IN THE AREA? “Oh no, they have to do that themselves; that's why we paid for the gear, dont'cha know”
“A member of Parliament to Disraeli: 'Sir, you will either die on the gallows or of some unspeakable disease.'
That depends, Sir,' said Disraeli, 'whether I embrace your policies or your mistress.”
Aye well, it is not all doom, gloom and monsters lurking in swamps. There is a 'shadow Minister' who bats for the other team and she is a brilliant breath of fresh air.. Regrettably not in power – as yet – for that we must hope (and make votive offerings to your favourite pagan gods). The book (Tote) is open for early punters; three events:-
First out the door Plate - (short odds on the obvious).
Under the Bus Cup – (early betting favours a wide field of serious contenders).
Cover Up Trophy – (wide open field at the moment; odds may vary towards race day).
Anyway; I will update the odds as we approach the 'great down tools' and settle 'em in the new year; should be interesting. Odds to follow (gods willing, weather permitting)..........
That's it; the roof from Hell is complete; had an Ale or three with the other five gentlemen involved; all flogged and travel weary now. It was a monster. No matter, time now to catch up with the things which really matter; like recovering my boot laces and trying to pick up matching socks from the workshop floor; there's a lot of 'em, mixed with boots, squeaky toys and various other sundry bits a pieces. But now: Ale, smoke and a long, long, quiet walk in the balmy evening air; the rest can wait.
“A man travels the world over in search of what he needs and returns home to find it.”
Selah...
The Hyrda of Lerna for example; even poor old Heracles needed some serious assistance to rid the 'poor folk' of the beast which plagued them. The Hyrda is (by legend) reputed to have somewhere between seven and nine heads; poisonous breath and; should one of its heads get chopped off; two more would emerge. Hell of a job though. The two legendary hero's worked together; Heracles 'chopping' his young nephew (Iolaus) cauterising to prevent the regrowth. Now then the monsters haunt was a swamp; to wit, the marshes, near Lerna (according to legend). The whole tale is, in all probability, symbolic legend, a fanciful legend born of the cover up for some bent tax collector being clobbered for double dipping one time too many.
“I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living.”
Remind you of anything current? It should. Only problem is – no Heracles (nor beautiful assistant) to do the deed and slay the beast? Well, not today at least – however.
“Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside of a dog it's too dark to read.”
Avoiding as far as possible the filthy business of 'politics' and those embroiled; perhaps it is time to examine the particular 'swamp' in which our very own Hydra lurks. That bubble we call Canberra, a seething morass of dangerous departments; all with nine heads, each capable of regenerating another two. Rapacious, powerful and lethal to any who dare challenge it. Albo (SHDH) is no Heracles; not by a long shot he ain't; but does have another seven or eight heads to rely on - ministers. Two bob a dozen; buy one, get one free. You only need watch P2's most excellent 'You Tube'–channel _ HERE _ to see how the Hydra operates; or plod through some of the outrageous ASA, ATSB and CASA recent advertorials to realise that 'the beast' is on a rampage. No matter the subject; deflection of core issues, obfuscation of the underpinning 'facts'; smoke screens direct from the 'yin-yang' pleasantly scented to please those who enjoy the stench of rancid Frog pooh. Even though, in the eyes of their international peers and betters they appear bizarre. All this despite the outrage of an industry which has 'safety' as a crucial business element being beholden to all the 'services' provided for that safety and pays dearly for it. Grab a bucket and watch/ read through ASA latest sleight of hand, designed to pass all responsibility for air – to air separation onto the flight crew; the 'bait' is a subsidy (45%) to install their latest 'get out of goal card' fallacy. Pathetic; but the Hydra fully supports removing as much 'government' responsibility for the unholy mess as possible – at tax payer expense , of course. I can hear it now. Headline - “ two aircraft collide and plough into a school” Response “Oh, well, what can we do; we even subsidised the latest technology to prevent these events”. BOLLOCKS;;;;WAS THERE ANY TRAFFIC CONTROL IN THE AREA? “Oh no, they have to do that themselves; that's why we paid for the gear, dont'cha know”
“A member of Parliament to Disraeli: 'Sir, you will either die on the gallows or of some unspeakable disease.'
That depends, Sir,' said Disraeli, 'whether I embrace your policies or your mistress.”
Aye well, it is not all doom, gloom and monsters lurking in swamps. There is a 'shadow Minister' who bats for the other team and she is a brilliant breath of fresh air.. Regrettably not in power – as yet – for that we must hope (and make votive offerings to your favourite pagan gods). The book (Tote) is open for early punters; three events:-
First out the door Plate - (short odds on the obvious).
Under the Bus Cup – (early betting favours a wide field of serious contenders).
Cover Up Trophy – (wide open field at the moment; odds may vary towards race day).
Anyway; I will update the odds as we approach the 'great down tools' and settle 'em in the new year; should be interesting. Odds to follow (gods willing, weather permitting)..........
That's it; the roof from Hell is complete; had an Ale or three with the other five gentlemen involved; all flogged and travel weary now. It was a monster. No matter, time now to catch up with the things which really matter; like recovering my boot laces and trying to pick up matching socks from the workshop floor; there's a lot of 'em, mixed with boots, squeaky toys and various other sundry bits a pieces. But now: Ale, smoke and a long, long, quiet walk in the balmy evening air; the rest can wait.
“A man travels the world over in search of what he needs and returns home to find it.”
Selah...