Saturday, December 18, 2004

My motor

This post is inspired by a fellow blogger who complained about the cost of repairs to his car.

My car is oldish, not as old as my Humber Super Snipe that I used to have, but almost 20 years old. It has great air-con, electric windows/mirrors, cruise control, heaps of courtesy lamps, heaps of storage pockets, multitude adjustable very comfortable seating, split rear seat for luggage carriage, an excellent radio/cassette, body and interior is in good condition, tinted windows that have been maintained, and the engine goes ok. I mainly use if to travel to and from work, otherwise it is public transport or my partners more modern car. For a long trip it is a hard choice, as his does not have cruise. But it is pre coffee cup holder. (Mazda 626 if you are wondering)

But why do I feel that I am such a loser for driving such an old car?

I visited a work mates place for lunch recently. He lives in Clayton and has a stunningly luxurious big 4WD, (SUV for you folk across the Pacific), but oh, what a squalid tasteless house. But no matter, he is a nice bloke and I think nothing less of him for where he lives or what he lives in, but I do think his priorities are odd. Why would he want spend so much money on a car, when his own house is so modest? (Grammar checker has just told me I have used a ‘reflexive pronoun’, sorry about that. Revision considered and denied, thank you Bill)

Oh, a collision outside just happened, cnr Kingsway and St Kilda Rd, but not doing the biffo though, boring.

Well, that ties in, hey. How paranoid would you be driving a smart new car, only to have someone slam the door into it in a carpark.

I know I am wrong as nearly everyone has a car newer than mine, but (partner inserts a drawn out moan) that is me. I just don’t care about a new car. Power steering is good, electric windows for windows other that the driver is good, cruise control is ok, but I don’t care much about them. I do care about air-con though, at home, at work and in the car. An essential. Don’t quote me, but I think the first cars with air-con appeared in India in the late 1930s, in cars owned by the Raj but they only had punkah wallahs at home.

Friday, December 17, 2004

Modern youth wireless

The cleverness of young people amazes me at times. On Joy I hear very talented young broadcasters, and now, thanks to my luddite technology radio cassette tape recorder, I am up to speed with Internationl Affair, a SYN FM radion show presented by Agent Fare Evader .

The Agent is very talented and presents his program well. His speech is clear, if very rapid fire, but I think that is the way of youth radio broadcasting. He drops his g's in the right places, just like a professional. I like the music, (modern Indian dance music for the want of the correct term), but after an hour of it, it has a certain sameness to it that becomes wearing. Of course some is better than others and I could easily find a few tracks that I would like to hear again. One was familiar to me as I hear it sometimes at an Indian friend's house and another I had already downloaded coz I liked it.

Well done AFE, keep it up.

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Thursday, December 16, 2004

Great night

Last Saturday we attended the annual carol night put on by the Melbourne Gay and Lesbian Chorus , accompanied by the Melbourne Rainbow Band. The venue was the courtyard at the Prahran Market and it is a fantastic night.

There were some straight folk, a few kiddies, but the majority of the estimated 600 strong audience were g and l. The performers were sex, age and ethnically diverse. Always good to see.

Our table of 22 shrank to about 18 as a few did not turn up, but we had a prime viewing and listening possie once again, thanks to Irene (Irene Chapman Antiques, 126 Bay St, Brighton).

Lesson learned, rather than have Hungry Jacks first and spend heaps on too much wine, eat a meal from Fresky's and take you own wine.

Pencil it your 2005 diaries, early December, you won't be sorry.

Crims, kero and big brother

Criminals have to be quite smart nowdays. I heard on the radio today something about something or someone getting torched. The person who did it bought five or seven bottles of kerosene from a Bunnings Hardware store. The police know that this particular kerosene can only be bought at Bunnings and yet they cannot find out who is the guilty person.

Am I overestimating technology? A sale of five or seven bottles sale of kerosene should not be hard to find via the cash register/stock control database. Check the date, time, and location of the sale and then view the cctv footage of that store at that particular time. Perhaps the person was hooded and covered up and there isn’t clear footage, or maybe the camera was defective.

Cameras surround us, our movements tracked via our cards of various types or our public transport tickets and the future will only bring more of the same. We are prepared to accept this for its advantages to us, the benefits of convenience and wanting to keep up with technology.

Btw, highriser had a sickie yesterday. I actually wasn’t feeling too good, but not totally incapacitated.

Big database in sky, that work fortunately cannot access, noticed that highriser came and went from his building five times, three times via the main entrance and twice via the car park (recording of activity of his remote control). Tram cam to record motorists passing a stationary tram recorded him crossing once in the direction of 711. One of his car park exists was in his car (city link etag). He was observed by road cameras travelling down St Kilda Rd and the crossing Commercial Rd and Punt Rd. He bought a parking ticket in the Coles/Safeway carpark. He used his credit card to pay for cake board at Essential Ingredient in Prahran Market. Seen on cctv in Prahran car park and various other cameras in the area. His Medicare card was used at Prahran Market Clinic (not true actually). He caught the 220 bus at such and such time and the 72 tram at such and such time in the later in the day. He boarded here and alighted at these locations. Cctv on the bus tells he read the paper on the bus. Cctv on the tram tells he looked out the window and glanced around at his fellow passengers. Cameras in Prahran area also again saw him. He paid for a AA battery charger at Tandys in Chapel St, but had previously been seen in Safeway examining something similar. He had picked up some almond icing in the store and left it at the battery charger area, thinking he would have to come back. Staff challenged him as he exited store to show what was in his bag, but he pretended he didn’t hear and kept walking. Observed by cctv buying a piece of tandoori chicken by Pran Central cameras. Observed by street cctv having coffee outdoors in Commercial Rd at Eugenis cake shop. He went back to Safeway and bought almond icing, after retrieving it from where he left it. Mobile phone record shows the calls he made and received and he did not venture outside his home area and Prahran. But mobile phone went into a dead area for four hours within his building (committee meeting room). He spent this many hours on the internet at these times. Here is a list of all sites he has visited and has visited in the past year. He received these emails and sent these ones. (Note email to suspected steroid abuser in Sydney, case pending) He made these calls from his home phone. His utility usage dropped off at 10.40 pm, so we would assume he went to bed.

I am sure there is stuff I have missed, and if we did not live in a civilized society I would be worried. Perhaps I should be anyway.

But why the **** can’t police catch criminals?

Wednesday, December 15, 2004

Nastiness on public transport

I guess it is sort of expected that old people will mutter and moan about young people and what they get up to. And young people will whinge about stupid and slow old people.

While I am mainly familiar with the more expensive areas of Melbourne, and the kids mostly go to private schools, I expect this goes for the whole of Melbourne, in fact most places.

On public transport I have never seen such nastiness and vindictiveness from a young person towards an old person as I have from an old person towards a young person. Yes, teenagers can be noisy, unthinking, careless and inconsiderate. But the sheer venom in their voices that I have heard old people use towards young people really makes me wonder how they got to old age and have no memory of being young.

To contrast, I have seen so many courteous acts by young people towards older people, mostly graciously received, but not always. Overseas students seem to be a shining example but even on a day to day basis, Aussie brought up kids seem to treat old people with concern and respect, although they could never be called obsequious.

Please Allah, should I make it too old age, don't make me one of those crabby old people who hates young people.