Wanna read about some amazing flying? I stumbled across the story of the Gimli Glider yesterday — a Boeing 767 which ran out of fuel at 41,000 feet and was successfully landed by Captain Robert (Bob) Pearson and First Officer Maurice Quintal. Beautiful work, lads.
Gentlemen, start your engines!
Ah, I love the smell of an election in the morning! Camera crews waiting outside Yarralumla sneak one last ciggie. Candidates of all persuasions reach for The Good Suit and ponder which tie they should wear. Journalists place last-minute bets on The Date and wonder just how many grams of speed they should lay in to last the distance. Media outlets everywhere reach for their plans and everybody says goodbye to their loved ones for a few weeks.
Foreign Minister Alexander Downer is on Sunday, live from his Adelaide Hills palace, dutifully repeating The Message. “To change the government is to change the country.” “Trade unionists.” Repeat ad nauseam.
We’ll hear Lord Downer repeating his scary mantra many, many times as the Coalition fights to the death.
“I think they need a miracle, really,” says The Sphere of Influence. “Unless Kevin Rudd falls over in the campaign, the Liberals will find it very difficult… Unless they get their [economic] message to the forefront of the campaign they’ll have no chance.”
So they’re the battle lines, at least so far. Labor will reinforce their message that it’s time for a change. The Coalition will reinforce their message that only they can maintain the economic boom. And everyone else will be scrambling for Senate spots.
And now we’re just waiting for The Announcement…
[Update 1215: The election date is Saturday 24 November. JWH is currently doing a media conference, which will doubtless be analysed to death over the next 24 hours. Have fun, kiddies!]
The Madness of King John
With news last night that John Howard has returned to Canberra — yes, it looks like the actual election campaign will finally get under way! — I reckon I’ll be writing a bunch about politics for the next few weeks. Nothing wrong with that: we are deciding who’ll lead the nation! Before I write today’s essay, though, I simply must post this cartoon. Thanks to Alextremist for the pointer, and The Australian for the original.
A Tale of Two Cults
They must put something in the water at places like Google and Apple.
I mean, isolating everyone at a “campus” even to the point where they only eat with each other is one of the classic cult-creation techniques. And both have a personality cult thing going with Steve Jobs and Larry Page and Sergey Brin
But check this Google software engineer gushing over the chance to do menial work in the kitchen:
How often do you get to cook fine cuisine for 800 people — especially while learning from some of the finest chefs in the business? Our Google chefs offer a limited number of culinary internships, and I was lucky enough to win one. So one fine Thursday morning I got to spend 4 hours in the Google kitchens working with, and learning from, our amazing culinary engineers.
Like so many software people, Dave MacLachlan seems amazed that other professionals actually have systems too, and know what they’re doing.
A disposable John Howard
The other day I wrote about ordinary people making political advertising. Here’s another example.
Two weeks ago I met Stan, who’s created a giant portrait of John Howard constructed from beer bottle tops — because, he says, Howard has treated people as just as disposable.
He’s exhibited the portrait at various community events and made a video about it. And now he plans to tour the marginal electorates to make his point.
“I am not a member of any activist or political party. Until the extent of lies and deaths, I considered myself a very average Australian,” he says.
As I say, Australia’s first real Internet election campaign will be very interesting indeed…
Rudd’s +2 charisma roll: thanks, Al!
Al Gore’s Nobel Peace Prize is like a Magic Cloak of Invincibility. Now anyone wanting to criticise him had better have all of their ducks in a row — feathers freshly preened and all lined up like the North Korean Army — before they dare open their mouths.
And, through the magic of televisual political frottage, Kevin Rudd gets a +2 on his charisma too, since he’s been seen wandering Melbourne with The Big Al himself, quietly discussing… well, discussing something anyway. Does it matter exactly what?
Kevin Rudd knows Al Gore! AL GORE! He must be cool!
Since the US of A is our best friend and protector, mentor and high-tech stuff salesman, these pairings of potential PM with an Important American define our future.
We have Kevin Rudd, the quiet and unassuming Supernerd who can crack jokes with the president of China in his own language. Next to Kevin we have Al Gore, who everyone knows through that movie.
OK, some people want to spoil the fun by pointing out a few errors, but hey we all got the message.
Al Gore hasn’t yet said whether he’ll run for President, but former president and Nobel Laureate Jimmy Carter is behind him.
And then we have the Man of Steel and his submissive relationship with the Lame Duck President, digging up coal and uranium and oil and gas and whatever else they can find and selling it as fast as they can. Dubya is on the nose politically and has been for months, and the Man of Steel is making up policy on the fly.
Gee, there’s a choice, eh?