8 November 2009

Continuing cockups by my local Federal Govt Member

THE previous year to this, The Fed Govt office of Jill Hall MP produced a calendar. It wasn't until I informed them two months prior to the calendar becoming effective that staffers in her office had noticed this error. However, It was never corrected or requested to be withdrawn. I some times wonder how this may have adversely effected the lives of a few of her less informed constituents. Jill Hall's Week commenced on a Monday Not on Sunday.

Congratulations to Donald and Joan Metters.
According to the Jill Hall M P Govt Glossy Reports, Donald and Joan Metters were (***Married in 1949 and are celebrating their 50Th Wedding Anniversary and are pictured with Jill Hall at the ceremony. They are listed together with 19 other 50 anniversaries,) also there were 11 60Th wedding anniversaries plus three 65s, and one 70. Five 90 and five 100 birthdays.
*** note the cockup. It was their 60th Anniversary not 50th.

I sometimes wonder Who first suggested why some land marks of our lives appear to have more significance than other achievements within the longevity of marriage.
We have a fiftieth Wedding anniversary but not fiftyfith then a 60Th, 65Th and 70Th,.Ill be back on track at 60Th.

Have a wonderful week, don't forget to smile often.

Oh BTW Jill. Where is my photo taken with you on presentation to me of the Service to Australia Gong , about four years ago. Promises ....promises.
Back soon Vest.

5 November 2009

Clever Scam - Taking advantage of older Men.

Clever Scam - taking advantage of older men

Women often receive warnings about protecting themselves at the mall and in dark parking lots, etc. This is the first warning I have seen for men. I wanted to pass it on in case you haven't heard about it. This will only become more commonplace here on the Gold Coast this summer.

A 'heads up' for those men who may be regular Bunnings, or BCF customers. This one caught me by surprise.

Over the last month I became a victim of a clever scam while out shopping. Simply going out to get supplies has turned out to be quite traumatic. Don't be naive enough to think it couldn't happen to you or your friends.

Here's how the scam works:

Two seriously good-looking 20-something girls come over to your car as you are packing your shopping into the trunk. They both start wiping your windshield with a rag and Windex, with their breasts almost falling out of their skimpy T-shirts. It is impossible not to look. When you thank them and offer them a tip, they say 'No' and instead ask you for a ride to McDonalds.

You agree and they get into the back seat. On the way, they start undressing. Then one of them climbs over into the front seat and starts crawling all over you, while the other one steals your wallet. I had my wallet stolen June 4th, 9th, 10th, twice on the 15th, 17th, 20th, 24th, & 29th. Also July 1st & 4th, twice on the 8th, 16th, 23rd, 26th & 28th, three times last Monday and very likely again this upcoming weekend.

So tell your friends to be careful. What a horrible way to take ad vantage of older men. Warn your friends to be vigilant.

Big W has wallets on sale for $2.99 each. I found cheaper ones for $1.99 at K- Mart and bought them out. Also, you never will get to eat at McDonalds. I've already lost 11 pounds just running back and forth to Bunnings, and BCF.


Enjoy a rewarding weekend.

Just a thought it might work on elderly Spinsters or Maidens getting on a bit.

4 November 2009

Egg Heads Fail Dismally. Also Phonetics her Weakest Link.

Yes, I am an avid watcher of these two Pommy quiz shows - but my main criticism goes to the way the red hairdo witch on the weakest link comes over as a presenter. Her rude inferences to the contestants do not make her my favourite person. The ingrained British way the contestants grovel to any personage of higher position or presumed importance irritates me. It seems the only questions that I provide an answer to are those whom I can guess her suggested prefixed letter such as P D E C, or N M and F and S just to name a few phonetic possibilities. However I would be totally useless on the show due to my complete misunderstanding of bang clang music from which the majority of questions are hatched. And, someone in charge should tell the Question Master that Haiti is not an Island but Dominica is.

How mighty are the fallen. Recently shown in Strayer was the EGGHEADS falling on their sword four times on the trot. There was one occasion where it could have been avoided should they have known the answer to "Who was president Nkruma"?.
It was the sort of question I Vest would have liked when facing up to the million dollar quessy on millionaire. Here goes.
Kwame Nkruma became the Prime Minister of Ghana on March 6 1957 when the Brit West African colonies of the Gold Coast and Togoland were united as one, pres Nkruma as he later became went to his maker in 1978.

MEMORIES.
Africa
Soon after taking on fuel at Gibraltar, the ship sailed to Takoradi on the Gold Coast of West Africa, where we unloaded stores and provisions for the ceremonies that were to take place further down the coast in Accra, the capital. Almost the entire population of Accra was Negro. They were friendly but misguided by their leaders. “Freedom, Freedom” was their familiar chant. On 6 March 1957 the Gold Coast, Ashanti, and Togoland became ‘Ghana.’
There was much celebration and dancing amongst us and the locals, this generated a fair ‘Whiff’ from the gyrating bodies as they shouted “Freedom! Freedom!” and I then shouting “Rexona! Rexona!”
I stayed at the United Africa Co. Guest House. I remember “Reg “H, a well-known red-haired professional cyclist from Nottingham England, who was in Accra flogging Raleigh bicycles to the locals; he had fallen down the stairs. He was not at all well from our binge the night before. Fortunately, he managed to find someone who looked like him to take his place. I recall this visit later in an interview in 1964.

During our stay in Portland, England, I was wearing civilian clothes and walking along the jetty on my way home for weekend leave. HMS Wiltshire (or was it Lancashire?), one of the latest 5,000-ton destroyers, had just secured alongside when a voice called down to me from the bridge area. “Come aboard! I want to see you.” I replied that I would, and then went up the after gangway of the ship. When the quartermaster approached me, I told him I was the guest of the commander. The quartermaster replied, “He is our CO ‘captain.’” After I showed him my security pass from HMS Maryland, he told me to carry on.
I eventually found the mysterious commander who I then remembered as my divisional officer on HMS Lanyard in 1957. In a short space of time, the Commander had revealed to his navigator most of my escapades on HMS Lanyard seven years earlier.
in Ghana.
The main one he remembered was the saga of John Leonard Spencer AKA Vest etc, in Accra, Ghana on 7 March 1957. I had supposedly telephoned the ship at 6:30 am saying I had lost all my clothes and was in a police station naked, and would probably get back to the ship later in the day.
This story was bandied around the ship in many forms. I became the subject of ridicule. The truth was that I had telephoned the ship at six am in the morning to tell them I was staying at the United Africa Co. Guest House. I said that someone had loaned me a shirt and a pair of shorts because a well-meaning houseboy had washed my uniform, and that I would return to the ship as soon as I could get properly dressed.
The ship-to-shore telephone line with its distorted sound certainly added to the misinformation. Twenty-four hours later when I arrived back on board looking clean and tidy, I was told to forget what had happened. Commander ‘Queeg’ had not been interested in my most recent debacle (or in me, for that matter.) Despite this, many jokes about this incident circulated for quite a while.
The captain of the Wiltshire (or Lancashire) also reminded me of my departure day from HMS Lanyard. I was surprised he remembered the nickname ‘Queeg.’
“What did you say to Commander ‘Queeg’ when he gave you that large smelly wooden spoon and then threw his hat on the deck and pretended to jump on it?” he asked.
“All I said was… ‘It was great serving with you, sir,’ and he replied, ‘Commiserations to your next captain.’ We saluted and I left, but someone on the truck taking us and our gear to the barracks in Portsmouth said, ‘It’s the first time I’ve seen Queeg smile.’”
After saying goodbye to the captain of the HMS Lancashire (or Wiltshire… I also cannot remember his name for the life of me), I left the ship and caught a later train home.

The weather is cooler and more pleasant, the telly is off and nearest and dearest has gone to the theatre, a deadly silence prevails.
Oh BTW would that bloke who is sending me death threats; knock it off please and get yourself a job.
Well that's all folks, dont forget to smile at someone today.


As promised from comments:
Dominica is an independant Republic island nation in the Windward Islands.

The Republic of Haiti controls approx one fifth in the west region of the Island of Hispaniola the remaining area in the east is controlled by the Dominican Republic.

Note the 'N' difference, Dominica and Dominican.
Happy now?

Australia the cradle of Civilisation

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Australia The Cradle Of Man

According to our "traditional" history of stone-age occupation the Aboriginals were the "first Australians" having arrived here from south-east Asia at least 50,000 years ago. However, throughout a lifetimes research, I have gathered more than enough evidence that we still know nothing about our ancient past and the identity of the actual first inhabitants of our continent.

Until 1960, very little archaeological work had been done. Scientists thought the Aboriginals had only lived in Australia for 10,000 years.

Then finds at Kenniff Cave, in southern Queensland, produced evidence of Aboriginal occupation dating from as recently as 5,000 years ago back to 19,000 years. This placed the Aboriginal arrival into the last ice-age.

In recent years archaeologists have made some amazing discoveries on the Blue Mountains west of Sydney. Rock shelter occupation sites at Leura, Blackheath and Wentworth Falls have revealed artifacts 12,000, 14,700 and 22,000 years old respectively, while recently near the eastern escarpment of the Blue Mountains on the Nepean River further excavations gave evidence of occupation dating back 45,000 years.

This site along with another found recently at Warrambool {v}, 80,000 years old, is one of the oldest known Aboriginal sites in Australia. In 1967, at Kow Swamp, in northern Victoria, archaeologists found ancient burial sites between 15,000 to 9,000 years old. The skeletal remains unearthed display marked anatomical differences to those of modern Aboriginals.

The ancient Kow Swamp people were much more robust and heavily built, their skulls much thicker, larger and longer, with large, wide and very projecting facial structure quite different from those of modern Aboriginal.

They had huge cheek bones and big eyebrow ridges, receding foreheads, huge teeth and jaws. Further significant fossil man discoveries were made soon after at Lake Mungo in south-western New South Wales. A female skeleton excavated here and carbon dated to be 25,000 years old, displayed delicate modern features, more akin to those of modern humans.

At the time the skeleton was considered to be the oldest evidence of a modern human in the world. Then a few years later, 100 km away at Lake Nitchie, further fossil remains were found on the ancient shoreline.

The skeleton of a male of 187 cm height, and very similar to the Kow Swamp remains, was excavated from a burial site, as recent as 6500 years old. These discoveries demonstrate that two distinct races of people inhabited Australia at the same time, during the last ice-age. Scientists now tend to believe that these two races inter-bred to produce the modern Aboriginal.

Some anthropologists now believe the robust {Kow Swamp} race to be decendants of the Java Man {home erectus} of 500,000 years ago, while the smaller Lake Mungo race came to Australia from China, probably decendants of the Peking Man {Homo pekinensis} and later Java type, Wadjak Man.

Sea levels during the last ice-age were much lower that they are today, at least 100-130 metres. Tasmania was joined to the Australian mainland-as was New Guinea. At the time, stone-age people could have almost walked from Asia into Australia, but because of areas by up to 100 km of open sea in places, making crossing by boat necessary. This would make these people the earliest seafarers in the world.

The first inhabitants of our land shared it with some fantastic creatures, for instance the giant monitor lizard {megalania presca}, which grew up to 10 metres in length; Kangaroos up to 4 metres tall; the Diprotodon, a giant Wombat-like marsupial twice the size of a rhinoceros; and an Emu about 7 metres tall. They also had to adapt to Australia's harsh environment, forcing them to develop better tools and weapons; during which they also developed the oldest stone-age art in the world.

It is a fact that, while Europe were hunting game on the edge of the northern Europe ice flows, stone-age people were crossing into Tasmania, hunting, and inhabiting caves on the edge of the southern hemisphere ice sheet. In 1981, a Franklin River cave was excavated to reveal thousands of stone flakes and a quarter of a million burnt bone fragments, of animals cooked and eaten there between 14,000 and 20,000 years ago.

The inhabitants of this cave are today believed to have been the most southerly Homo Sapiens in the world, surviving in the harshest region of the Southern ice-age.

I maintain that certain fossil discoveries made by me over the years could help push the antiquity of man in Australia even further back into the ice-age to a time comparable to that of the old stone-age races of Java and China. Near Bathurst, in the central west of New South Wales, in the late 1960's during the course of field research into early Aboriginal occupation of the region, I came across upon ancient river bank layers forming part of an extinct ice-age course of the Macquarie River.

I found two fossil human skulls protruding from these sediments. Both fossils are actually endoctrinal casts of mudstone and display signs of considerable antiquity. While one skull, the larger of the two, resembles "Solo Man" skulls of Java, a late Java Man type, ancestral to modern Homo sapiens who lived at least 500,000 years ago, with a receding forehead but lacking the thick eyebrow ridges of more primitive races; the smaller skull {a juvenile} is more primitive in appearance, with thick eyebrow ridges and a recedding forehead.

It is reminiscent of the Wadjak Man skulls of Java, an offshoot of Java Man ancestral to the Aboriginals. Even allowing for distortion due to soil pressure during the fossilisation process, the skulls certainly fit the picture already formed; of a primitive forerunner to the Aboriginals living side by side with a more modern-type race. Both skulls are estimated to be anywhere up to 100,000 years old.

On the basis of these discoveries some years ago I dared to suggest to prehistorians that, at some period in the remote past, populations of Homo erectus entered Australia to produce an offshoot from which the first Homo Sapiens evolved, eventually spreading across Asia into Europe, where they are known as Cro-magnon man.

At a later period the first primitive ancestors of the Aboriginals arrived here from south-east Asia to gradually spread throughout the continent, either killing off and/or inter-breeding with the early arrivals. At the time my theory was ridiculed. But recent discoveries are beginning to prove me correct.

That the first Homo sapiens evolved in Australia is not as fantastic as it may sound. Geneticists studying Aboriginal genes now suggest that modern man may have indeed originated in Australia to migrate out across the world 40,000 years ago.

Aboriginal traditions include references to a white-skinned race which inhabited Australia before them. They also know of a race of giants. During the 1960's I uncovered a culture of giant-sized stone implements in the New South Wales central west. They included hand-axes, clubs, knives, adzes and other tools ranging in weights of from 5 and a half kilograms to 16 and a half kilograms. Such huge "Megatools" could only have been made and used by beings of immense stature and strength.

These implements are reminiscent of others found in Java, where Meganthropus, the "giant Java Man", lived during the last ice-age at least 500,00 years ago, whose huge fossil jaws and teeth suggest creatures of immense weight, who stood up to three times the height of modern man.

Did Meganthropus or a close relative of him once roam Australia? Giant-sized man-like fossil footprints, preserved in mudstone, have turned up all over Australia. They include examples found near Kempsey in northern New South Wales up to 50 cm in length by 37 cm width across the toes; and as much as 60 cm length by 25 cm or more in width.

During field studies in northern Tasmania I found another fossil man-like footprint of 40 cm length in solid sandstone near a Bass Strait beach, where the creature must have wandered across a former land-bridge.

Just how long ago these giant beings inhabited Australia is arguable, but the fact that most of the preserved tracks were once covered by flowing volcanic ash indicates that these monster ape-men must have lived here when the smaller relative, Homo erectus, inhabited Java, as most of the tracks were preserved by volcanic eruption which occured in Australia perhaps 500,000 or more years ago.

That primitive Java-type races were present in Australia 500,000 years ago must naturally seem absurd to anyone brought up on the idea that no-one existed in Australia before the Aboriginals. Yet in the light of recent scientific findings it is obvious that this view is out of date.

It is now evident that not only have the Aboriginals been present here much longer than was once thought possible, but that they were preceded here by an earlier form of modern man later to spread out from Australia in Asia, thence across Europe, where he was to become known as Cro-magnon Man, the "father" of civilisation.

There can therefore no longer be no doubt that Australia was indeed the "cradle" of civilisation.


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3 November 2009

Indias poor urged to 'Eat Rats'

India's poor urged to 'eat rat'

I have no problem with the proposal that the poor of India should eat rats. The problem is the numbers of people to which this pertains.
Insects are another untapped, highly nutritious food source that disgusts people. But the point is, no society
can prosper while the people are malnourished.
Though it needs to be thoroughly researched how a reduction in the rat population will affect the area.
Natural balances are quickly and easily disrupted by human activity.
I bet they would taste pretty good wrapped in bacon
Also, I wonder whether these rats will be "cultivated." The big problem with rats is that they are full of exciting diseases (beyond the "Eew" factor).
How much meat do they get from a rat?
Anyone tasted a rat? Might already taste like bacon.
I was just following rule #1 everything tastes better wrapped in bacon.
Might have well said "India's poor urged to eat poop.
If true, I'd think city rats are the more diseased of the species. But I'm guessing the disease thing is probably mostly a hold-over from bubonic plague.
Perhaps they're quite tasty if done like Bombay Duck?
Should talk with the French - They have some great recipes for rat.
Crumbed Rat tails, deep fried in ghee as a bar stool appetiser.
Headless whole rat stuffed with sage and onion - wrapped in kosher bacon.
If the downturn in the mortgage fiasco continues in Uncle Samland the starving homeless and jobless, due to out sourcing to India will have the worlds best fed rats to munch for lunch.

2 November 2009

Telstra Ripoff

Telstra rip off.


Tell all your family/ friends/ business acquaintances - in fact tell everybody about this!

For all Australian respondents...

Telstra Phone book

For anyone contemplating using the Sensis directory service number, 1234, DON'T!

Sensis, as you may or may not know, is a subsidiary of Telstra. The 1234 number is replacing the Telstra 12456 directory assistance number, but this time with outrageous costs attached: 40c to call the number, then 4c A SECOND! PLUS 88c if they connect you to the number

By law, Telstra must provide a FREE directory assistance number.
They choose however not to pass this number on to the public.

The free number is 1223

Thumbs down to Telstra for finding a way to 'charge', for a service that is supposed to be provided for free.

Of course, feel free to forward this on.???



Ben Hardwick
Lawyer
Commercial Litigation Department
Slater & Gordon
GPO Box 4864VV
Melbourne, Vic, 3001

29 October 2009

Asylum seekers or Unqualified illegal immigrants?

As long as we are unable to differentiate between the terms 'Illegal immigrant and refugee' the boat people dilemma will remain.
The real meaning of refugee would apply to the likes of people fleeing the tyranny of the third Reich during and including post WW2 years also those made stateless after fleeing the yoke of the other axis powers, these people fled in terror to Any country willing to have them.
However, it seems now that, illegal unqualified immigrants under the guise of refugees and asylum seekers who are able to pay People Smugglers are arriving from all parts of the globe. This adds another word casualty problem to the English language; together with the likes of Gay, Hero, actress and golliwog.
I would love to purchase a quality made 'Golliwog' for my Granddaughters Christmas present. anyone out there in the know.
Oh by the way, when or if you arrive in Australia and you don't like the Australian way of life, please return to whence you came as an Asylum seeker.

Everyone have a wonderful weekend, be ready with a smile for everyone, you will feel more happier within yourself.

Back later, VEST.

To all my relatives and friends far and wide, I am always ready to hear from you should you find the time, xoxoxox.

Texas, the Eyes of Justice Are Upon You

By Bill Moyers and Michael Winship

On October 13, we lost a resolute champion of the law, a man who left his impact the lives of untold numbers of Americans.

His very name made his life's work almost inevitable, a matter of destiny. William Wayne Justice was a Federal judge for the Eastern District of Texas. That's right,he was "Justice Justice." And he spent a distinguished legal career making sure that everyone - no matter their color or income or class - got a fair shake. As a former Texas lieutenant governor put it last week, "Judge Justice dragged Texas into the 20th century, God bless him."

Dragged it kicking and screaming, for it was Justice who ordered Texas to integrate its public schools in 1971 - 17 years after the Supreme Court's Brown v. Board of Education decision made separate schools for blacks and whites unconstitutional. Texas resisted doing the right thing for as long as it could. Many of its segregated schools for African-American children were so poor they still had outhouses instead of indoor plumbing.

This small town lawyer appointed to the federal bench by President Lyndon B. Johnson ordered Texas to open its public housing to everyone, regardless of their skin color. He looked at the state's "truly shocking conditions" in its juvenile detention system and said, repair it. He struck down state law that permitted public schools to charge as much as a thousand dollars tuition for the children of illegal immigrants.

And Justice demanded a top-to-bottom overhaul of Texas prisons, some of the most brutal and corrupt in the nation. He even held the state in contempt of court when he thought it was dragging its feet cleaning up a system where thousands of inmates slept on the dirty bare floors of their cellblocks and often went without medical care. The late, great Molly Ivins said, "He brought the United States Constitution to Texas."

Some say that justice stings. William Wayne Justice certainly did - and his detractors stung back with death threats and hate mail. Carpenters refused to repair his house, beauty parlors denied service to his wife. There were cross burnings and constant calls for his impeachment.

After he desegregated the schools he was offered armed guards for protection. He turned them down and instead took lessons in self-defense. END.

26 October 2009

I must be a psychic, I actually made it happen.*** A very notable day.

All went well at the dentist, I got a quote of $268-00 for the rebuild of a double tooth and it took an hour and five mins, I had that feeling it would have been more had I not asked for a quote. I have to return on Wednesday for minor cleaning; it will get my son out of the house to take me to the dentist, this is due to My Falcon wagon KGV OOO being pranged on the starboard quarter, Tin fished you might say Quite unexpectedly by a tailgating Jap Toyota hi-lux (Like the car that Ivan Milat had to convey his murder victims). The accident occurred at 5-15 pm after leaving the dentist drug and pain free. On seeing the Red light would be coming up at Main and Victoria and the other vehicle mentioned closing in astern I slammed the brakes on as the red light appeared releasing my foot brake as he hit and pushing me forward about a metre(Yard). No airbags activated.
Damage. Some superficial damage, the Starboard rear light extinguished; broken fitting. car drivable.
The Toyota, had its front end pushed in and had to be towed.
So Henry's cars are tougher than Hirohito's Toyota Kamikazes.
My Henry Ford KGV OOO is being repaired tomorrow.
Ok then. So not all tailgaters are P Platers. Read my post Oct 22.***
My other most recent accident was in 1984 when a similar thing happened.
There are three more hours to go before the day is up, I must be cautious.
Back soon, Vest.

Dam good weather for Quacks and Umpires.

TODAY: Not unlike a typically wet afternoon at Lords cricket ground with little hope for any play the umpires playing cards and the players and those hard core spectators dreading the "Play abandoned announcement".
A sort of nothing day, eight weeks from summer returning to mid winter. Two days ago, my arms and legs were sunburned while busy in the garden. The good news is, that, the rain is falling over the catchment areas and dams are topping up fast and my car does not now need a wash.
News from England Relatives is down to nil***** and only one telephone call from Oz Rello's 'Thank you A C B', Oh! and a visit from prodigal son which was unfamiliarly docile but draining on the wallet.
To end the day on a miserable note, within four hours I shall be facing up to the torment of the Dentists chair, hiding it will be the stiff upper lip and show no fear of my stolid British upbringing.
Anyone who Say's they can sit in a dentists chair without any trepidation is an accomplished liar.

Britisher's Note *****.

In the depths of Winter I finally learned,
That within me lay an invincible Summer.
Back later. Vest.