get it first—you know, international datelines, time zones, clocks, and all that technical stuff.

But don’t worry—

—coming soon to a home near you (actually … to you!)







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and let’s get into it~! I hate (think hate-hate-hate) being actively misled. Especially I dislike (ultra intensely) being misled by once trusted news authorities.


So I give you (again) (yes, I know, boring and repetitive)—


(SFX: insert a tah-daaaah here please) (I’m thinking bugle, and make it loud)

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and this item.

But to set the scene, the headlines seem to be to the effect that we are due to be nuked by biggish waves if we are dum’ enough to go beaching after these headlines. Eeek.

But if you scan the page further …


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… you’ll get the feeling that the nice man with the energetic manner and seemingly nervous disposition may have something of relevance to offer?


I followed the trail, swallowed the bait, took the hint and hit the link. Then I sat through several minutes of babble with nary a mention nowhere of huge and terrible (or for that matter, any other) waves threatening surfers, paddlers, whelk trappers, paua potters and any naive innocents at the beach (or anywhere else for that matter).


nevertheless they’ll have had a totally undeserved ‘hit’ on their websites. Which means that when they do the sums they are performing a pubic service and earning their fundings. Some might call it a con, but I do mean what I say (and yes, I know how to spell ‘public’) when I use the word ‘undeserved’.


I might just bimble down to the beach tomorrow—the NZ Herald is often better than any forecast, you just think positive to their negatives (aaaah, film photography~!) and if lucky will have the place to myself …

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that they are morally superior to their predecessors.

Oh, yeah? I challenge those assumptions.


the past speak people don’t listen. They should. But it’s when those voices don’t speak that we should be listening the loudest.


to be superior to history. Not when recently we had the Holy Inquisition and countless atrocities of various ‘civilised’ empires; or today the mercies of Islam (so a few ragheads are stringing cordtex around the necks of infidels and blowing their heads off*, big deal!)(Boys will be boys, no?).


for you—

The pope’s representative seemed untroubled by the massacre when he wrote to his master, Innocent III, that “neither age, nor sex, nor status had been spared.” In fact, a popular account said that Arnald-Amaury, the pope’s legate, was asked at the height of the butchery how the killers should distinguish Catholic from heretic. He was said to have replied.“Kill them all; God will recognize his own.” Although this cannot be verified, it indicates how contemporaries felt about the event.

To read from source:  CLICK HERE

Simple, effective.


it is apparent that it is not morality or ethics that stops Christians, Jews, or Islamics from attacking and looting and raping and murdering their infidels. It is the power of Western law.


writes the laws controls the sword and so the purse … if the religious ever again attain power we will enter a new Dark Age.

Bop the IdiotI am old enough, I can be smug. No descendants … but how about you?


that tens of hundreds of thousands of bloody fanatics are running about using as reference the very same books, codes, and excuses as the murderous thugs that performed God’s will in the Middle Ages?

You are? Hold me tight …



* Actually an inventive linking of modern technology to a messy process demanded by God’s Holy Book (one of His many holy books …)


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to all who think we atheists have horns and a long tail.

And now, our background: in a fairly recent correspondence I promised Mel a snap of the Nativity creche a local concreting firm dusts off and lights up annually. A wee few years back it was refurbished and now looks a lot less homely … and the cute wee donkey was removed, he’s been AWOL ever since. Not good—where would Christ have been if lacking a donkey he had to hitchhike into town? Hmm?

From across the road and approaching the creche—

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—the scene, sans my beloved donkus—

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—and closer in—

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—and doesn’t that just scream out for an adoring donkey? For whatever reason even as a very agnostic atheist I feel a bit (okay, a lot) unfulfilled. (FOR the technically minded, figures are life-size.)


I ambled off through night homewards, and en route scored a few moths—

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—then attracted like a moth to a flame I homed in and got a few more shots. Zippy little buggers, and I’m not sure if that ‘corckscrew effect) is an artefact of flapping wings or something to do with the strobscopic effect of the lighting (street-lamps and floodlight).

Here’s yer closer uppers:

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—and when I go back tonight (if not raining—I don’t think soggy moths fly too good)

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—I’ll take a tripod and some sandwiches. WTS (watch this space …)



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“Argie … you’re not so bad. I think I’ll keep you …”


That’s what an atheist gets for putting in a good word for donkeys!



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Bop the IdiotQUESTION OF?


and just how unimpeachable is an ‘expert’ witness? (Always assuming that bovine excrement doesn’t star in the sources, of course).

Please consider—

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—the questionable question of UFOs. Unidentified hoojeemaflips, once aka as ‘Flying Saucers’ (we needed a name; ‘saucer’ stuck until re-socialised as UFO)(much more all-embracing than saucers anyway).


crank world (getting crowded, I tell ya~!) it’s long past the point where people who should be in the know dare speak out, lest they get dumped on from a great height. To cast asparagus on your office by apparently aligning with cranks could well cost a living and a future. Not good.

So of course ‘they’ keep silent. I certainly would, and I’m a bit principled …


someone who lacks the testimonials to speak out until safely dead and thereby beyond reach?

“Truth—”muttered the nice man as he reached for the soap, “—what is Truth?”

Easy answer: Truth is what you say with a clear conscience only when you know there can be no repercussions. QED.


of official denials and obfuscations someone finally comes out with something like this below (which as a CT I have to ask: is this for real, or is it disinformation?)—

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—from The Southland Times recently—googling will show quite a presence in the world’s print media.


as an irrational Conspiracy Dupe I’ve disbelieved the official lines for decades. I’ve seen weirdies in the sky myself, and even had an experience with something from the vast stellar reaches which I later investigated; and on doing the sums found was actually a bit impossible. It’s hard to accept something as impossible when you’ve done it …

So if it boils down to belief:  are we being ‘softened up’ (by those in the know) for a Big Announcement sometime soon?

Don’t ask me. (Or The Spouse—she’s too busy moulding me a tinfoil hat.)


Don’t go there. They have a list of “UFO sightings” which if you do investigate should keep you occupied for the next decade. Possibly more … and always beware of false alarms and mass hysteria. And, of course—

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—there are always ‘humourists’ out to indulge themselves at your expense. No shortage of them, sadly.


is a prediction that the coming year will focus on and delicately trip around the introduction of ‘space aliens’ into the previously taboo public weal. Watch this space (ouch) … and …

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pcbut first, The Spouse has just trotted in with a wimmin’s magazine, telling me of all the actors and actresses who have gone to that Great Choreographer In The Sky during the last year.

One name stood out above all: Peter Sallis. His deceasement well and truly closes a chapter in a series (which, face it, has long outlived its time).


those guys and guyettes now know the answer to all questions.

Or not … now moving on to a franchise that sells answers—

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—and the first question raised by the above document is simply …

does it matter a damn?

Not to me.

I am my own guide to Right and Wrong. If I goof I goof in clear conscience (by any decent standards, that is. Folks using the above references as a guide to decency need re-examine their value systems).

“Mr Argus, Sir?”

“Yes, Little Ollivia?”

“Sir … your approach suggests you may be a closet Christian?”


“—with more than a little trust in a Great Gatekeeper with both a genuine morality and a sense of humour?”

“Ye gods … does your GG have a name, Cutie?”

“They are legion, Sir.”

“If they exist, Kiddo, I get in by default—”

“Win/win, Sir?”

“All ya gotta do is be nice. I do unto others as they do unto me. It seems to work and is quite satisfying …”

Wait, Miss Ollivia

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dodo copy—and I’m sure that if you invoke your undoubted intelligence you’d find several hundreds more …

big J

“At last! Someone gets it right … dogged little bugger, but I like him!”



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