Thursday, 29 October 2009

Asylum seekers or Unqualified illegal immigrants?

As long as we are unable to differentiate between the terms 'Illegal immigrant and refugee' the boat people dilemma will remain.
The real meaning of refugee would apply to the likes of people fleeing the tyranny of the third Reich during and including post WW2 years also those made stateless after fleeing the yoke of the other axis powers, these people fled in terror to Any country willing to have them.
However, it seems now that, illegal unqualified immigrants under the guise of refugees and asylum seekers who are able to pay People Smugglers are arriving from all parts of the globe. This adds another word casualty problem to the English language; together with the likes of Gay, Hero, actress and golliwog.
I would love to purchase a quality made 'Golliwog' for my Granddaughters Christmas present. anyone out there in the know.
Oh by the way, when or if you arrive in Australia and you don't like the Australian way of life, please return to whence you came as an Asylum seeker.

Everyone have a wonderful weekend, be ready with a smile for everyone, you will feel more happier within yourself.

Back later, VEST.

To all my relatives and friends far and wide, I am always ready to hear from you should you find the time, xoxoxox.

Texas, the Eyes of Justice Are Upon You

By Bill Moyers and Michael Winship

On October 13, we lost a resolute champion of the law, a man who left his impact the lives of untold numbers of Americans.

His very name made his life's work almost inevitable, a matter of destiny. William Wayne Justice was a Federal judge for the Eastern District of Texas. That's right,he was "Justice Justice." And he spent a distinguished legal career making sure that everyone - no matter their color or income or class - got a fair shake. As a former Texas lieutenant governor put it last week, "Judge Justice dragged Texas into the 20th century, God bless him."

Dragged it kicking and screaming, for it was Justice who ordered Texas to integrate its public schools in 1971 - 17 years after the Supreme Court's Brown v. Board of Education decision made separate schools for blacks and whites unconstitutional. Texas resisted doing the right thing for as long as it could. Many of its segregated schools for African-American children were so poor they still had outhouses instead of indoor plumbing.

This small town lawyer appointed to the federal bench by President Lyndon B. Johnson ordered Texas to open its public housing to everyone, regardless of their skin color. He looked at the state's "truly shocking conditions" in its juvenile detention system and said, repair it. He struck down state law that permitted public schools to charge as much as a thousand dollars tuition for the children of illegal immigrants.

And Justice demanded a top-to-bottom overhaul of Texas prisons, some of the most brutal and corrupt in the nation. He even held the state in contempt of court when he thought it was dragging its feet cleaning up a system where thousands of inmates slept on the dirty bare floors of their cellblocks and often went without medical care. The late, great Molly Ivins said, "He brought the United States Constitution to Texas."

Some say that justice stings. William Wayne Justice certainly did - and his detractors stung back with death threats and hate mail. Carpenters refused to repair his house, beauty parlors denied service to his wife. There were cross burnings and constant calls for his impeachment.

After he desegregated the schools he was offered armed guards for protection. He turned them down and instead took lessons in self-defense. END.

Monday, 26 October 2009

I must be a psychic, I actually made it happen.*** A very notable day.

All went well at the dentist, I got a quote of $268-00 for the rebuild of a double tooth and it took an hour and five mins, I had that feeling it would have been more had I not asked for a quote. I have to return on Wednesday for minor cleaning; it will get my son out of the house to take me to the dentist, this is due to My Falcon wagon KGV OOO being pranged on the starboard quarter, Tin fished you might say Quite unexpectedly by a tailgating Jap Toyota hi-lux (Like the car that Ivan Milat had to convey his murder victims). The accident occurred at 5-15 pm after leaving the dentist drug and pain free. On seeing the Red light would be coming up at Main and Victoria and the other vehicle mentioned closing in astern I slammed the brakes on as the red light appeared releasing my foot brake as he hit and pushing me forward about a metre(Yard). No airbags activated.
Damage. Some superficial damage, the Starboard rear light extinguished; broken fitting. car drivable.
The Toyota, had its front end pushed in and had to be towed.
So Henry's cars are tougher than Hirohito's Toyota Kamikazes.
My Henry Ford KGV OOO is being repaired tomorrow.
Ok then. So not all tailgaters are P Platers. Read my post Oct 22.***
My other most recent accident was in 1984 when a similar thing happened.
There are three more hours to go before the day is up, I must be cautious.
Back soon, Vest.

Dam good weather for Quacks and Umpires.

TODAY: Not unlike a typically wet afternoon at Lords cricket ground with little hope for any play the umpires playing cards and the players and those hard core spectators dreading the "Play abandoned announcement".
A sort of nothing day, eight weeks from summer returning to mid winter. Two days ago, my arms and legs were sunburned while busy in the garden. The good news is, that, the rain is falling over the catchment areas and dams are topping up fast and my car does not now need a wash.
News from England Relatives is down to nil***** and only one telephone call from Oz Rello's 'Thank you A C B', Oh! and a visit from prodigal son which was unfamiliarly docile but draining on the wallet.
To end the day on a miserable note, within four hours I shall be facing up to the torment of the Dentists chair, hiding it will be the stiff upper lip and show no fear of my stolid British upbringing.
Anyone who Say's they can sit in a dentists chair without any trepidation is an accomplished liar.

Britisher's Note *****.

In the depths of Winter I finally learned,
That within me lay an invincible Summer.
Back later. Vest.

Thursday, 22 October 2009

On this occasion I shall expect a more substantial reward from the 'Tooth Fairy'

Hallo or Hello or ow yergoing to all my distant rello's and those local also blogger friends and other friends. That should cover the human species, but there are occasions I talk to our parrot and to some of the more friendly birds who visit our garden, each and all who have their own peculiar way of informing me they need feeding, BTW this info should not be leaked to any known detractors. particularly my shrink or medical professional.
I have been attending to the garden chores this forenoon now that the overcast sky has brought the temp down from 36 cel midday Yesterday to a more comfortable 18 cel right now. However, anything reasonable distracting me from my present malady is to be welcomed. My problem commenced the evening before yesterday when a large dental filling ejected during dinner, apart from a couple of jagged edges no pain was evident until the morning when brushing. By nine a/m I went off to visit no fewer than five dentists who each suggested I make an appointment. It appears that Dentists do not bother about emergency jobs. one has to wait your turn whatever ones predicament, it is a pity that teeth cannot arrange to to ache to order at a specified time. So unless someone phones to suggest an earlier appointment, I will have to put up with misery until 1600 Monday-another four days. So while I am feeling a bit 'Cheesed Off'
Idiot 'P' Plater driving a white sedan YDM 417 or YOM 417 at 1215pm Tues heading south along the F3 Motorway near Wyong NSW OZ. You are a complete IDIOT.
P Platers will never learn. The next time a 'P' plater tailgates or fishtails me while driving the max in a 110 klms or 70 mph zone driving in and out of traffic like a bloody idiot pushing me to go faster - guess what? I shall make sure I am the only one in my car and slam on the brakes. If you survive it would be a lesson learned.
No I am not a lousy driver, having driven in Singapore and Hong Kong without accident for over four years - more or less achieving the impossible. A good rule to follow is to anticipate or watch for other drivers about to make a mistake particularly when not signalling their intentions.
The Sun has broken through leaving plenty of storm clouds to stir the imagination - any rain will be welcomed.
I shall now pop off for a quick nod before dinner. It is doubtful that I'll be back before Monday the 26th. Everyone have a pleasant weekend. Vest.

"Life shrinks or expands in proportion to ones courage".

Monday, 19 October 2009

Horn of Africa Eggheads are Weaponry Winners

MOGADISHU: Somalia, the land of hatred, bloodshed together with rape pillage and burn and little hope of a turn-around to sanity and lawful government.
Beyond hope with only extreme attrition being the source of normality as we westerners know.
To me the term deep cleansing comes to mind.
This shithole of a country steeped in no hope needs the attention of a huge dose of harpic and several full flushes.

Local Eggheads. Forget an ocean cruise or even a new Merc. The winners of a team quiz organised by a Somalian insurgent group have instead won a ticket to jihad.

The on air comp organised by the al-Qaeda-linked al-Shabaab.

Several communities entered the competition, which consisted of questions on science, culture and the Koran.

The winning contestants, were yesterday presented with their prize, one AK-47 assault rifle, several hand grenades, an anti armored vehicle mine and logistical supplies.
The young men were rewarded with weapons to encourage them to participate in the holy war against the enemies of Allah in Somalia, Sheik Abdullahi Alhaq said at the ceremony, which was attended by hundreds of wildly applauding alShabaab supporters.

The quiz runners-up settled for one AK-47 and ammunition.

Al-Shabaab and allied Islamist groups seized control of Kismayo — one of the country’s main ports and imposed a strict form of Sharia law banning sports, DVDs and Western clothes.

"Don't Worry, We won't be here."

Barak Obama and Kevin Rudd are shown a time machine which can see 100 years into the future. The both decide to test it by asking a question each. Barak goes first

"What will the USA be like in 100 years time"

The machine whirrs and beeps and goes into action and gives him a printout,
he reads it out "The country is in good hands under the new president,
crime is non-existent, there is no conflict, the economy is healthy. There
are no worries"

Kevin thinks "Its not bad this time machine, I'll have a bit of
that" so he asks "What will Australia be like in 100 years time?"

The machine whirrs and beeps and goes into action, and he gets a printout.
But he just stares at it.

"Come on Kevin" says Barak, "What does it say?"

Kevin replies......."I can't tell ! Its all in Arabic!"

Sunday, 18 October 2009

This can happen to anyyone, Yes you too.

Subject: FW: A MUST READ TA. simple stroke detection you could save a life

STROKE:Remember The 1st Three Letters....S..T..R..

A nurse sent this and encouraged me to post it and spread the word. I agree.

If everyone can remember something this simple, we could save some folks. Seriously..

Please read:


During a BBQ, a friend stumbled and took a little fall - she assured everyone that she was fine (they offered to call paramedics) .....she said she had just tripped over a brick because of her new shoes.

They got her cleaned up and got her a new plate of food. While she appeared a bit shaken up, Ingrid went about enjoying herself the rest of the evening.

Ingrid's husband called later telling everyone that his wife had been taken to the hospital - (at 6:00 pmIngrid passed away.) She had suffered a stroke at the BBQ. Had they known how to identify the signs of a stroke, perhaps Ingrid would be with us today. Some don't die.... they end up in a helpless, hopeless condition instead.

It only takes a minute to read this....

A neurologist says that if he can get to a stroke victim within 3 hours he can totally reverse the effects of a stroke...totally. He said the trick was getting a stroke recognized, diagnosed, and then getting the patient medically cared for within 3 hours, which is tough.

Remember the '3' steps, STR . Read and Learn!

Sometimes symptoms of a stroke are difficult to identify. Unfortunately, the lack of awareness spells disaster. The stroke victim may suffer severe brain damage when people nearby fail to recognize the symptoms of a stroke.

Now doctors say a bystander can recognize a stroke by asking three simple questions:

S.... Ask the individual to SMILE.
T..... Ask the person to TALKand SPEAK A SIMPLE SENTENCE (Coherently, i.e.. It is sunny out today)
R ....Ask him or her to RAISE BOTH ARMS.

If he or she has trouble with ANY ONE of these tasks, call 000 immediately and describe the symptomsto the dispatcher.

New Sign of a Stroke -- Stick out Your Tongue

NOTE: Ask the person to 'stick' out his tongue. If the tongue is 'crooked', if it goes to one side or the other,that is also an indication of a stroke..

A cardiologist says if everyone who gets this e-mail sends it to 10 people; you can bet that at least one life will be saved.

I passed it on.... will you??

Now click on the book picture.
'Waving Goodbye to a Thousand Flies'. By JL Spencer.
Click the Book Pic at top right for Purchase info. Vest has received more books from the publisher, and more will arrive before Xmas, Email me for a Quote for a signed copy, AUSTRALIAN READERS $26..00. Overseas aprox $29..00 - $31..00 only eight weeks to go for xmas delivery.
Now as an entertainment bonus, google click on 'Gin the dancing dog'.Now you know me, I hardly ever send a funny or something interesting, but this I had to share - - E

Wednesday, 14 October 2009

Sober driver, Annoyed priest Arrogant Cop. Memories of yesteryear

A few years back a fair bit I had a attended the wedding of a son and daughter in law of a close friend.
After the reception when most of the guests had had a skinful, certain designated drivers ferried the guests to their homes or to other destinations.
Sitting in the middle seat at the back of the car was the Reverend who had conducted the wedding and was wearing a waist seat belt.
Before the first intersection a pedestrian ran across the road causing our driver to slam on the brakes and attracting the policeman ahead attending the car he had stopped in front of our car.
At the point in time when our driver braked, the Reverend in the middle seat was thrown forward by the force of inertia - also a wooden jacket clothes hanger which had been placed near the rear window earlier by the driver had found its way between the back of the Reverend and the back seat, both meeting on return impact.
I was more than a little surprised at the Reverends utterances who by the time the copper had arrived had removed his seat belt and had retrieved the clothes hanger and was waving it at the driver, on seeing this the copper stated "Not wearing a seat belt," The Rev replied of course I'm not can't you understand why you fool, while waving the clothes hanger at the cop, "Not sure what you're raving on about sir but that will be a seventy dollar fine".
At that point I left the vehicle by the curbside rear door and later caught a cab.
A few months ago I met the driver of the car in that incident who informed me that he was fined as well as the Reverend plus the Reverend was fined for unseemly language and violent behaviour, he also stated the old guy named Noel who was sat next to the Reverends other side had peed the back seat.
"Well I'm not surprised mate" I replied that old geezer lived in Marayong and was the same guy who on another occasion who peed the passenger seat in my old yellow business van, at the time he was as pissed as a fiddler when I hauled him out and sat him on a roadside seat and drove home.
Memories of yesteryear. VEST. (c)copyright.

Tuesday, 13 October 2009

Dirty Eateries.

Sydney Daily Telegraph MY FAVOURITE NEWSPAPER.Delivered daily to my door.

Dirty eateries escaping shame

From: DailyTelegraph
10ì>" 13, 2009
THEY are some of Sydney's filthiest kitchens and they remain a secret to the city's diners.
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Spring at last? Filthy smoking habits endorsed by Govt.

A most pleasant day today with all the correct spring ingredients following the recent confusing highs and lows.
A recent visit by our two local Granddaughters accompanied by Tim their daddy was unusually pleasant, I am waiting for confirmation on our proposed visit to relatives down the coast, Rosemary has this in hand or has she forgotten again?.
Last week while waiting around in the supermarket for Rosemary to turn up from the post office and lottery shop I stood staring at the large prominent sign near the FAG counter "SMOKING KILLS", its ominous message enough to strike fear into persons with half a brain.
"Can I help you sir" asked the sales person.
"Not me " I replied "I was saved from the wrath of Rothmans and having a stroke by lucky strike back in 86, But what amazes me is that your business and other businesses likened to this establishment are licenced to kill people who are stupid enough to smoke tobacco products, why on earth don't you refuse to sell tobacco.
His astonishing reply was that, the tax on fags garnered by the govt helped to pay the pensions of the elderly, mainly ex non smokers, and the more people smoked and paid these taxes the more likely they would not reach retiring age thereby saving the Govt heaps, also if we stopped selling fags and the like, our opposition would sell twice as many, but the worst scenario would be that I would be without a job.
So what's it to be, I dunno I replied, I'll just pop in the boozertorium and get me a couple of bots of J W.

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10 July 2007
Kiss a Non Smoker And Taste The Difference.

This is a Re-run

WHAT happened to the slogan 'Kiss a non smoker and taste the difference'?
Did the tobacco companies buy the copyright and ban its publication? if so what about having a new slogan! But remember the kids will have to see it too.
My partner and I are non smokers and only experience this dreadful problem at alcohol pumped up parties and other social gatherings.
What have you experienced when kissing a tobacco smoker? be careful now.
What are your thoughts on tobacco usage in general? like ban Smokes, ration them or tax them out of reach of people, or should we wear a non smokers badge which states,
"Blow that smoke in my face and you will die you bastard"
Remember you dopey smokers, It will reduce your shagging days considerably and each smoke an hour of your life.
Maybe smokers should be fitted with smoke stacks!!

ADD: My two local social clubs which are in a medium size category, segregate smoking areas, however, the gaming areas are all smoking areas, which in my opinion is totally wrong.
I try when possible to occupy an area in the clubs well away from the smokers but my clothing stinks of tobacco smoke when I arrive home.
If we non smokers survive another year we will see ALL smoking banned in pubs and clubs, then a rise in fees and possibly a few establishments going to the wall.

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Saturday, 10 October 2009

If you are on a state pension no need to read this .


In recent decades, rising globalization has forced governments to restrain their fiscal appetites. After the Reagan and Thatcher tax rate cuts of the 1980s, other countries were forced to respond with their own tax reforms. The growth of low-tax jurisdictions, or tax havens, has put further beneficial competitive pressure on governments with excessive tax rates. The result is that tax rates on income and capital have fallen significantly to the great benefit of global investment and growth.

These pro-growth reforms did not come about because governments suddenly realized that low tax rates are better for growth. Instead, politicians cut tax rates to prevent the geese that lay the golden eggs of prosperity from flying across the border.

Alas, there is now a rising big-government backlash against tax competition. Politicians have made unwise promises for ever-growing levels of redistribution and this is creating pressure for higher tax rates. But higher tax rates are particularly misguided when labor and capital can move to jurisdictions with better policy. This is why high-tax nations are seeking to curtail tax competition and are working through international bureaucracies such as the Organization for Economic Cooperation and Development to create an "OPEC for politicians."

Tuesday, 6 October 2009

Growing or Going Bananas

Dear relatives and blogger friends.

Haven't ventured forth at all for over ten days, a bout of 'Colley Wobbles flu and several other aches and pains have restricted me to pottering in the garden and catching up with elusive problems. The temp today noon 17 CEL yesterday 13 CEL last week 38 Cel and we are almost into mid spring and the weather patterns are going beserk.

Tele marketer(charity) called today, told the towel head that when my income from UK gets back to normal 45P's not 55P's give me a buzz. That goes for junior relatives too. Get yourselves a job during your school hols. fifty bucks tax free if you cut our grass to our liking, 2.5 hrs our mower and fuel,and no free beer.

Had a lazy day in the galley today, knocked up decadent fish & chips with misc veggies with Banana and Custard to follow.

Thinking of bananas.
Festering within the general public prior to the previous General election, lurked the possibility that should PM,(Draft dodger and chicken hawk)John Howard; actually win the election but retire from office thus giving the health minister and treasurer access to the two top jobs in Govt, would be tantamount to Australia being ridiculed worldwide. This is why the electorate voted labour (labor) And avoided having Australia left in charge of two Chumps called "Abbott and Costello".
After a decade of Lib intervention, national pride more flag crap and republic issues will be reshuffled to sort out the Pro's and Con's. Much emphasise is to put on the Aus Flag not becoming A Green Square Flag embossed with a golden Crescent, or Banana.
Whether the Lizard of Oz, Ex PM Paul Keating was getting it right or not, Strayer aint a Banana Republic yet, mainly thanks to Royalists like finally expired ex Queensland premier and peanut farmer, Jo Bonkers Bananas AKA Joh Bjelke-Petersen. Oh I nearly forgot that other twit our leader of the opposition - Malcolm 'The Turncoat' Turnbull; who is real 'Slow lane Material' and not to be trusted under any circumstances; hardly a Solon more a Dracon.
After cyclone larry 'back a bit' when the banana industry took a belting and bananas were listed in the blue chip pages and needless to say that, only stockbrokers could send their kids to school wiv a nana in their picnic hamper, cos these yellow potassium bombs had reached twelve bucks a kilo at Con the green grocer's in western Sydney, wouldn't like to guess the Double Bay hike.
Eventually after several months, bananas began hitting the stalls from neighboring Banana republics despite the usual ban on imports and pest control regulations. the need to feed and defeat the greed of the slow talking banana benders up in Queensland was given the go ahead. "Time flies like a arrow" so it is said. However "Fruit Fies like a banana"
Strict pest controls on the fruit coming in enabled bananas to become more plentiful and it is now possible to buy bananas around a dollar fifty if you look around. this new oligopoly prevents those charlatans up north having the monopoly and squeezing us southerners.
Anyhow, did you know that only 40 percent of that banana is edible, but the skins make great fertilizer.
I usually have an apple a day 85 per cent consumable and does you more good than a Nana.

A late addition from my niece Christine.

For all those men who say, Why buy a cow when you can get milk for free. Here's an update for you: Nowadays, 80% of women are against marriage, WHY? Because women realize it's not worth buying an entire pig just to get a little sausage.
And as for bananas, Men are like bananas the older they get, the less firm they become.

Why do women always have the last say?
Back later. Vest.

Chow Mein, has a sinister ring to it.

Once Formosa as I knew it during conflict back in 45, Taiwan, after a few transitions meaning departing Nip pongoes and the arrival of Chiang kai shek fleeing national army in disarray pursued by Commo Mau, has now settled down after 50 years of confrontation to a Mexican stand off situation. although the general feeling is that conflict between the Sino Nats and Commo regime is becoming less likely each day. Part of this statement forms the opinion provided by recently returned Mr Ho,MD, whose revelations have prompted me to re-issue a former post on this blog.
For those who enjoy Chinese tucker, click yer chopsticks on this.

YUK YUK. But it's true, Dogs are still on the menu in TAIWAN and not just one type of dog, but any breed. This practice of rustling and eating your neighbours best friend is not new, but some unwary tourists found out too late that, the bone they were eating the meat from; that which they would normally give to Rover, was none other than Rover himself.
I have put together a possible Menu which could be encountered should you visit Taiwan (formerly Formosa)and be game enough to shake a canny chopstick or two at the curious canine cuisine, slobber yer chops on this lot, if you are barking mad.


Poached poodle with braised Boxer, Entree Sweet& sour Samoyed.

Curried Corgi in Royal Jelly, Entree Bitches tits with paw paw gravy.

Scotch Terrier in teriyaki sauce, entree Puree of Flench flied fleas.

Bow Wow Sum Chow, Entree Pekingese and Duck soup.

Bistro Menu

The following served with Vegetables or choice of salads.

Chihuahua and chips----Corned Collie and chips----Stir fried Spaniel and Fries.

Mongolian Mongrel Lamb----Mauser & Mushroom Omelet----Springer Spaniel Rolls.

Bitzer Schnitzels.---- All come with a free bowl of Stray dog combination soup.

ROAST OF THE DAY: French Greyhound Stuffed with Neutered Nuts (With garlic)

with condiments and compliments


ENJOY, Vest.

Vest Has Left the Building

To advise that Vest (Les Bowyer) passed away this morning. Regards, Chris (Son).