It's a Gambol

What about those two Chinese security guards who knocked off the bank vault they were protecting for the equivalent of $7.8 US millions and lost most of it on the lottery. Talk about gambling addiction, is it possible to even imagine what they might have won. Naturally their also loosing their lives, property crime is serious stuff in their part of town.

I was intrigued to read in the Telegraph motoring supplement on Friday, an article, no make that promotional piece, lauding the new right hand drive Hummer coming on to the Aussie market, as derivative of the Humvee famous for its troop carriage in the Iraqi war. This cast an interesting contrast to an item in the Herald on the same day indicating that US forces in Iraq were becoming impatient with delays in delivery of larger MRAP* vehicles with V shaped armored undercarriage to replace the sexy frog bellied Humvee which provided little protection against Iranian designed land mines, and had been all but abandoned by US troops. This presents the conundrum. Should I cancel my order for the new metallic orange hummer which now revealed as having a too soft underbelly will fade from public perception and Arnold Schwarzenegger’s garage as the #1 macho brut accoutrement for this or any other SNAG (I’d thought it could provide a sensitive balance of ying yang) to become little more than transport for third world livestock. Would such a cancellation send the right message, one of disgust with soft underbellies, to Hummer’s people or would it merely damage the bold US economy and thus delay even more the delivery of the MRAPs to Iraq, and risk even more casualties amongst those boys from the home of the brave. If the Heralds artist is to be trusted there would be no advantage, economic or social, in switching the order to the MRAP which looks like a close relative of those WW2 Toyota trucks which served as inspiration for early Land cruiser models. Little likelihood of finding one of them in Arnie’s garage in the near future, not at least until he finds himself fighting the real fight as anarchy sweeps the states and California stands as the last place on earth where a cool drink is to be found.
Whew the tempo of these Saturday nights just carry you away don’t they.
*Mine Resistant Ambush vehicle Program

It’s not well known but Jumping Jack Flash is buried here in London Street Enmore

Jack was a young wag in London during the swinging sixties who’s exploits, not unlike those of our very own Kelly, were immortalised in song by the Rolling Stones. Perhaps, Kell, if you come up with the right lick like “mega buff fab” and I’m sure you could, Silverchair or Hillsong or someone will immortalise you. Wadd’ya think