I might be playing with fire here. I might be turning my F-14 towards the control tower for as-yet-unauthorised low-altitude pass.
I am referring to an article in The Age about Victoria Police settling a case concerning the practice of “racial profiling of Afro-Australian men”.
I am refering to the first time I have ever seen the term Afro-Australian in print in all seriousness.
My dad had a perm in the early 80s. I think it had something to do with Air Supply being famous and my mother’s nagging skills. I’m not exactly sure what made him do it but those were different times and you could call his old hair-do an Afro. You might go so far as to call it a bad one, but that would imply some degree of profiling. Anyway, I think I just found out I am descended from an Afro-Australian.
What form do I fill out to get money?
Well played, Xiao Rudd, well played.
I must give a sly nod to the little prat. He’s done well. He’ll be back. Our beloved leader is about 6 months past the use-by date I gave her when the childless, unmarried, middle-aged and ball-breaking woman living with a male hairdresser (but not a lesbian, why would you ever think she was?) won the election.
I was right about Ashton and Demi, I will be right about Julia.