Our bonus is this which came from the Front the day after last week’s dispatch was received. 

Dear readers,

In yesterday’s (last week’s) Dispatch I had 59 years reduced to “almost half a century”. And, no, I didn’t sneak this in to check if you were paying attention (and some of you were). I now suspect this Freudian slip slipped in because “nearly half a century” has a nicer ring to it than “nearly six decades”.

No, the actual reason for my error is that I don’t have the luxury at my disposal of an editor. Those true unsung heroes of the literary world- the editors and translators.

Tina Arena- Unsung Hero: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_E_naDXcMNw

A further snippet from the Wikipedia entry on B. Traven’s ‘Deathship’

“Just before the German version went to press, the publisher wrote to Traven asking for publicity information and photographs. The author replied:

My personal history would not be disappointing to readers, but it is my own affair which I want to keep to myself. I am in fact in no way more important than is the typesetter for my books, the man who works the mill; … no more important than the man who binds my books and the woman who wraps them and the scrubwoman who cleans up the office.”

So this from my dad’s anecdotes (he told it to me in Dutch, this is my English translation):

JULY‘07- Jacobs was the best bookbinder in Oberhausen. He was always busy and earned good money, but he was a tiny man, who for years had been threatening to hang himself from the highest tree in Oberhausen. All of a sudden, he did; from the lowest branches of the highest tree in Oberhausen. Because my father was the Chairman of the Dutch Association, it was his duty to notify Mrs. Jacobs. I was only a little boy, when my dad took me along for ‘support’. When Mrs. Jacobs heard what had happened, she asked: had her husband used the highest tree in Oberhausen? When my father confirmed that, she burst out laughing. After a while my dad started laughing with her, and in the end all three of us where laughing our heads off. After all those years, I can still picture the scene. Poor woman.

A friend sent me this link  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T1-cES1Ekto it tells the story of Alfred Wegener whose 1915 Theory of Continental Drift caused him to be dismissed as a crack-pot only to be posthumously reinstated as a genius.

Aboriginal Australia produced a large number of unsung heroes. History is replete with the names of explorers who ventured into the barren inland. The “native boys” who made it possible for some of these explorers to survive and succeed by leading them to water are all but forgotten and often weren’t recorded in the first place, certainly not by name.

And then of course there are the unsung Aboriginal heroes of the present.

Bay City Rollers- ‘Yesterday’s Hero’ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5u-rYzSSs7U 

Dag,

Frenk

‘Mother Nature’ in Houston. Nothing to do with Gobal warming.

Whilst the Federal Government has no energy policy and will do whatever it takes to stick to the age-worn benefits of a strident and singular coal policy it is instructive to take a look at our near neighbours the U.S and see what they’re doing to tackle climate change head on.

Well folks, it’s almost the same as what’s going on here.

Some of the states have gone it alone, and are busy doing their own energy policy, whilst the rest of em are leaving it to God and providence. And coal.

Houses under water. The cleansing effect of not having a climate policy.

Which is good, because just in case you noticed, what used to be a one in ten year event, a one in fifty year event or a one in one hundred year event, and the latest a one in five hundred year event is now a yearly event. That’s it folks, from 500 to 100 to yearly. And that’s not all, this hurricane, is bigger and better than the last. But at last there are flood management plans…and they’re all entirely do able. Cos we’ve been told so by the first man of America Donald. ‘To trust in God’.

Donald says that Texas can take it. And taking it up the choof is what they’re famous for. The floods there have been horrendous, the worst ever, but nothing to do with climate change. The floods in Louisiana, the worst ever in living memory, and if you calculate it, probably the worst in six thousand years, (that’s when Noah, embarked on the ark, and saved all species excepting those who were destined to be destroyed and swallowed up by the flood ordained by a kind, all pervading, all knowing God).

Soddom and Gomorrah, destroyed by an “all loving God” for daring to conduct a same sex marriage vote.

God in his righteous fury not only destroyed the cities of Soddom and Gomorrah for having a non binding, non compulsory same sex vote, but for being evil and indulging in aything from same sex marriage to stoning women on any other day than a Sunday.

Noah is blessed by an all loving God for not having a climate policy and condemning the rest of humanity to a rightous loving death.

That’s why the people of New Orleans, Texas and Florida can take it. It’s God’s will and nothing to do with unprecedented ocean warming and changed cycles due to man made climate change. And to prove it we know that this hurricane, this adornment of “mother nature” is just another natural cycle, and nothing to do with the predictions based on climate science, because as our acting Prime Minister, Saint Tone of the Santamaria says, ‘climate change is crap’. And just for believing it, you deserve to be stoned, mutilated and trod on by an all caring, all knowing loving God.

So drown you Louisianans, and know that this time round the winds of wrath and the righteous flood is colour blind, and whether you be black, white or polka-dot, you know that according to Rupert, and Donald, this has nothing to do with climate change. And besides, from the flood, a cleansing of streets and houses, and furniture will result in more God-fearing people, returning to God. And with that God-fearing comes certainty and the conviction that an renewable energy policy is wrong. And why, because it is written.

And who wrote it?

Not God stupid.

Saint Tone of Santamaria. Ordained by God and Lord Rupert of Murdoch for eschewing an evil Climate Policy.

But Lord Rupert of Murdoch, supreme leader of Christendom.