I am quite happy that Mr Trump is soon to be the President of the Americanese. I like the Americanese, mostly for some old movies, although I can't say I know any of them, Americanese folk, personally, but I'm sure they are Human, and kind of like me and us, and they made the best choice available by voting in that quirky unusual system they have and love. I wish them well in their journey to be better at being Americanese and at making the lives of Americanese in America much better, much better. Most of those poor bastards have had a very hard twenty years. At the same time, to have a better future, they do need to get the fuck out of Asia. Asia is not about them at all, never has been, and never can be.

I am quite happy that Mr Trump is soon to be the President of the Americanese. I like the Americanese, mostly for some old movies, although I can't say I know any of them, Americanese folk, personally, but I'm sure they are Human, and kind of like me and us, and they made the best choice available by voting in that quirky unusual system they have and love. I wish them well in their journey to be better at being Americanese and at making the lives of Americanese in America much better, much better. Most of those poor bastards have had a very hard twenty years and it has done none of them any good at all. At the same time, to have a better future, they do need to get the fuck out of Asia. Asia is not about them at all, never has been, and never can be. Fix up your home. Americanese, look within, and see each other.

The strange thing about the Great Australian Plan to swap 1800 genuine Muslim refugees in Australian prison camps in New Guinea for 1800 Central American refugees who the USA won't at all ever accept, is that it is a dud of a plan. They must know that...so why announce it? Why not accept genuine refugees in need of refuge where they need refuge? What is so wrong with good manners? What is so wrong with people in Australia and the USA?

Fear is the Key...And it isn't even Real Fear, it's just Taught Fear. We know that. WE KNOW THAT. Yet we remain, by choice, as a people, as a 'civilisation' so piss-weak to our peers, so piss-weak to our brothers and sisters, mothers and fathers and daughters and sons in real trouble.

I guess if all the Lucky Waving Chinese Cats get into the Flakka and the Chop Chop, whilst listening to AKB48 Heavy Rotation, we'll all end up driving to Melbourne looking like this:

Thinking of the drive to Melbourne in an industrial ute...the problem is always the bounce of the rear leaf springs but I think I can counter that with the 500 kilograms of chop-chop illegal Mareeba untaxed tobacco, and the 500 kilograms of Flakka....that should flatten the ride a bit...as long as the Lucky Chinese Waving Cats don't get into it.

I remain very fond of the Nissan Navara 4X4 Common Rail Turbo Diesel white BLOKE Ute By Which All Other white BLOKE Utes Are Judged. The picture, from somewhere around Daintree, is before I added the Amazing Cascade Array of Massive SETI LED Lights to it. It will do just fine. Roll on, Brave New World, Roll On! We don't need a GPS...we have 7 Lucky Waving Chinese cats, and Phil the Angel, and our own songs, to guide us.

Home from work, bunch of crazy people...and then there were the patients.The chinese waving lucky cats are waving at me here at the desk, clunk clunk clunk...the Removalists have advised the cost will be higher...how do they know that instantly after you've paid the deposit? Must be psychic. Anyway, the old 1945 Thai industrial brass standing fan is making crescendos and cascades of violent wind and intimidations of physical threat in the background. Mrs Fitz is snoozing. Good to be home. We are off to Townsville briefly in the a.m. to pick up daughter DJWAWA and bring her gear back here to add her stuff to the pile bound for Melbourne.
I'm guessing on our late December 3000km drive to Melbourne, we'll be passing through some Yiddish/Yokel/Syrian town on Christmas Eve...somewhere near Damascus or Dorrigo or the Dandenongs, ...looking for a modest manger for the night....the lucky chinese waving cats clunking in the box in the back of the ute...Phil the House Angel peering out from his T-Chest, as we drive singing and humming and swerving to miss donkeys and bad samaritans and kangaroos...sounds like a good real journey to me.

The Australian Government must have forgotten to mention that the sending of 1800 genuine real muslim refugees to the USA from Manus/Nauru Australian Detention Camps also involves Australia receiving 1800 central american migrants that the USA won't accept. I wonder why they forgot to mention that? i didn't hear a word about that from anyone yesterday, but that is the Deal.

Tight Rope / Leon Russell