I'm Ba-aacckkk!

So long since I posted anything here. Where have I been? What happened to my daily rage about the state of my country? Did I suddenly realise that John Howard is a good guy after all? Did I suddenly understand that it doesn't matter if all we can see of our prime minister is his shiny lace up shoes hanging out of George Bush's arse?

I got reeaal tired - that's what happened. And I got depressed too. The more I realised that most of my countrymen and women were not about to see the error of their ways and come over from the dark side of rampant consumerism and romping shallowness, the less I wanted to be of this world.

I stopped watching the news. How many buildings can you watch explode knowing that little bits of kiddies could well be part of the roiling debris? How many times can you watch this happen knowing that most people you know couldn't care less so long as interest rates don't rise? How many times can you hear the words 'smart bomb' without wishing you were a complete moron who understood nothing of what was going on in the world? How many times can you watch George Bush assure us he knows what he's doing before you start running through life with your hands over your ears shouting LA-LA-LA!

Here in The Lucky Country, twelve year olds pay upward of fifty bucks to get their belly buttons pierced while most of the rest of the world starves and their parents claim there is nothing they can do to stop them. Here in the Lucky Country, Howard continues to lie and the populace continues to believe him because to not believe him is too much trouble. It would mean getting up off their fat arses after work and actually giving a shit about something besides their fatuous stupid selves and their stupid lawns.

Ah, look! There it is - my rage wasn't dead at all - it was only sleeping.

PS: I want to know how smart these smart bombs are? Have they done an IQ test?