WRY & DRY #2: Borisgonski
Borisconi was straight out of ancient Greek central casting. He was blessed by the gods with brilliance, breeding, ambition, (in his youth) good looks and easy charm. But the gods also gifted him flaws: arrogance, dishonesty, explosions of childishness and a wandering sexual appetite.
“Whom the gods would destroy they first make mad.”
Wry & Dry #37: 29 April 2022
With headlines normally reserved for the death of a princess (or the marriage of one), the media feverishly leapt on Wednesday’s news that Australia’s inflation hit 5.1%, the highest since, well, the last time it was this high.
Wry & Dry #36 22nd April 2022
Wry & Dry chose sorting his sock drawer over watching the first election debate between PM Jimmy Morrison and Wannabee PM Albo. And having read the media reports on the wordfest, he senses he made the right decision. And is moved to ask the question, “Is this is as good as it gets?”
Admiral-General Morrison. Tsar Vlad on the couch. Sleepy Joe’s stagflation.
Admiral-General Morrison is hardly the very model of a modern Major-General. With little knowledge, one suspects, of “…information vegetable, animal and mineral”. Only of what needs to be done to win an election.
The new black is the old black. 1984 by 2024? Tsar Vlad on the couch.
Those born after about 1989 have enjoyed, more or less, an Elysian view of the world. An epic and chronic problem is… an internet outage for an hour. And then along came Tsar Vlad. His invasion of Ukraine is epic and its consequences will be chronic.
Ukraine: Special edition of Investment Matters. Tsar Vlad will take whatever he wants. Olympic cow.
It’s not about NATO. Or the EU. It’s about an old man, soon to be 70, the object of whose belief was shattered 21 years ago. Who now seeks to rebuild something in which he can believe. No matter the cost.
Election? What election? Darkness at noon. History: Tsar Vlad is wrong.
Mrs. Jimmy Morrison gave a soft interview on a normally hard-edged (if tabloid) television programme. Wry & Dry was surprised that the soundtrack from the Ten Commandments wasn’t played. Or a clip from Happy Days not shown.
Barnaby’s back. Macron goes to Moscow. Hardest place for business.
Textgate is yet another traitorous brain fade from Barnaby. Critically, it now gives the compilers of the Oxford English Dictionary the opportunity to insert “Barnaby” into the lexicon. As a noun; in the manner of “Quisling”.
Year of the RAT. Borisconi awaits. Ukraine requests weaponry, Germany sends?
For PM Jimmy Morrison 2022 will be the Year of the RAT. That clever pathology device – with easy-to-read instructions and yielding a result within 15 minutes – will be his downfall. Or, rather, the inability to provide plenty enough, soon enough, to voters who have had enough.
Massive bumper Christmas Issue. Wry & Drys of the Year.
Wry & Dry looks back at a year highlighted by the suffocating imposition of Chairman Dan’s view of freedom and PM Jimmy Morrison’s ability to never miss an opportunity to miss an opportunity to show sound judgement.