Salutations, good folk.
Another wonderful day sure to be filled with blather from the media and spin doctors about the upcoming election *sigh*.
Oh, if only we could just elect someone by seeing who survives being thrown to the lions in the Melbourne Zoo....then again, the RSPCA would be called due to ill-treatment of innocent animals.
I'm slightly unimpressed, if you hadn't noticed, as they've decided to have their rave party on my Dad's birthday, 7th September.
Obviously Ruddles et el didn't get my carrier pigeon message which outlined my availability for the rest of the year.
Filling in a ballot card seems so mundane....can't we poke them with sharp pointy objects...just this once?
I reckon you'd get full voter enrollment and turnout without any of the usual "Why is it compulsory to vote?" grumbles.
Couldn't care less who gets in, they're as bad as each other and with preference votes it's always a 2 horse race no matter who or how you choose your candidates.
I say we secede from Canberra; surround the ACT with barbed wire and let them fight it out amongst themselves while we sort out the mess they've left.
We'll accept the refugees fleeing the strife in Canberra...
1948 - He of the Underarm Bowling Order Odour that's followed him everywhere Greg Chappell was pupped.
1928 - The murder of a white dingo trapper on this day saw the horrific eruption that became known as the Coniston Massacre.
1894 - Rejoice, good people, rejoice for a railway line between Boort and Quambatook was declared OPEN; yes, open to trains.
Something that's become a foreign notion in this state.
1835 - This day was a Monday when Henry Batman (the brother John Batman would have liked to have kept in the attic) rocked up with his missus, 4 ankle biters and John Helder Wedge.
National Museum Australia.
Dictionary of Australian Biography.