The Bali bombers have been executed.
I think they were loathsome fascists and anti-Semites who should have rotted in an Indonesia prison for the rest of their lives, forgotten and unmourned.
However, what gets my goat is that the usual suspects have been jumping up and down, saying “the Australian Government should have done more to stop the executions”.
Umm, chaps? They were Indonesian citizens, sentenced by an Indonesian court and executed by an Indonesian firing squad.
The Australian Government (and opposition as well) has made quite clear its opposition to the death sentence around the world. It’s the height of arrogance to imagine it could do anything more.
I have to admit that if I was going to be executed*, firing squad would probably be my preferred method**.
*After a great big, slap-up meal of Beef Wellington and a couple of bottles of a decent red.
*Not that it’s likely I’d be offered a choice.
Monday, November 10, 2008
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I'm kind of hoping Ramon that I'm not corresponding (even if behind the thin veil of pseudonyms) with someone who is likey to do anything that would incur the death penalty.
I dunno about the death penalty wari, but the Thais get a bit upset if you call their king a "cunt cunt".
They're probably using the wrong epees, Witchie.
Are they giving you 'offence' there Witchie? Hur hur...
*ahem*
Ramon, they don't much Him (note capitals just in case) being called a pumpkin either, apparently.
Witchie, what kind of fence? I know a couple of guys here who can knock up a cyclone fence topped with razor wire in a jiffy. And they'll do a number on your existing tradesmen for no extra charge.
If I had a couple of bottles of red they wouldn't have to shoot me. I'd already be dead
As for a number on the current fencers, I'll bake your guys a cake if they come and do it NOW!
Sorry, but there's not another flight south until tomorrow. Not to mention getting visas out of the Aussie High Comm at this time of year. I'm south this friday, I'll come and do it myself.
the last 2 were paling
Don't you mean appalling, Witchie?
We can keep up the fence puns all day, you know.
One thing I can say for my husband, he can build it, fix it, grow it, mow it, breed it, kill it, vaccinate it or tile it and he gets it done on time and with style. The man can do anything from giving an ostrich an injection to building a house to making stained glass windows. If we're going to have a fence, we may as well have electric gates, solar lighting, concrete pylons with in built planter pots and decorative panels. There is no such thing as tradesmen or contractors in our lives.
If they were fascist anti-semite Arabs killing Israelis, Socialist Alliance would be proclaiming them heroes.
Patchouligirl: You would easily recognise me in the street. I am the exact opposite to your husband. I can't open a can of tuna without injuring myself.
I am the exact opposite to your husband Yes. Although he does own a chainsaw and drink beer, there the similarity ends. He is not interested in sport, books (except 'how to' books, of which he has an extensive collection) and has no musical talent. He doesn't know where the 'enter' key is on a computer and has never considered what will happen when he dies - he probably just hopes he makes good compost for something else to grow in! He votes Green, recycles religiously and likes milo on his ice cream.
Ramon.
I know who you are.
Journalist, wears ripped, faded old black t-shirts on air, you're Gideon Haigh!
Curse you Louche!
My secret identity - revealed!!
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