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Showing posts with label Obama. Show all posts
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Monday, 6 February 2012

I’m fascinated…

…with these TV adverts where a bunch of yanks, usually with incredibly false smiles, appear on Aussie TV and try and tell me, a woman who has worn a bra since she was 11 years old that they have come up with this whizz bang phenomenal bra that will change my life and I can throw all the others away and live my life in harmony. If that’s not enough to make me want to buy it they then trot women who have supposedly bought what is effectively a sports bra to announce how this bra has changed their lives for the better and they are so much happier with their boobs. Here’s what I think. We send a load of Ah Bras and Genie Bras over to the various warring hotspots in the world and we dump loads of them out of helicopters because they seem to make everyone incredibly happy and fulfilled. I believe if they can make every woman on the planet happy with their boobs – massively huge undertaking that - then truly they should be used for world peace. Mr Obama? Are you listening? Probably cheaper than bullets and you get three different colours for one fantastic price…try it. If you’re not happy they’ll refund your money. Can you do that with bullets?

Thursday, 17 December 2009

Plaster Obama


I was in Woolies (Woolworths) grocery shopping and I came across a plaster Obama. I love tacky stuff like this. One, because it’s kitsch and kitsch is beautiful in an ugly odd way – a bit like myself – and these things – as ghastly as they are – appreciate in value. It made the whole day worthwhile. A friend suggested putting him in my new office. I don’t want to personalize the office. Why? I want it to be purely for work and nothing else. Work will never be my life.

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Tuesday, 20 January 2009

Sunshine and lollipops...


I dreamed of Hugh Jackman last night….not sure why…I’m pretty damn certain he was not dreaming of me….anyway, what has that to do with sunshine and lollipops? Well, it you like, sunshine and lollipops convey happy, nice things. Hugh Jackman could, if you like, be equated to a lollipop…

What am I rambling about? I will tell you…I am intrigued and admittedly a bit worried – and I never normally worry because angst is bad for your skin – about this rush of belief that the new US president will save the world. First up – I believe any change of government in any country is a good thing. It stimulates thinking and people do become interested in the important issues. That’s a good thing. In Oz when working class-boy-made-good Kevin took the top job I was pleased for I am a Socialist at heart – no, I’m not a Communist – too much sharing - though as a young man my father would attend their meetings for the free food – but then I used to attend an after school church program on the corner from our house for the free orange cordial and biscuits(cookies). That’s only smart. But I digress….I find this huge popstar worship of one man is frightening. Yes, I admire Obama. I do. He has overcome much but how can any one man solve the bloody huge mess the US economy is in, the war in Iraq/Afghanistan and everywhere else and the social condition of Americans on a whole while keeping people happy? While I believe being positive is 90% of life ( the other 10% is rat cunning), believing the man will deliver sunshine and lollipops and good times and puppy dogs is asking too much in my belief. No one person can do that. It will take years to sort stuff out. People will still lose jobs, die in stupid wars and businesses will go broke. Will the good will and hype and popstar devotion still remain when the puppy dog, sunshiny beliefs are tested? Hell of a job to take on Obama…good luck with that. I’ll support you but I don’t think the sun shines out of you for you are just one man. If you falter I hope people remember you are human.


So back to Hugh…while being attracted to happy, nice – and his case down right sexy things – they’re not always real – they’re an ideal. While it’s nice to dream – I believe it’s better to be realistic and know that no one can be or promise sunshine or lollipops or make dreams can true.

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