backwoodsnotes: May 2019

Thursday, May 30, 2019

memo to Rosemary Mcleod...

good to see you taking the piss out of teachers.
they need it every now and again.
NOT MANY OF THEM LOOKED LIKE THEY HAD MISSED A MEAL.
now as to degrees.
I got a bill from the ird yesterday for $57,000.
they take five bucks a week out of my pension.
I went to uni in my fifties and achieved a degree in economic and business history.
do you think I could get a job in this innovative, inventive, go ahead, dynamic, vibrant, we can do anything country?
nup.
talked to a lot of people but all they were interested in was their job.
they didn't care aBOUT ANYTHING ELSE!
they looked at me like I was a fucking martian.
I did get offered a job by an American billionaire who preferred talking to me rather than mayor mark shoeshop.
I should have gone.

so there you go.

HOLE IN MY SHOE (1967) by Traffic (incredible stereo mix)

THE MOVE - Night Of Fear

Tuesday, May 28, 2019

tree mend us...

I live in a block of units for old people.
I suppose that makes me old.
anyway. I have seen them come and seen them go.
The guy across the lawn moved in about three years ago.
At that time I was going to town quite regularly on the gold card and this man started getting on the bus too and telling everybody in a loud voice how somebody had entered his flat and stolen his rare coin and note collection.
well I let that one go past.
before the units were taken over by the Carter Society they belonged to the Carterton District Council who at the time had employed a qualified gardener.
thats amazing in itself.
!!!!!!!!!!!
anyway he was good and knew what he was doing.
and he planted a beautiful rose in front of every unit.
when this man moved in he stole his rose and gave it away.
a beautiful white rose with the most incredible scent.
he allso took a dislike to a beautiful camelia tree on the verge.
he has now started putting his dirty kitty litter full of catshit and urine around the base.
it is not his tree and the proprietors of these units should tell him what is what and his desires are secondary to the block as a whole.

as an afterthought I have decided to write to the medical officer of health and ask him to intervene.

more bullshine from the promoters of the dam...

another panegyric in the Wairarapa MIdweek congratulating someone who is not known for receiving a mill from the govt to look at a dam on the ruamahanga ostensibly to have a reserve in times of crisis.
however the puff piece makes note of the fact that more water will mean more investment.
so after the allocation has been used up there will be no reserve.
only rocksnot and piss weak trickles.
thats the kiwi way.
MATE.

memo to the Wairarapa Times Age.....

the leader page filled up with blather from barry soper and mike hosking again.
soper probably writes his own stuff but hoksing is not intelligent enough to come up with the diatribes published under his name.
if this is what the Wairarapa Times Age understand to be real journalism then they can kiss my bum.
it is worse than the crap published in TRUD, Isvestia, PRAVDA and other soviet journals from the cold war.
soper is past his use by date and hoksing is a featherweight buying his crap.