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Kyle’s Rant

March 1st, 2022Kyle’s Rant

I DON’T get a lot of feedback on my columns, I am sure they generally get ignored as the paper makes its way to the woodbox, however my last column ruffled a few feathers. Well actually, just one feather.

I DON’T get a lot of feedback on my columns, I am sure they generally get ignored as the paper makes its way to the woodbox, however my last column ruffled a few feathers. Well actually, just one feather.
I wrote last edition: “Speaking of pilots, well people in charge anyway, we have an election coming up and it frightens me to death at the prospects they have wheeled out in front of us to run the country.”
I would think I hold the view of most folks who are sick to the back teeth of these dweebs that we are supposed to look upon as leaders. But when I say most people that would be except for who I suspect is a dyed-in-the-wool Labor supporter, who “was appalled at your summation of the upcoming elections”.
And went on to say: “But, how many more years of lies and mismanagement and dangerous proclamations do you want in the interest of ‘continuity’?”


We did ask if they wanted their opinion published as a Letter to the Editor but oh no, I guess they just wanted to get it off their chest. So, thank-you for your opinion, however your argument does nothing to sway my view of the boring vanilla-white male politicians who are now trotting out wives, offspring and ukuleles as we get ready for an arduous taxpayer-funded run-up to May.
Speaking of voting, I vote that it is over. Well, I hope it is over and I am talking about the pandemic. I am more of a coal-miner than a canary. So I will still be wearing a mask a month or so after restrictions and mandates are lifted, however I hope and pray we have come to the end of ubiquitous oppression that has caused so much damage, death and anguish in its wake.


I have never been much of a hugger and as for the kiss thing, no thanks. Just before the pandemic I saw a few around the district embracing that French thing where you kiss on both cheeks. But two years on since I have been able to hug my mates and I reckon I miss it. Hugging will be a bit awkward at first…a bit like your first kiss, more of a collision than an embrace. It’s how I imagine two polar bears would hug. A sort of an awkward two-step rumba with a solid pat on the back as you finally dock into each other’s arms.
I also look forward to seeing folks smile and not wince as they re-breathe their own foul bad breath while safely sealed against bugs in the confines of the N95 mask. I am quietly optimistic that events are coming back such as this magazine’s front cover ChillOut, a sparkly kaleidoscope of humanity.
And there’s also the Bullarto Tractor Pull, at Trentham this year, and the only time you can hear an announcement crackle over the speaker declaring that a competitor has achieved “a full pull”.
Optimistic rant over…



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