Wouldn’t you love to work in this Singapore factory…?

I just skipped through the Linda Lovelace biopic  on flight QF81.

Frightening thing for a father of a young girl to watch.

Believing the story as presented, the issue was an over-strict and over-bearing mother and a weak but loving father. Both parents believed in just pretending the world was how it should be.

This pre-disposed Linda to rebelling and to getting hitched with an amoral control freak who led her into the den. She also got very unlucky in her geography, timing and being in possession of certain unusual skills.

The other day my mum gave me some free advice…

On hearing me wondering aloud why it takes Lola’s school takes 4 days to figure out what class she is in for the year (inclusive of a pupil free day), she admonished me for talking about school in a negative fashion. She claimed Lola will pick up on it.

I countered, quietly in my head, that with kids you need to be yourself. They see through the facade anyway so you are just wasting your time trying.

This is an intriguing little number…

I have tried and tried but I have decided to give up.

I am just not interested in owning music. Hearing it, yes. But not in owning it.

Basically I like to be surprised by what I am going to listen to next.

The entertainment display on my Qantas flight is only slightly larger than the one on my phone. And it certainly has less pixels. Reading glasses do not improve the clarity.

I was chatting to one of the hosties and complimented her on the new uniforms. It turns out they hate them because they are polyester. The  fabric  doesn’t breath and it also breeds odors.

The inflight advert focuses on inflight entertainment and the new uniforms. I think Qantas needs a new board and new management.

Have you ever wondered why the conservatives work so hard to bifurcate wealth in society?

Partly it’s so there is always a supply of an underclass for servants, since not all services can be automated.

But mostly it’s because wealth is relative. Without an underclass the wealthy don’t know for sure that they are wealthy.

We the living, in black and white, and read all over.

My own private paradox is that I am getting more and more able to do the things that I have always dreamed of, and yet I don’t dream those dreams any more.

A tweenie separating out the ‘edible’ bits from the yucky bits … she is my daughter but sometimes …

So the coalition’s solution to stopping the water-loving asylum seekers is to put them in submersible life boats, bound for Indonesia.

They are letting them go as close as they can go to Indonesia so as to avoid an embarrassing situation where one of these boats sinks or just floats out into the Indian ocean. With lots of deaths for TV to focus on.

They are even prepared to go into Indonesian waters to do this. This is risking poor relationships with our neighbor.

On two counts it’s a high risk strategy. I can feel some wheels coming off soon.

Lies, rabidly self-centered opinions and fluff… that is the Murdoch Press’s Daily Telegraph today.

The only truth is in the sports section. But even there they have wasted two and half pages trying to get us to be sympathetic towards Ian Thorpe.

It’s not happening.