Been trying to stay sane lately, but busy as a one-armed fan dancer. Worked for two hours Saturday morning, and then travelled with hubby, sons, and about five 12 and 13yos to host a birthday party for my 13yo at the next town, which features ten-pin bowling. I'm not sure what's more unnerving: testosterone-fuelled boys on the cusp of adolescence handling heavy bowling balls in a dangerous, devil-may-care manner, or what it was like years ago with a phalanx of sugared-up 7yos swinging sticks at a pinata. The last time we had a pinata it was an effigy of Spider Man, and the first kid, probably my son, swung the stick in an upward arc and gave poor Spidey a solid thwack to the nads that would have crippled him had he been human. We travelled in two vehicles. I drove home with a 9yo and three 12yos giggling and sniggering, and holding up a stuffed elephant at the window in such a manner that he looked like he was mooning other commuters. Admittedly I didn't know whether to scold them or laugh, as well. Mr Bingells travelled with three 12 & 13yos whispering in the back seat about wet dreams, which brings home the point that my kids are growing up.
Things To Be PO-d About:
1. The government's notion of drug testing dole recipients. Everywhere I hear people saying this is a good thing. I'm calling bullshit on it. It is an infringement of civil liberties. There is no reason to do it. I know in principle it might not be great to spend what is tax-payer's money on whoopee weed, but the thing is, my employer cannot tell me what to spend my money on, Joe Blow in the street cannot come up to me and say, 'Hey, Simone! Don't spend your money on booze, and don't buy the latest issue of Cosmo.' I indulge in neither, but you get my drift. I'm sick of hearign the argument 'those with nothing to hide, hide nothing.' I give not one iota of fuck about that argument. I do not think it is the government's business how I spend my money, and I don't want to be harassed and made to undergo tests to prove that I may or may not have ingested a substance if I am not likely to be affecting the public with my ingestion of said substance? Got all that?
2. The government's school chaplaincy program. Truly, guys, you are all just Tools On Parade. HOw much is it? $245 million for a chaplaincy program in STATE schools? You twits dispose of the Science Minister position, and there are funding cuts to the CSIRO. But someone who buys into a concept as abstract as a meta-physical being advising kids in STATE schools? Here, have a considerable amount of money! I might not be able to transport a chap to a specialist in Newcastle because of funding cuts, but let's put fucking CHAPLAINS in schools! This just totally sucks three kinds of arse. What about a scared kid coming to terms with his homosexuality? What's a staunch Christian going to say? Is this chaplain going to make the kid feel worthless? I personally am not against the idea of pastoral care in principle, but seriously, all that dosh when there are far more deserving causes? And while I'm on my soap box, leave the ABC alone! What are you scared of the ABC for? You complain they're biased, but the silence after the Murdocracy publishes bilge in your favour is deafening.
3. My pup is unwell again. Gross-er-oo. He's had his parvo innoculation, so I'm hoping he will be okay.
Must take a kid to soccer training. Shall post again anon. That's anon in the Shakespearian sense, not under a pseudonym.
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