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Ref: P2 Addendum & https://agaa.org.au/2018/07/11/general-a…gga-wagga/ & https://auntypru.com/sbg-9-2-20-time-gentlemen-please/ & https://www.bushverse.com/the-dog-s-meeting

Of the long search – for ‘the’ perfect arsehole.– AP forum version.

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Or; in quest of a ‘suitable’ DAS..Well –”The dogs they called a meeting”:

Oh, the dogs once held a concert,
They came from near and far.
Oh, some they came by aeroplane
And some by motor car.

Before into the concert hall
They were allowed to look,
Each dog had to take off his arsehole
And hang it on a hook.

Oh, hardly were they seated there,
Each mother, son and sire,
When a dirty little yellah dog
Began to holler ‘Fire!’

Out they rushed in panic,
They didn’t stop to look;
Each dog just grabbed an arsehole
From off the nearest hook.

And that’s the reason why you see,
On walking down the street,
Each dog will stop and swap a smell
With every dog he meets.

And that’s the reason why a dog
Will leave a good fat bone
To go and smell an arsehole
In hopes to find his own.

Anon: (to the best of my knowledge).

But one must acknowledge the parallel. For many years now CASA have been seeking a way to get ‘their’ man into the 600,000 p.a. Job. It just solves so many problems and ‘the iron ring’ (and the captive bored) don’t like ‘problems’; particularly those of a political nature. Was there a five year ‘plan’ – to ensure that ‘their man’ groomed, manicured and polished to a fare the well ascended the throne. They really needed a suitable turd to polish. Well, just suppose, for the sake discussion, they found one. What would come next?

A pathway to stardom must be made – easy – bugger up a decent sort of chap; ease in a stop gap to grease the wheels – then have ‘their’ pick become ‘acceptable’ to the politicians. This is easily done; ministers need ‘advisers’. A recommendation from the top ranks would ensure a position close to the ministerial heart; the answer to a disinterested wannabe’s prayer – an ‘expert’ with CASA backing – as adviser. Old proven adage – ‘if it seems too good to be true – it probably ain’t. We have recently observed two – not one, but two crown ministers being made to be seen as inept, out of touch and led astray; by the same man. There is a valid excuse for Chester – he had no inkling of any form of mismanagement – until Tamworth. That is where the rot set in; it took another 18 months (give or take) before he called ‘enough’ and fired CASA’s best hope. ‘We’ have a modicum of sympathy for Darren – his work through bush fire and pandemic have been worthy of note and his heart was clearly in the right place. Aunt Pru is sorry for the rough ride given – he clearly knew no better. But there is no plausible excuse for McDonaught. After Chester fired his CASA anointed ‘adviser’  the WWW 6G village idiot embraced (fervently) the ‘preferred’ adviser, with full knowledge of past dubious advice; conned by CASA into using shop soiled goods. Then; finally, the penny dropped with a long, loud clang just at the end of the garden path. McWhatisname then hired the RAOz tea lady – from the ‘Cor-Blimey’ frying pan into the fire. Why? Howls the mob. Well; we (P2 actually) have been rootling around in the dustbins again and have developed a working theory – not fact you understand – not yet. But it is a hypothesis worth considering. Patience; another short paragraph will explain.


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There exists a Senate Committee; to wit, the ‘Standing Committee on Regulation and Ordinances. Little known but a serious outfit. A little research and a time line pin points two important events. All mapped out in this “Thread”. In short – when this committee asks questions and demands answers – the minister – standing alone – is obliged to answer. Not the DoIT, not CASA, not ATSB, not ASA and certainly not his ‘adviser’ (with political {Nats} aspirations) – but the minister himself. A quick fact check demonstrates (coincidentally) the firing of said adviser. Funny coincidence department? Twice? Join the dots for yourself – it is self evident.

Now then – rumour is running rife due to the selection of a new DAS. One recurrent rumour is that the same man who made two ministers look foolish (embarrassed if you will) is leading the race in the final furlongs in the DAS Cup of Plenty handicap.

Finally; after much mutual arse sniffing – CASA have found their preferred arsehole and are promoting that (like Billy O) to run aviation. Tell ’em they’re dreaming. If this CASA board allows this travesty – when at least two other very able, qualified, acceptable to industry candidates are available – then Australia can kiss goodbye to the tattered remnants of what little remains of a fine reputation. Ask any professional aviator; operator or flight school boss their opinion of Part 61. Then ask is the man who brought this gods forsaken mountain of detritus (and proud of it) down on a struggling industry fit to be the DAS? Bollocks he is: in Spades – redoubled. The minister ain’t seen much more than an unhappy ‘growl’ from this industry – not yet. But; its only fair to warn him (and his very best mates); there are some seriously pissed off folk – with clout, connections, money and horsepower looking very hard at the process and decision making in the replacement for the abject failure of the last ‘acceptable’ appointment.

There all done now– P2’s excellent research is available on the SCRO thread – join the dots – make the dashes – it’s all there; and, in the timing; and, in the CV. ‘Nuff said, probably too much – no apology offered – this is too important. That’s it – my opinion cast to the winds of change. I have however, taken a liberty to modify an old ditty; dedicated to the ‘iron ring’. No doubt the message will be misconstrued; nevertheless.


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“There was a young man from Australia.
Wot painted his arse, like a Dahlia
The pattern was fine; and so the design
The aroma; alas, ’twas a failure.” 


Aye well; that’s that done – FWIW. I made a rare pass through DT’s domain (aka the kitchen) in search of something to munch on with an Ale or two (P7 is due so double that) and there I spotted – (horror of horrors) ‘a list’ with matters domestic in need of attention; but there’s time yet to escape the worst of it; I need a cunning plan. Perhaps the elegant ‘occasional’ table on the bench may yet have an industrial accident – though it would break my heart to abuse it so – Nah – I’ll just bullshit my way out and defer the inevitable – sometimes it works. We shall see. Meanwhile, the Ale is cool; P7 imminent; just enough wriggle room for a walk before reality strikes. Big dog has fetched me my boots; subtle he ain’t – but, by the gods – he, at least, is honest. Away – let us begone.


The bounteous largess given thee to give?
Profitless usurer, why dost thou use
So great a sum of sums yet canst not live?
For having traffic with thyself alone,
Thou of thyself thy sweet self dost deceive.
Then how when nature calls thee to be gone,

Sonnet IV – Shakespeare’s Sonnets


Selah.