The Wax Conspiracy

Poor people who can't drive are actually the healthy, wealthy ones

Awakeness. That state of being, staring up at the bed ceiling for days on end, hacking the wheeze of your lungs. Lungs coated in petrol siphoned from your employer's car, or even of your neighbour's teenage child. Because we all know, if you can afford to run a car, you can afford to sleep.

Earlier in the week, Federal Treasurer Joe Hockey comes out telling citizens to calm down about a potential rise in fuel excise. Only those that can afford a car in the first place need worry about any income erosion. Those without are clearly too poor to be up in arms about anything like that.

The poorest people either don't have cars or actually don't drive very far in many cases. But, they are opposing what is meant to be, according to the Treasury, a progressive tax.

Naturally, waiting for the weekend news dead cycle, Hockey apologises for his crass comments, in effect surmising his sorrow at the debacle along the lines of, "I'm deeply sorry I have to help lord over a bunch of mobility-desolate welfare addicts who insist on being able to travel of their own accord." This remark sponsored by Honda.

Poor people of course, as it is known, take the majority of their drug runs and Centrelink trips back and forth via public transport. However, if you're in Sydney, that's going to be a hit on you again with the Opal card picking up forced steam. To ensure the filth keep to the tracks, each card means signing over your information in order to better track your whereabouts and wherehavebeens.

If you like the concept of anonymous travel, they are at least offering you the chance to purchase unregistered Opal cards up until September. Anonymous until you need to actually use it and then link your credit or debit card details with its purchase. No cash top-ups allowed.

Unless travel with the new Opal cards is too expensive compared to driving in your own car. But if you have a car to use instead you're not poor at all. Or the car is Brigadoon, popping up when you need it, once a year at most. You're not rich after all.

Our governments, helping us realise our own inner beauty of being so wealthy we don't have to worry about how we get about. A naiant fish has us all (at peak hour).

If you can't drive or make your own way around, you may resort to fixing your needs via front door delivery service (because it's still dietary fibre to the node, not the actual premise).

Be careful though, if, having to turn away from getting to your drugs off the street you have to order them online, or if you have to receive your orders from SMERSH. Don't do that, lest you want the government to track not tracking the tracking of your Internet footprint. But then only criminals who aren't already using services like Tor have anything to fear about their online movements.

Unless this is really all an attempt to usher in a healthier society. When everyone is walking or biking back and forth as their only means of transport, they'll be exercising out Australia's too high a spot on the fattest Western nations.

The fine line between excise and exercise is a trip to the hospital.

Ethan Switch

Written on Friday, 15 August 2014

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