If you’ve read the previous post (“Best Buy,” etc.), you’ll understand when I say I’m noozed out, can’t take anymore. And I’m not even one of those nooze junkies who know the names of the politicians’ lawyers.
I scan dozens of nooze stories every weekday, selecting only a few for publication here. By Saturday I’ve had it. No mas, no mas! Unless you can find a really edifying report of fabulously successful pushback that totally traumatizes leftids… Yeah, I’ll publish that.
Meanwhile, let’s drop in on Rottnest Island and see what kind of TV Byron the Quokka has for us this weekend.
News, these days, is depressing.