“In bed with the United States is not all that it’s cracked up to be”
Archive for July, 2004
Blair turns to Bush for answers on Iraq
The Politics of Road Rage…
I have recently started a job (yes, I ended up staying) that involves a 50 minute commute to work every day in peak hour. Before that, I tended to be 15 minutes from everywhere, and as a result had not really experienced too many bad drivers. But recently, things have changed. And, Lou being Lou, I felt the urge to apply my experiences to my understanding of Politics. So, I am going to pick on my two favourite politicians of all time (not).
Self Interested Fucktard #1: Driving one of those pretend 4WD’s, like a RAV4 or something, driving up West Coast Highway. I am doing 2kms over the limit and this guy is on my tail. I resisted the temptation to pound on the brakes just to show him a lesson… but anyway, no matter what speed the traffic is going, I notice him overtake, push in and tailgate every car that he is following. I am not even talking your lame, 1m behind tailgating, I am talking literally inches away from the car in front of him, bullying his way through.
I can’t help but think that George Bush and the other members of the American aristocracy would drive like this (that is, if they didn’t have drivers). Like this guy is so frigging important that he needs to be aggressive and bully his way in (despite the illegality). He is so much more important than anyone else – after all – on the road its every man for himself, and if YOU can’t get ahead, then its your own fault for not doing more!
Self Interest Fucktard #2 (otherwise known as a courier): Sneaky little buggers they are. Which naturally brings me to John Howard.
They sit in blind spots, waiting for their opportunity to make you crash and burn. It might take 2 mintues, it might take 6 years, but eventually, their tenacity and persisitence will pay off – because eventually everyone else just gives up and lets him ride in front of you. Then, after you finally become complacent about said “courier” – when you have swerve to miss the bastards, they curse YOU out for getting in their way in the first place.
Self Interested Fucktard #3: People with a white hat in their rear window (otherwise known as the passive-aggressive octogenarian driver…) Which, again (funnily enough), reminds me of our RSL loving Prime Minister. They’ll just keep going on their merry way – keep driving at 30km/hr because “it’s not a race”, blissfully unaware of the carnage that falls around them, or that society has actually moved on and people are much, much busier these days. Because, you see, they aren’t breaking the law. And all those young ‘uns are just speed freaks anyway.
But alas, I have decided to brave these people after all. I accept their existence, and try to incorporate my own little ways to get back at them, like turning the music up, singing at the top of my lungs… and refuse to bow to their methods.
Well, I did it…
I quit the job today. It was quite a nerveracking experience for me, because I am not very good at quitting jobs, especially when I have only been there for a week!
My supervisor is really nice. She made me feel really welcome and is a really positive person to work for. The rest of the team are also really good, so, with liking my workmates and enjoying the job I did what any sane person would do: I quit.
I walked in this morning, feeling like crap (I have had an ear infection for the last 3 days and I feel like I am being stabbed in the head with a pumpkin), and having braved yet another hour-long drive from home to work, I make morning niceties such as “hello, how are you” etc… and then I tell my supervisor how I didn’t do the whiteboard on onday because I needed some stuff explained to me. Then, she said something and went to answer her phone.
About half an hour later, and after some agonising on my part, she came and sat on my desk and said “I’ve got a really good job for you”. I cut her off and said “at the whiteboard, we got interrupted.”
I flinched. I then said that I was planning to quit working and focus on Mina and full time study. They didn’t take it very well at all. They put massive guilt trips on me for taking the job (which I think is fair enough), and blah dee blah…
Anyway… I am tired now. Will try to post something of more substance later on.
What a nice feeling…
…to have my feet firmly planted on the ground after a couple of weeks of chaos.
I finally made it back to Perth on the 10th, and the dust has only just settled, as I was only given a week to start the job I was offered. However, this week I have decided to quit and focus on my studies and do some preliminary studies for my Grad Dip Ed next year.
I have a 50 minute drive to and from work, and have a few problems with stress and palpitations (for which I am seeing a cardiologist next week! argggh), and, as you can imagine, being stuck in traffic is not that good for my health. Also, the money I am shelling out for daycare and the time I am forfeiting with my daughter just doesn’t make it worth it.
So I am going back to uni full time as of next week, staying at home with Mina and enjoying it for the next year and a half until I become a high school teacher. Woohoo!
Going off like a Whoopi cushion…
The concept of freedom of speech is yet again undermined by the bible belt loonies in the US. WHy on earth would SlimFast be so opposed to Whoopi’s comments? Surely they aren’t naive enough to support Bush?
Then again, they are a money-grubbing corporation that is profiting from the obesity epidemic, so I guess that its not that hard to believe…
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