Oh frabjous joy ...
And what about the morbid body count at reptile HQ?
Et tu Bronnie? A love child no more, or a bastard child evicted from hearth and heart?
But on with the moping, brooding reptiles.
The pond has already noted the dog botherer's valiant outing, but let's now get into the sordid details:
Hmm, if the pond may be so bold, it's time for a little bit of Eisensteinian montage, a quick cross-cutting featuring a guest speaker who rarely makes it into the pond, because of the utter disbelief that she exists and the HUNsters pay her to scribble:
Oh no, cruel prophetess, oh stark ominous figure contemplating the Macbethian cauldron, will all those who've admired Malware's excellent work destroying the fibre dream and replacing it with copper have a few unkind words for their hero?
But what of the dog botherer, currently enveloped with hopes and dreams? Will he too turn on his marginal man with lawn-mower? After all, the dog botherer did much splendid work with Malware in his GG utegate days:
Surely this will sooth his conservative colleagues?
Oops, softly, softly, what sayeth the panhandler?
Eloquent, full of class, except for that bit about the bile in the Murdoch media ...
Sorry, then the pond was blinded by the tears at the thought of the brutal political assassination, and the hurt, and the deep love, and the unquenchable desire to give back and the deep humility.
And so to wrap things up with the dog botherer, and his admiration for the brutal assassin, and what do you know, he's deeply concerned about the siren song of the love media and the twittersphere:
Yes, because when Turnbull spoke this way ...
“The Australia of the future has to be a nation that is agile, that is innovative, that is creative. We can’t be defensive, we can’t future-proof ourselves.
“We have to recognise that the disruption that we see driven by technology, the volatility in change is our friend if we are agile and smart enough to take advantage of it.”
... he certainly didn't mean Twitter or any of that other new-fangled new media nonsense or fibre or the full to overflowing intertubes.
He meant Australia must be as visionary and as forward-thinking, as future-proofing as Tony Abbott's excellent vision of the future. He meant copper and fibrous nodes and dinosaurs, all deeply worthy of a man who resigned by fax, a far more advanced and modern and current technology than carrier pigeon!
And now, after that excellent Shakespeare (not the Macbeth one, the other one), it's time for another celebration of a splendid record: