I Think I Just Drank My Own Hair

Thursday 30 June 2005 @ 17:37 // Filed under Ramble

Hopefully there’s protein or something in it.

I parked just before a bus stop for my last exam on Saturday morning. I returned to discover my wing mirror had been pretty thoroughly hammered, bent backwards with the glass shattered, leaving the Darth Vaderish plastic behind it grotesquely exposed. Bloody fantastic, as I am trying to get my warrant at the moment (failed because my centre brake light does not work. Even with a new bulb.) Oh well, could be worse. The perpetrator could have taken a gouge out of my door or front guard. The perpetrator, I assume, is a bus. Partly because of the nature of the destruction and the proximity to the stop. Partly because I’ve seen something similar before at least once. A bendi-bus came out of a tight corner, and the rear section swung out and nailed a car. It was pretty loud and decisive, but the driver drove on, perhaps inspired by an episode of 18 Wheels of Justice.

By the way, we managed to fix the brake light by swapping the bulb with the reverse light. Now both of them work - sweet huh? Anyway, the incident did give me an opportunity for this great conversation at the wreckers picking up a new wing mirror (they had a large box of relevant parts, giving me the enviable choice between right colour, wrong side or right side, wrong colour.)
“What happened to it?”
“It got hit by a bus.”

I live in probably the richest, most conservative city in my country - lucky me. Our mayor is George Wood. I am no George Wood expert, but I understand he is an idiot. For example, recently the bus services have moved from being mostly the same company to spread across a few. This means, amongst other things, those all-zone monthly bus passes are only going to get you halfway to work now. George Wood was asked for comment: “having Ritchies ensconced in our city brings a new dimension.” Well, when you put it like that.

But it gets better. Another councillor “quoted Joni Mitchell, saying ‘you don’t know what you’ve got til it’s gone.’” Deep. Thanks bud.

Graham Capill, The ex-leader of the Christian Heritage party, was recently convicted for a string of sex offences from molestation to rape involving girls under 12 and as young as 5 (interestingly, one girl reported he would always apologise afterwards.) This gave lots of people the opportunity to cry “hypocrite!”, including members of Christian Heritage, one of whom declared he should be given the death penalty (which we don’t have in NZ.) How Christ-like of you, sir. And we should hang the ten commandments on his gravestone, too. That’ll learn ‘em.

This gave me a laugh, as I remember it was one of Azrael’s favourite questions.

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