Reference :- It's Melbourne Cup day , and time to prove you are a true Aussie by supporting the horse racing industry . It's our national duty , no less .
Good morning Peta . It's always a pleasure to see your smiling face and cheerful enthusiasm . In this instance , for gambling a few quid each way on the neddies . You certainly present a stark contrast to my son , Ken junior, who is slamming doors and ramping up his petulance as I write .
The "pest" , to use your word , is very upset about cruelty to horses , and all because of Andy Bolt . It was bad enough when Andy appeared to gloat over dying walruses , but all that footage today showing horses being beaten and killed has really got him going . Andy gloating again didn't help. I have told him the industry is a good little earner for some , excluding the occasional problem gambler , but he tenaciously holds to his view that the money doesn't justify the cruelty , the lies , and the illegal carry on . He also points out that 90% of Australians have no interest in the so called " sport " these days .
So this is what I have told him , and I herewith pass it on to you , Peta . It might come in handy if you are cornered by an activist .
Even though 90% of Australians don't care a fig for horse racing , that doesn't mean it isn't a symbol of our proud nation , deserving of everybody's support . A spectacle like the Melbourne Cup , joyfully held beneath the watchful eye of drone surveillance while the drunken fans guzzle fake champagne from plastic cups is quintessentially Australian.
If a horse is shot , while revellers vomit beside the overflowing portaloos, flash their intimate garments , and openly brawl , that sends a message to the world , telling them the kind of fun loving no-nonsense types we are . And even the fact that foreign owned horses keep beating us in our own race shows the world what good losers we are . I agree with you Peta , The Melbourne Cup certainly showcases Australian society to the world . I wouldn't miss it for quids . My neighbour , Trevor , has decanted the still , taken the day off work at the sawmill , and has a bet going with me . Ten quid , even money , that a horse gets shot , and same money , same odds , that a surveillance drone snaps a photo of somebody's naked butt that subsequently goes viral . It's just our harmless once a year flutter on the cup , though we are not regular punters .
It's all fun , isn't it Peta ? Break a leg . Your comrade , Ken
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