The swinging voterA tax is still a tax by any other name. That’s what I thought when Treasurer Scott Morrison announced the Levy for the five (5) major Australian banks who, so it seems, have been enjoying a secure ride to profit courtesy of Australian taxpayers. And taking credit for efficiency under false pretences. (Is that a banking pun?).

If there is one thing I’ve noticed over the years, it’s that banks don’t tow the line when government policy isn’t to their liking. They do what they want (think Interest Rates and Government huffing and puffing).

I’ve also noticed that Liberal governments occasionally announce a levy, co-payment or tax on ‘big business’ to identify as kindred spirits with the ordinary ‘battlers’ of Australia. That doesn’t fool anyone.

So I wonder. Who is really going to pay for this Major Bank Levy of 2017?

The banks are pouting a little, for show, over this financial imposition. Away from the cameras it’s business as usual. This includes finding ways to pass the Levy to customers.

Now I don’t pretend to know the economics of the Levy’s effectiveness. From what I’ve read it sounds good in theory, but uncertain in practice.

What I’m fairly sure of thoucoolclipsdotcomgh, is that taxes, like apples, are subject to gravity. Eventually they work their way to ground level where kindred spirits roam.

Words for today:     Gravity – an attractive force

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Posted by: Bruce | June 22, 2017

Friday on My Mind – The Easybeats 1966.

Haven’t heard this one for a while. A blast from the past with timeless sentiments for tomorrow. Not sure about the jackets.

When this track was out, I was too young to head for the city on Friday nights, but I remember it well and still like it. A favourite from more simple times.

Words for today;   Too young – a young shaver.

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Posted by: Bruce | April 11, 2017

The wonders of me – Good morning Hungary.

Failing again to pretend statistics aren’t important, this morning I just had to look and was rewarded with a single view from a single reader. Now this is not what I call viral but I’m happy. Being just a single view, it allows me to see what post was read. Once visits increase that’s usually not possible.

Just the country of origin is shown and in this instance, the country is Hungary. The view, though shown today, April 11, was before midnight April 10 allowing for time differences.

And I wonder about this reader and from where he/she read ‘John Travolta and Girls on Film – almost’. It’s a true story of a little brush with fame for three young women and myself. I hope you liked it and for others interested you can see it HERE . To the reader in Hungary,  ‘good morning’ for when the sun arrives in a few more hours. Or should I say szia?

When I think Hungary, I think Budapest and the Danube river, I think the Blue Danube Waltz by Johann Strauss ll (from up river a little ways). It took a bit to find a short video to squeeze into busy time frames but this is not too long and the frills more contemporary. The music, timeless.

Words for today;      Waltz – 123, 123, 123, 1

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This is my second post for Australia Day 2017. It’s a little bit after the event but I reckon that’s okay. Talk about daring.

There are no crude words as in the first, this is wholesome stuff. You can see the crude word by clicking here, you might even get a laugh. It’s not that crude, really. Well, it is a bit.

January 26, and I headed to my Mum’s place. The day was very warm and very muggy, a typical summer day hoping for a storm. News on the radio mentioned the Australia Day/Invasion Day debate and BBQ’s being held by Aussies of all ancestry and religions.

I really only wanted some time with Mum without controversy but acknowledged to myself that 1/ our indigenous Aussies have a point. and 2/ it must be tough being an ordinary muslim Aussie.

We drove from Tanilba Bay to Fingal Bay. The plan for Mum (92 yrs) and I was to find a water view and pork a Magnum Classic avec conversation. This was achieved after fighting through crowds at Nelson Bay and Shoal Bay, a toilet stop, find a shop and parking before the ice cream melted down our shirts. Estimated travel time approx. 45mins, today 5-9 hours.

The photos tell the story of our ordinary outing. Click on any pic for quick presentation of bigger images (low res). My images except for the thongs.

The Koala featured is the reason for this post. I have seen video and photos of Koalas crossing roads but not with my own eyeballs. This day I did. As I exited Tanilba Bay this chunky chap looked left, right, left, right, crossed the road and scaled the old gum tree. Plenty of cars and homes around too. My camera was handy.

Words for today;      The lucky country – hope it stays this way

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