DAS or DASaster?
If ever you wanted to ‘examine’ why the selection of the right mind set for the DASaster job is so vital to industry, read Shane Carmody’s letter to ‘clarify’ matters to O’Sullivan; but from an ‘operational’ viewpoint.
The letter itself is a classic bureaucrats response; not that the silly questions Rice asks taking valuable time to get to the point of indifference don’t merit such an answer. But, for an ‘industry’ desperate to have the bureaucratic shackles struck off, the letter is non sequitur.
Carmody may well be a prince among top flight mandarins; but he is a dyed in the wool ‘crat. The notion of ‘reform’ on an industrial scale is alien; the idea of actually leading the way to severely rocking the ‘CASA’ boat the stuff of nightmare to him. But that is what’s needed; it is actually demanded by industry and; in a polite way, being pushed to the sticking point by the Estimates committee.
'The letter' – demonstrates the consummate skill Carmody has as a bureaucrat; it very politely, but in no uncertain terms, tells Rice to go boil her head – rightly so. But it ain’t the words of a 'reform' DAS; looking to ‘sort out’ some of the tangles and logjams industry must, at great expense, deal with.
I don’t mind Carmody – as a bloke and if all was well in Sleepy Hollow and the DASaster job was not so critical to the well being of an industry; I’d say furry muff; let him run the ship. Probably do a good job - but thing’s in the garden ain’t rosy. There flower beds are overrun by Bindi and choke weed, the vegetable patch is lousy with slugs and snails, the orchard a sea of flying fox and possum pooh. This is no time to settle back in a padded deckchair; there’s dirty, difficult work to be done. Time to put on the heavy gloves, don the wellington boots and get stuck in; while we still at least have the ground to work with.
P2 – “Still waiting for the AQON but in the meantime there was a clarification letter from Comardy that was somewhat interesting, more for the ease of weasel worded bureaucratese used to abrogate CASA's responsibility in regards to aircraft noise - all according to the CASA interpretation of the Act of course...”
There; in a nutshell, the CASA approach to all questions. Not good enough, not good enough at all; nowhere near it. Four days remain until the next crucial step is taken in a selection process which will decide in who’s hands the industry’s fate lays. After the last two truly dreadful incumbents, let’s all hope (even offer prayers and libations to pagan gods) that those making the selection, this time, 'choose wisely'...
“Let me choose.”
“Thank you Doctor.”
“He chose poorly.”
Toot toot.
If ever you wanted to ‘examine’ why the selection of the right mind set for the DASaster job is so vital to industry, read Shane Carmody’s letter to ‘clarify’ matters to O’Sullivan; but from an ‘operational’ viewpoint.
The letter itself is a classic bureaucrats response; not that the silly questions Rice asks taking valuable time to get to the point of indifference don’t merit such an answer. But, for an ‘industry’ desperate to have the bureaucratic shackles struck off, the letter is non sequitur.
Carmody may well be a prince among top flight mandarins; but he is a dyed in the wool ‘crat. The notion of ‘reform’ on an industrial scale is alien; the idea of actually leading the way to severely rocking the ‘CASA’ boat the stuff of nightmare to him. But that is what’s needed; it is actually demanded by industry and; in a polite way, being pushed to the sticking point by the Estimates committee.
'The letter' – demonstrates the consummate skill Carmody has as a bureaucrat; it very politely, but in no uncertain terms, tells Rice to go boil her head – rightly so. But it ain’t the words of a 'reform' DAS; looking to ‘sort out’ some of the tangles and logjams industry must, at great expense, deal with.
I don’t mind Carmody – as a bloke and if all was well in Sleepy Hollow and the DASaster job was not so critical to the well being of an industry; I’d say furry muff; let him run the ship. Probably do a good job - but thing’s in the garden ain’t rosy. There flower beds are overrun by Bindi and choke weed, the vegetable patch is lousy with slugs and snails, the orchard a sea of flying fox and possum pooh. This is no time to settle back in a padded deckchair; there’s dirty, difficult work to be done. Time to put on the heavy gloves, don the wellington boots and get stuck in; while we still at least have the ground to work with.
P2 – “Still waiting for the AQON but in the meantime there was a clarification letter from Comardy that was somewhat interesting, more for the ease of weasel worded bureaucratese used to abrogate CASA's responsibility in regards to aircraft noise - all according to the CASA interpretation of the Act of course...”
There; in a nutshell, the CASA approach to all questions. Not good enough, not good enough at all; nowhere near it. Four days remain until the next crucial step is taken in a selection process which will decide in who’s hands the industry’s fate lays. After the last two truly dreadful incumbents, let’s all hope (even offer prayers and libations to pagan gods) that those making the selection, this time, 'choose wisely'...
“Let me choose.”
“Thank you Doctor.”
“He chose poorly.”
Toot toot.