Thursday, May 15, 2008

Horses to Water

I regret to advise that our language is deteriating rapidly. At 6am in the morning I heard news about a change to industrialations, which is no longer of much interest to me except intellexually.

Why do I say this? You might well arks. Our bright young Treasurer Wayne Duckling used his day-after National Press Club address to repeatedly bemoan the issues in our economy which were deteriating as he spoke (including his mastery of the language). Television reporters, commentators, radio announcers, politicians of every colour talk endlessly about industrialations, and our makeshift Premier Con Brumby described Melbourne at 6am in the morning (although it was by then 6pm at night). I wonder when 6am in the afternoon actually is?

A clever comment in this morning’s Melbourne Sun-Herald indicates that admiration for the premier is deteriorating at a greater rate of knots than the industrial relations situation in our hospitals. I've heard that 6am (or even 5 in the morning) is about the best time to go to Emergency because the night horrors have been cleared away and the day's nightmares have not begun. The para suggested that you can lead a brumby to water, but you cannot make it think.

I rest my case.


An Athema

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