Posted by: Gregoryno6 | March 29, 2015

Reading with pictures.

I called in at the local library yesterday to look through the graphic novels. There was a man in the children’s corner with his young daughter; he gave me a look I didn’t care for. I felt like saying ‘Mister, I’ve been borrowing books from this section for years and nobody has ever had a problem with that. Your little girl wasn’t even a random collection of chromosomes in your left ‘nad when I loaned out my first hardcover Batman.’
That’s what I felt like saying – so I said it. And the little girl bit me because I made her daddy cry. How was I to know she was the product of donated sperm?
This is one of the titles I took home. It could have been a lot weirder if you ask me, but then I’m about four and a half decades outside the target audience.

Here’s a title for the junior spies in the family.
‘Michael, Verity, and Sandoval have seen it all – but there is always something even stranger waiting just around the corner…’
Written with one eye fixed firmly on the 60s, The Mysterious Strangers will amuse the older readers with its numerous cultural references. Verity is a big fan of pop band The Scarabs – but they’ve abandoned their light bopping tunes for something altogether more serious. Sounds familiar! There’s even a clan of evildoers hiding behind an acronym. S.P.E.C.T.R.E,  T.H.R.U.S.H – meet O.C.C.U.L.T.
Air stewardesses. Killer beauty queen cultists. A secret organisation, centuries old, dedicated to defending humanity. And a guy in a wheelchair named Absalom Quince. Er, let me rephrase that: And a guy named Absalom Quince in a wheelchair. The Mysterious Strangers is fun. The artwork’s not bad either.

Strange Ways

Posted by: Gregoryno6 | March 26, 2015

No reason???

The story’s punchline, so to speak:

Police prosecutor Leading Senior Constable Mark Sontag opposed bail but Magistrate La Rosa said there was no reason not to grant it.

Judge for yourself.

Posted by: Gregoryno6 | March 22, 2015

Do with that information what you will.

You could try to sweep it from your memory.

Good luck with that.

Posted by: Gregoryno6 | March 20, 2015

Water-‘boys’?

Is the plural justified?

Where are the other Waterboys

Only if he’s hiding bodies in the boot.

Some bands break up, and some are dismembered on a dark road in the middle of the night.

Posted by: Gregoryno6 | March 15, 2015

Don’t bother with the Darwin Awards this year.

Nobody is going to beat this arseclown’s performance:

An al-Qaeda instructor killed himself and 20 of his pupils when he accidentally set off a car bomb during a bungled training session in Iraq.

 

Gary Sinise. Seen here maintaining his cool beside Gina Elise.

Gina and Gary

Another splendid performance, Mr Sinise! I certainly couldn’t have managed it.

This was indeed Gary’s night. At the Nobel Awards recently, Joe Mantegna (at Gary’s left) presented the award that recognised Gary’s work with a number of veteran’s organisations.

Here he is in Okinawa with his band. The sound aint’ great, but like it says – feel the vibes.

Gina Elise and Jennifer Marshall were the double feature of this post in January. Beautiful ladies, both.

Last week the delicious duo spoke to cadets at an ROTC awards night.

You know that line about beauty being only skin deep? Here’s strong evidence for the opposing case.

Posted by: Gregoryno6 | March 8, 2015

Big plane, small airport.

I miss the 747s and their distinctive profile. The technology has improved since they were designed back in the 60s – or was it the 50s? – but they were instantly recognisable. When I was working at UWA I’d take lunch down at the river, beside the Catalina Memorial. Planes departing Perth for Europe and other places north or west follow the Swan’s course. The planes don’t accelerate too hard over the city so their route from Redcliffe to Cottesloe was usually rather graceful. Watching a Jumbo cruise along was always special.

QANTAS pilots today delivered one of the airline’s last remaining 747s to the suburban airport of Albion Park where it will reside evermore in a museum. They put some hours in on the flight simulator to make sure they would be prepared for the hell-of-a-lot-shorter-than-usual runway.

Posted by: Gregoryno6 | March 8, 2015

And now a respectful bow to International Womens Day.

Having had my fun, I feel obliged to now present a story that proves the fairer sex can also be the braver sex.

From The War at Home, by Daniel Connell (ABC, Sydney, 1988).

Beatrice Major who worked in a wartime small arms factory in Orange which they went on strike:

“All the women said , ‘No, we’ve got men at the war and we’re not going on strike.’ We knew we’d be locked out next day but we did our shift till midnight that night. When we got to work the next day we were locked out all night.

When the union leader got up, we pelted him with everything we could get (eggs and tomatoes). A couple of hours later they told us we could go back to work. We were very determined that we were not going on strike and that was it. Most of us had someone, brothers or husbands, at the war.”

During WW2, there were no known male workers who refused to go on strike, even though the strike would sabotage the Australian soldiers. Only women refused to yield to the union’s treasonous actions.

This story is told again in Hal G P Colebatch’s excellent book Australia’s Secret War. Which has sold in respectable numbers despite being a rather expensive hardback.

(h/t Tim Blair)

Our womenfolk knew how to celebrate, too.

Lois Martin VP Day jumper

Lois Anne Martin knitted the red, white and blue vest especially for VP Day and never wore it again. The vest is on display in the Memorial’s Second World War Gallery.

 

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