The chief product of an automated society is a widespread and deepening sense of boredom.

Ever wondered how crop circles come about...? Geilston Bay High sports grounds, Geilston Bay. July 2011.

Top Five Things That Struck Me About Children Living In Socio-economically Disadvantaged Areas (As Drawn From The Headline Indicators For Children's Health, Development And Wellbeing, 2011)!

Did you know that children living in the lowest socioeconomic status areas, compared to those in the highest socioeconomic status areas, are...

...almost twice as likely to die as infants and nearly 3 times as likely to die due to injury

...30% more likely to be born with low birthweight

...60% more likely to have dental decay

...70% more likely to be overweight or obese

...more likely to be developmentally vulnerable at school entry.

Is that an alien footprint? Geilston Bay High sports grounds, Geilston Bay. July 2011.

We're primed and ready for riots...

Oh no! Much too mundane, it's naughty teens! Geilston Bay High sports grounds, Geilston Bay. July 2011.

Comments

Roddy said…

It's good to see.., No disappointing to see that you have ratbags in your area too.
Do I have an answer to it? Yes! But I am not permitted to think that way! Cést la vie.

14 August 2011 at 16:26

Kris McCracken said…

They are everywhere.

15 August 2011 at 10:57

Ah, Joe, you never knew the whole of it...

I still have the robot on the job. Here you can see the Tasmanian Museum and Art Gallery . And here is a poem: Soliloquy for One Dead Bruce Dawe Ah, no, Joe, you never knew the whole of it, the whistling which is only the wind in the chimney's smoking belly, the footsteps on the muddy path that are always somebody else's. I think of your limbs down there, softly becoming mineral, the life of grasses, and the old love of you thrusts the tears up into my eyes, with the family aware and looking everywhere else. Sometimes when summer is over the land, when the heat quickens the deaf timbers, and birds are thick in the plumbs again, my heart sickens, Joe, calling for the water of your voice and the gone agony of your nearness. I try hard to forget, saying: If God wills, it must be so, because of His goodness, because- but the grasshopper memory leaps in the long thicket, knowing no ease. Ah, Joe, you never knew the whole of it... I like Bruce Dawe. He just my be my favourite Austral

There was nothing left. No reason, no conscience, no understanding; even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, good or evil, right or wrong.

Here is a self portrait. I’m calling it Portrait of a lady in a dirty window . Shocking, isn’t it? However, it is apt! Samhain , Nos Galan Gaeaf , Hop-tu-Naa , All Saints , All Hallows , Hallowmas , Hallowe'en or HALLOWEEN . It’s Theme Thursday and we’re talking about the festivals traditionally held at the end of the harvest season. Huh? No wonder Australians have trouble with the concept of HALLOWEEN. For the record, in my thirty-two L O N G years on the planet, I can’t say I’ve ever seen ghosts ‘n goblins, trick ‘n treaters or Michael Myers stalking Tasmania’s streets at the end of October. [That said, I did once see a woman as pale as a ghost turning tricks that looked like Michael Myers in late November one time.] Despite the best efforts of Hollywood, sitcoms, and innumerable companies; it seems Australians are impervious to the [ahem] charms of a corporatized variant of a celebration of the end of the "lighter half" of the year and beginning of the "darke

In dreams begin responsibilities.

A life at sea, that's for me, only I just don't have the BREAD. That's right, Theme Thursday yet again and I post a photo of a yacht dicking about in Bass Strait just off Wynyard. The problem is, I am yet again stuck at work, slogging away, because I knead need the dough . My understanding is that it is the dough that makes the BREAD. And it is the BREAD that buys the yacht. On my salary though, I will be lucky to have enough dough or BREAD for a half dozen dinner rolls. Happy Theme Thursday people, sorry for the rush.

This will hurt me...

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