CAUSALITY

In today’s lesson we shall address the word ‘causality’ defined in Macquarie ‘fuzzy search’ (listen up folk we’re talking new words here) as 1. “the relation of cause and effect” and 2. “causal quality or agency”. It should not be confused with casualty, defined by the same source as “any person injured accidentally” now more commonly referred to as “collateral damage”. I make this distinction only because it is easy to confuse these two words in today’s prime example; the arrival of this sever head cold on the eve of the day one week ago that I took a sickie, which I explained to my superiors with the words head and cold and in that order. Is it just me or are there others out there who find this sort of thing happening as the rule rather than the exception. I’ve long since foresworn using a brother’s funeral as an excuse and even with an abundance of them (brothers) I’m sure I hear over the hum of the computer a collective sigh of relief.

Now I don’t know that I want to delve into “causal quality or agency” which might only lead to a continuing long line of Macquarie definitions. Suffice to say that to me it sounds like a disaster, something along the lines Cyclone Belinda currently ravaging both NSW State and Federal politics. No I’ll stick with “the relation of cause and effect” which is as confusing as this simple child wants to get. Ouch, now having become so involved in that great intro, (it was great don’t you think?), I’ve completely forgotten what it was I set out to say. Dementia obviously, wow that’s it, I’m back, ‘causality’, class dismissed while I’m in touch. Lucky you.

Let’s switch to ‘casuality’ for which Macquarie even in fuzzy mode has no explanation (a genuinely new word, how exciting, you can do this yourself, Kelly does) which in that great, soon to be, lexicon “Bob’s Wobbly Words” is defined as 1. casual quality or agency or 2. looking cool in “whatever” Y-fronts. To help us in this class I have introduced this static video, Mmm just a moment while I adjust this machine.





Now here we see a man so cool he is happy to carry his substantial colostomy bag right down High Street for all to see. While others may be nattier dressers, self aggrandising “look at me mum” extroverts, ever safe conservatives, or just sexy guys showing some leg as they appear here in diminishing order, his no neck, vertically challenged, porcine posture is turned positively alluring by his daring. So what if the bloke next to him was eight foot tall with not just a tailor but a whole fashion house in his employ, this dudes cool. The others might be younger, more hirsute, and able to afford suits from Ruben F. Scarfe before they made their way through Vinnie’s but he wears his with rumpled elegance and few would notice that the previous double breasted now barely does single.
He has the essence of casualty, Oops casuality and it shows.

Dear Kell

Thank you for the picture essay of your unlikely English surfing safari and the accompanying exposure of your equally unlikely English tanned bodies. Nice to see that all that booze has not turned to fat (we worry you know) Mart too looks shapely. I do hope you’ve taught him about Block Out in anticipation of his visiting our shores and that he has acquainted you with vitamin D supplement whilst in his domain.

Aunty