Where the sun don’t shine.
Not an elegant title, but an accurate, succinct one. It certainly reflects the views of the PAIN association on the risible proposal by the ‘minister’ for another review. The aviation industry does not need yet another review, but direct, sensible, responsible action from the government.
Rather than rattle on for many, many pages I shall subtitle this post – The pagans prayer.
Please may we have David Fawcett appointed to position of authority oversighting all matters aeronautical; even if only for a twelve month.
Please may we have Mike Smith appointed as DAS of CASA as soon as he can be on a jet home.
Please have the proposed review of ‘matters aeronautical’ returned to where it belongs – back in the present idiots fundamental orifice.
That’s it; thank you, we would be obliged if that could happen yesterday, or at latest by tea time today. Selah.
History shows us that in pagan times there were always two divisions; the top dogs and many minor deities. This was not a bad system, for those without the temerity to call on the ‘big guns’ to help, could always appeal to a more modest source of divine intervention. A small votive offering; such as a candle or even a rag tied to a tree branch was considered sufficient inducement to have one of the minor league take an interest in your particular cause. Statistics are against this system working; but at least it offered hope in some form and folk felt better for it.
It has been seriously suggested that ‘aviation’ return to this system – as a statistical reality. For there was more chance under the ancient ways of getting things done, changed or improved under the pagan system than there ever will be under the Canberra system. A humble prayer at least had a fighting chance of being answered. Under the Canberra rule, you can sacrifice your daughters, pray until you’re blue in the arse, lavish time, money and effort in a vainglorious attempt to even get your wishes heard and go home empty handed.
Aviation has tried the Canberra system; some of the politicians even believe, to this day that it can work; well, they are entitled to believe that or any other damn fool notion which pleases.
Dear Senators; please can we have a return to sanity. You know as well as we do the whole thing is out of any semblance of control. The solution is simplicity it’s self and will cost no more than we already spend; our prayers, hopes and dreams are on the wind.
The Cloths of Heaven
Had I the heaven's embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light;
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
W. B. Yeats
Not an elegant title, but an accurate, succinct one. It certainly reflects the views of the PAIN association on the risible proposal by the ‘minister’ for another review. The aviation industry does not need yet another review, but direct, sensible, responsible action from the government.
Rather than rattle on for many, many pages I shall subtitle this post – The pagans prayer.
Please may we have David Fawcett appointed to position of authority oversighting all matters aeronautical; even if only for a twelve month.
Please may we have Mike Smith appointed as DAS of CASA as soon as he can be on a jet home.
Please have the proposed review of ‘matters aeronautical’ returned to where it belongs – back in the present idiots fundamental orifice.
That’s it; thank you, we would be obliged if that could happen yesterday, or at latest by tea time today. Selah.
History shows us that in pagan times there were always two divisions; the top dogs and many minor deities. This was not a bad system, for those without the temerity to call on the ‘big guns’ to help, could always appeal to a more modest source of divine intervention. A small votive offering; such as a candle or even a rag tied to a tree branch was considered sufficient inducement to have one of the minor league take an interest in your particular cause. Statistics are against this system working; but at least it offered hope in some form and folk felt better for it.
It has been seriously suggested that ‘aviation’ return to this system – as a statistical reality. For there was more chance under the ancient ways of getting things done, changed or improved under the pagan system than there ever will be under the Canberra system. A humble prayer at least had a fighting chance of being answered. Under the Canberra rule, you can sacrifice your daughters, pray until you’re blue in the arse, lavish time, money and effort in a vainglorious attempt to even get your wishes heard and go home empty handed.
Aviation has tried the Canberra system; some of the politicians even believe, to this day that it can work; well, they are entitled to believe that or any other damn fool notion which pleases.
Dear Senators; please can we have a return to sanity. You know as well as we do the whole thing is out of any semblance of control. The solution is simplicity it’s self and will cost no more than we already spend; our prayers, hopes and dreams are on the wind.
The Cloths of Heaven
Had I the heaven's embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light;
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
W. B. Yeats