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I put this in the wrong post yesterday so put it again here as most appropriate place.
I’m adding the second line and invite others to add their own lines – so they fit within the song as below. Would anyone like to join me in an irrelevant, irreverent Chwismas song to the tune of The partridge in the pear tree?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oyEyMjdD2uk
1st line.
On the First Day of Christmas my true love gave to me –
A binary facsimile.
On the Second Day of Christmas my true love gave to me –
Two foreign wars….
If eodeos are out what bout this replacing. Of course it requires riding and reining skills.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ranch_sorting
Ranch sorting and its sister discipline, team penning, are regulated by the United States Team Penning Association (USTPA), headquartered in Ft. Worth, Texas.[3] The USTPA was founded in 1993 in Fort Worth with the purpose of attracting more participants and educating them to the sports of Team Penning and Ranch Sorting.[3]
Ranch sorting is performed in two pens that are fifty to sixty feet long[4] with a twelve to sixteen foot opening[4] between the pens.[1] The corners of the pens are cut at 45 degrees.[4] Both pens are the same size and sorting can take place from either pen to the other.[4]
At the beginning, there are ten calves at the end of one of the pens with numbers on their sides for identification. The judge raises the flag and when the riders cross the gap between the two pens the clock starts and the competition begins.[1] The team of two riders have to move the cattle one at a time from one pen to the other in numerical order, starting with a random number called by the judge. The fastest time wins. If a calf gets from one pen to the other out of order, then the team is disqualified.[1]
A good example of where the heroic quest for ‘efficiency’ and lower-costs leads to a rundown in in proper care of established systems and the abandonment of commitment to proper procedures and care by all involved, workers to planners and administrators.
https://www.rnz.co.nz/news/national/480889/likely-cause-of-bromley-wastewater-plant-fire-revealed
Christchurch’s devastating wastewater treatment plant fire most likely started when contractors accidentally ignited maintenance tape or the fibreglass roof of one of the trickling tanks with a heating tool, an investigation has found.
The report, by Fire and Emergency New Zealand specialist investigator Bruce Irvine, noted investigators have been unable to determine exactly how the blaze broke out because Goleman Group contractors have declined to be interviewed.
“The fire cause has been classified as accidental with the most likely cause being the ignition of the maintenance tape ‘Sika MultiSeal’ or roof structure with an open flame heating tool in use at the time,” the report found.
And it’s no-one’s fault, it just happened – so unfortunate.
Farming stepping upto the role of being the food provider for millions of needy people – here in NZ – taking up the slack after Labour let go of the kaupapa. Is that what Labour had always had in mind?
https://www.rnz.co.nz/news/country/480897/telethon-raises-enough-to-buy-more-than-a-million-feeds
https://www.theland.com.au/story/8015794/mulloon-institute-applauds-new-legislation/
Farming in Australia is cracking its set practices to great improvements. Here in NZ we are
following the basic approaches that lead to profit and selling out our farms, water, natural environment, covering arable land with trees so that rich people can travel and assuage any vestige of guilt about global warming by paying for trees to be planted in NZ that are forming a monoculture of pine, while we are pining for rimu and should be trialling other trees that have useful properties, are less flammable etc. and, of course joining Groundswell.
Also, may be of interest:
https://themullooninstitute.org/publications
https://water.dpie.nsw.gov.au/news
and https://www.wrc.unsw.edu.au/sites/wrc/files/UNSW%20WRC%20White%20paper%20Final%20for%20Web%20May%202021.pdf
https://www.rnz.co.nz/news/in-depth/480877/covid-vaccination-campaign-head-resigned-after-allegations-of-conflicts-of-interest
This may be being dogmatic over a pragmatic tape-cutting drive by a leader, but blurred relationships in the PPP approach wiil likely become rife and muddy the waters in attempts to have more Maori co-governance when they choose to forge ahead wethout annoying bureaucratic restraints. (It’s likely to result in collapses and injury with no CTV building to provide a visual example.)
This little pome seems to express my feelings well about wokeist female suffering suffrage as at present and going forward. With post modernist sauce adding the modern ambivalent bitter taste to the concoction.
“When she was good, she was very good…” I’ve finally discovered the first person to ever say that.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. (American poet, 1807-1882)
There was a little girl, who had a little curl
Right in the middle of her forehead,
And when she was good, she was very, very good,
But when she was bad she was horrid.
She stood on her head, on her little trundle bed,
With nobody by for to hinder;
She screamed and she squalled, she yelled and she bawled,
And drummed her little heels against the winder.
Her mother heard the noise, and thought it was the boys
Playing in the empty attic,
She rushed upstairs, and caught her unawares,
And spanked her, most emphatic.
https://www.destinyland.org/when_she_was_good.htm
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