The Dangers Of Reading The News
The Rugby World Cup tournament ended last weekend and I’m pleased to report that the New Zealand All Blacks have won for the first time since 1987! It’s safe to say that the whole country is pretty much in a state of euphoria.
Everyone has been predicting that one of these days, we’re all going to wake up with a giant hangover and realize that we have to get back to reality.
Today that happened to me. Stories about the All Blacks are dropping from the front pages and now we have to contend with, well, reality.
I think I prefer the alternative.
Maybe I’m feeling indestructible because of having watched some rugby, but I just wasn’t prepared for the news stories today that talked about what a dangerous place the world has become.
For example, there’s the story about the dangers of germs on petrol (gas) pump handles. Who knew? And as if there is anything clean at a gas station. In the article, there was a demand for sanitary wipes at gas pumps so users can sanitize them before they fill up. But that is only if providing rubber gloves is deemed to not be cost effective.
I hope you don’t lose too much sleep now that you know the risky behaviour you’ve been engaging in all these years. It might help you put things in perspective when you learn that the study that found all those nasty germs on the pump handles was commissioned by Kimberly-Clark, the company that makes Kleenex and sanitary wipes.
But when it comes to living on the edge, nothing can top the tale of a woman who was flying from Canada to Australia with her two kids, aged four and two. When they arrived in Australia, they went to board their domestic flight home and because the two year old wasn’t wearing shoes, they weren’t allowed on the plane.
I’ve flown from LA to Australia before and I can tell you that is one of the last things you’d want to hear when you are on the last leg of your trip home.
The airline people were nice enough to go to the lost and found and find a pair of shoes for the kid and they nicely rebooked the trio on the next flight.
But then. The woman for some reason missed that flight (shopping for shoes, perhaps?) and this time the airline wasn’t so accommodating. They made her buy tickets for another flight. And didn’t refund the cost of the original flight. She claims she’s out $1,200 and is outraged.
I must admit to mixed feelings about this story. I can’t help believe that if the woman had been carrying the kid he would have gotten on the plane without a second glance.
And let’s face it. How much more safe is a two year old on a plane when he’s wearing shoes? I don’t know the answer to that. But you have to wonder about the other part of the story which is that the kid’s shoes were “misplaced” on the
flight from Canada. I’ve been on long haul flights with two year olds before.
Lots of times. And I can easily imagine a scenario where by the time the plane landed the mother wouldn’t have even noticed, or cared, that the shoes had been “misplaced” because of the excitement the kid had created on the flight. I’m glad I wasn’t there to know the truth.
The Queen is in Australia for a Commonwealth conference and during a public appearance, a guy who claims affiliation with the Occupy movement mooned Her Majesty. Not only that, he was “clenching” an Australian flag “between his cheeks.”
He’s been charged with public nuisance and wilful exposure. His defence is that nowadays you even see bare butts in PG programming so it’s no big deal and that he was careful to limit his exposure: “Not the front at all. There were loads of people there to see the Queen. I wouldn’t want all of them seeing (that).” He has pled guilty, proudly proclaiming: “I mooned the Queen!” and is going to be sentenced on Friday.
When’s the next Rugby World Cup?