Mom
15th November 2009, 16:54
Well technically that is a porky. It was not so much a mist, as a torrential downpour of ARRRGHHH! That has settled now into something of a red glow. Interesting thing about it though, while anger is still very much in evidence it is not hot. You know how if you scald yourself with very hot water it actually feels cold? Well this feels a bit like that, a red mist that is inclusive of a cold and steely determination to prevail.
I guess at this point you may well be wondering what I have been smoking, but trust me I am as clear as crystal in my thinking around these “proposed” increases in ACC levies for bikes, that the dishonourable Nick Smith announced recently. How many times as a group do we have to be singled out and targeted around this ACC issue? I clearly remember riding up Queen St on my trusty CB125 in the late ‘70s and parking up with what seemed like an enormous number of other “proper” bikers to make a stand. There was a big ride out to Wellington in 1993. I could not participate in that, somehow I could not strap 3 children under 6 to my bike for the trip, much as I would have loved to. Not the strapping on of kids mind, but the participation in the protest.
Now, I don’t know about you, but my advanced maths skills are not strong. I found the whole maths thing confused the “you know what” out of me at school and frankly not much has changed. I do however eek out something of a living crunching numbers and counting beans, and even I can see the appalling and dishonest way the statistics are being skewed, and misrepresented in an attempt to justify these outrageous proposed increases.
What is more, this time there is a very thinly veiled agenda in the back ground, someone thinks they are going to be making a shed load of money out of the misfortune of others. Well as far as I am concerned they can think again!
I have been using this as my signature for the last few weeks, “I imagine a huge ground swell of bikes gathering like a storm cloud around Wellington....”. Well the time has come. That storm cloud is forming. I can feel the barometric pressure dropping from here. I am picking by lunchtime on Tuesday 17 November, it will be veritably raining bikes on the capital.
I had the best fun in ages yesterday. Nothing like sticking to the man! Watch out for more of the same in a town near you, for as long as it takes. Only one small dampener for me, my Blue Lovely would not start! How dare she decide to let me down on one of the biggest outings we have had. Nothing, but nothing would convince her to go. I ended up pillioning down and “convincing” some poor fellow to forgo the ride to take me to the Domain so I could do what I needed to do.
I guess at this point you may well be wondering what I have been smoking, but trust me I am as clear as crystal in my thinking around these “proposed” increases in ACC levies for bikes, that the dishonourable Nick Smith announced recently. How many times as a group do we have to be singled out and targeted around this ACC issue? I clearly remember riding up Queen St on my trusty CB125 in the late ‘70s and parking up with what seemed like an enormous number of other “proper” bikers to make a stand. There was a big ride out to Wellington in 1993. I could not participate in that, somehow I could not strap 3 children under 6 to my bike for the trip, much as I would have loved to. Not the strapping on of kids mind, but the participation in the protest.
Now, I don’t know about you, but my advanced maths skills are not strong. I found the whole maths thing confused the “you know what” out of me at school and frankly not much has changed. I do however eek out something of a living crunching numbers and counting beans, and even I can see the appalling and dishonest way the statistics are being skewed, and misrepresented in an attempt to justify these outrageous proposed increases.
What is more, this time there is a very thinly veiled agenda in the back ground, someone thinks they are going to be making a shed load of money out of the misfortune of others. Well as far as I am concerned they can think again!
I have been using this as my signature for the last few weeks, “I imagine a huge ground swell of bikes gathering like a storm cloud around Wellington....”. Well the time has come. That storm cloud is forming. I can feel the barometric pressure dropping from here. I am picking by lunchtime on Tuesday 17 November, it will be veritably raining bikes on the capital.
I had the best fun in ages yesterday. Nothing like sticking to the man! Watch out for more of the same in a town near you, for as long as it takes. Only one small dampener for me, my Blue Lovely would not start! How dare she decide to let me down on one of the biggest outings we have had. Nothing, but nothing would convince her to go. I ended up pillioning down and “convincing” some poor fellow to forgo the ride to take me to the Domain so I could do what I needed to do.