how long Chris Liddell can hold his breath for in the swamp?
..just breathe through a straw man, perhaps?
I’m all ears.
Children of the corn?
...the Super Bowl?
I just like to add that the superb owl is a symbol of transition...
A german owned NZ women's magazine doubles down on the Dipton dude.
and another precis:
...but he did receive a call from the POTUS...
Instead they talked about golf.
No mention that Trump wished our country a happy 177th birthday either, no indication the US State department or his close advisers had briefed Trump with any useful information about our nation.
As to the Australian 1250 refugees, one would think that if they passed the USA's 'heavy vetting' that they should be of fine enough character to stay in Australia - a nation ostensibly initially populated by refugees and convicts you'd think would have more compassion.
Compulsive liars shouldn’t frighten you. They can harm no one, if no one listens to them. Compulsive believers, on the other hand: they should terrify you. Believers are the liars’ enablers. Their votes give the demagogue his power. Their trust turns the charlatan into the president. Their credulity ensures that the propaganda of half-calculating and half-mad fanatics has the power to change the world.
Washington: Damn it – he thought he was king.
In discovering late Friday that as president he's one of three intermeshed branches of government, Donald Trump belittled the jurist who had pulled him up quick-smart, as a "so-called judge" and his ruling that iced Trump's immigration crackdown as "ridiculous."
But much to their amazement, Trump and the Bannon bunch keep running into this brick wall – it's called American democracy.
TV One News invented a new word last night 'expediate' !
(in lieu of expedite)
Matt Nippert's Herald story on Thiel's profitable (for him) VIF partnered deal has Thiel becoming a 'New Zeander'
and the Herald's Leader writer can't even spell Barack Obama's name (Barrack)!
Small blows against the empire of language and communication perhaps, but each one dilutes and diminishes... close enough ain't good enough.
I was born the same year as Scott Base,
at the start of the IGY, but in Chchch…
Once late last century when I used to do graphic work for the NZ Antarctic Programme – later Antarctica NZ – I had to stitch together
a panorama of Cape Roberts to present to the project leader (part of ongoing Andrill research) - it was also how they had to leave the site after the project finished.
The photos were taken on the day I was born as part of the IGY!
it was a spooky feeling seeing those reflected photons,
trapped in silver amber since my first air-breathing moment
some of that same snow may have been core-sampled
as they drilled back through time…
I wonder if (hope) Antarctica NZ has updated my amateurish illustrations in the reversible Field and First Aid Manual?
Grass roots, fighting the American dream.
We are the porina merica...