DOC Workhorse Barry Chalmers Hangs up Saddle

 By Paul Murray for KEEP
 

Department of Conservation (DOC) staff from Westport and Karamea Estuary Enhancement Project (KEEP) members met on March 16 for a working bee at the Karamea Estuary to celebrate the retirement of long-serving DOC employee and KEEP member Barry Chalmers.

KEEP Chairman George Snowden welcomes KEEP and DOC volunteers to the estuary working bee.

KEEP is a joint venture project between DOC and members of the Karamea community that began in 2006 to build a walkway around the Karamea Estuary to allow easy access to the area and showcase the environmental, historical, ecological and anthropological significance of the estuary for visitors to Karamea.

Staff from the DOC office in Westport and local DOC workers gathered in Karamea to farewell Barry and agreed to do some work with KEEP volunteers while they were in the area. Work included; preserving the historical rock wagon at the beginning of the walkway, building a ramp onto either end of the boardwalk on the walkway, tacking slip-proof mesh onto the boardwalk and clearing the gorse and overgrowth from the southern part of the estuary walkway.

DOC volunteers clearing the KEEP south track

KEEP and DOC Volunteers laying non-slip mesh on the estuary boardwalk

DOC employee Penny McIntosh paints preserving solution onto the historical KEEP rock wagon 

DOC and KEEP volunteers building a ramp to the estuary boardwalk

Westport-based DOC Area Manager Bob Dickson was among the volunteers who came to Karamea to acknowledge the long service Chalmers had given DOC. “Barry has a great track-record of community service, he’s in search and rescue, a member of the volunteer fire brigade…his community relations work with school groups has provided inroads into the community for DOC,” he said. On a personal level, Dickson praised Barry for his positive attitude, enthusiasm and cheerful disposition, “Barry has always been quick to willingly offer his own time and no matter how adverse or difficult the situation, with Barry, it’s always, “All Good.””

Retiring DOC employee Barry Chalmers (right) and DOC Area Manager Bob Dickson discuss Barry’s long career

Barry was initially employed by the New Zealand Forest Service in 1964 and joined DOC in 1987 when the conservation and environmental arms of the NZFS were assumed by DOC. He has worked in the Karamea region for the NZFS since 1969 and later with DOC until his retirement on March 16, 2012. He worked extensively on the Heaphy and Wangapeka tracks, the Oparara Basin biodiversity programmes helping to protect endangered species like kiwi, native bats and blue ducks.

The Karamea community has benefited greatly from Barry’s generous nature and he has done much over the last five decades to help build the community. As a key member of many local organisations, he is a board member and trustee of the Oparara Valley Project Trust, which has recently acquired the lease of the Last Resort tourism complex in Karamea to ensure that the amenity remains open for the benefit of the local community.

In addition to being a KEEP stalwart and a DOC legend, he also organises local wood-chopping events, has written two Karamea history books and is working on two more; an account of the railway systems in the Karamea region and another about the local fire brigade, which is nearing completion.

Barry and wife May intend to continue living in Karamea and maintain their support of the many community projects they have been involved with. Family members and friends are apparently urging Barry to pen an autobiography and others are suggesting he run for a position on the Buller District Council. It sounds like Mr. Barry Chalmers will be even busier in retirement that he was throughout his working life.

Congratulations Barry on an illustrious career that has brought much good to the Karamea region and we wish you a long and happy retirement.

DOC Area Manager Bob Dickson discusses the future of the Karamea Estuary with KEEP member Margaret Macbeth

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Karamea Ministry of Red Tape #8

Karamea Ministry of Red Tape: Who Shot the “Sheriff?”

A New Zealand Government Department Authorised by a Covertly Ambiguous and Deliberately Rhetorical Act of Parliament Compounded by a Subtly Implied Royal Consent to Receive Official Complaints.

Office Manager:   Red Scarlet

Office Manager Red Scarlett

Senior Complaints Officer:   Groover Kakaowski

Senior Complaints Officer: Groover Kakaowski

Office Receptionist:   Regimental Sergeant Major Montgomery Paton (ret.) 2nd New Zealand Expeditionary Force WWII

Regimental Sergeant Major Montgomery Paton (ret.) 2nd New Zealand Expeditionary Force WWII

Tea Lady:    Baroness Margaret Hilda Thatcher, Baroness Thatcher, LG, OM, PC, FRS

Tea Lady: Baroness Margaret Hilda Thatcher

Karamea Ministry of Red Tape Office Market Cross

Wednesday April 1st 4.08 p.m.

Monty:    Good afternoon sir. May I be of assistance?

Eric Clapton

Eric Clapton:    Yes hello. I wish to lodge a complaint against Radio Karamea 107.5 FM!!!

Monty:     Groover Kakaowski,  the Karamea Ministry of Red Tape Senior Complaints Officer will personally deal with your grouch!!

Groover Kakaowski:    An official complaint??

Eric Clapton:    Yes, they won’t play my music. I have been accused of being a plagiarist and I don’t even like honey!!

Groover Kakaowski:   Really? Can I have your full name for our records?

Eric Clapton:     It’s me the incredibly famous Eric Patrick Clapton but my mates call me Guru!

 Groover Kakaowski:    Never heard of you!

Eric Clapton:   Impossible!!! I’m unarguably the most famous guitarist and singer of all time!

Groover Kakaowski:    Sing me one of your greatest hits!!

Eric Clapton:    “I’m a little tea pot short and stout…………………….”

Groover  Kakaowski:    Wow! My favourite tune! Yeah right Tui!!

Beep beep

Red Scarlett:    This better be important I’m rather busy trying to zero our tax liability for undeclared bribes!!

Groover Kakaowski:   You’ll never guess who is at the front counter! An absolute maestro in his field!!

Red Scarlett:    Yowser!! Georgie Best!! I didn’t know you could play the guitar!!

 Eric Clapton:    I’m Eric Clapton.!!

Eric Clapton

Red Scarlett:    Not familiar with that name. I’ll check the office “Who’s Who!”

Eric Clapton:    Page 47!!!

Red Scarlet:     Mmmm! Erik the Red, Erik the Purple. Erik the Impala, Erika the Naughty!! No! No Eric Clapton!!

Eric Clapton:    I’m the greatest composer of all time! Senoritas love me!!

Red Scarlet:    Ok quoth me your most well known magnus opus!

Eric Clapton:     The 1812 Overture! I wrote that during half time of an FA Coop tie between Bangor Tuesday and Man U!!

Red Scarlet:     Au contraire! believe Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky wrote that to commemorate the salvation of Moscow and the victory over Napoleon’s Grand Armee at the Battle of Borodino in 1812!!! !

Eric Clapton:    Bollocks!! Bangor Tuesday walloped Man U 18-12. Tschaikovksy is a Time Lord and travelled into my subconscious to steal my greatest masterpiece!! Bloody Russkies!!

Red Scarlet:     Any other claims to fame Mr…. Mr…??

Eric Clapton:    Clapton!! C..L..A..P..T..O..N!!!

Maggie:     Anyone for tea??

Eric Clapton:   I’m probably the most accomplished philosopher, mathematician, nuclear physicist, author, artist and raconteur since post homo erectus!!

Groover Kakaowski:   Wow!!!

 Red Scarlet:    Wow!!!

Monty:   Wow!!!

Maggie:   Wow!!

Eric Clapton:   Some overdue humble respect!! Bueno!!

Groover Kakaowski:    No!! Your fly is open and you’ve got no balls!!

Eric Clapton:    Aaagghh!! Look at that painting on the wall! I Eric the Magnificent painted that in my post modernist Marxist revolutionary period!!

Red Scarlet:   The Last Supper!!!

Eric Clapton:   Now do you believe I am the one and only Eric Clapton??

Red Scarlet:   Who??

Eric Clapton:    E=MC2?? Cogito ergo sum?? The sum of the hypotoneuse.. blah blah blah?? “Friends Romans countrymen!”??

Groover Kakaowski:    I’ll ring the Rongo crew! They will be able to identify you and say whether you are Eric Clapton or not!!

Ring ring

“She don’t like, she don’t like champagne!”

DJ Crap:   Yeah! Radio Karamea 107.5 FM. Tune into the 500th Blues Show on Radio Karamea tonight with DJ Crap and The Big Man at 8.00 p.m.

DJ Crap and the Big Man Live on 107.5

Red Scarlet:    Hey DJ Crap!

DJ Crap

DJ Crap:    Yo!!

Red Scarlet:    We have a rather scurrilous impostor here claiming to be Eric Clapton. Can you come down to the Karamea Minstry of Red Tape offices and identify him?

DJ Crap:    Ha ha ha!! Impossible!! Eric is buried in our cactus garden guarded by San Pedro!

The Big Man:    This will be a hoot. Look it’s April 1st! April Fools’ Day!!

DJ Big Man

Karamea Ministry of Red Tape Offices Market Cross

April 1st Wednesday 4.35 p.m.

DJ Crap:    Holy Crap it’s ELVIS!!

ELVIS

Eric Clapton:    Holy Toledo!! It’s DJ Crap!!!

DJ Crap:    Mr. Presley Sir we would be most honoured if you would be our special guest on Radio Karamea Blues Show tonight!

Eric Clapton: Hey! Whoa! Don’t you step on my blue suede shoes!!

The Big Man:    (whisper) (It really is Eric Clapton!!)

DJ Crap:   (whisper) ( We’ll expose him as a fraud on the Blues Show tonight!!)

The Big Man:    Gotcha!!

Maggie:   Tea and bikkies!!!

Eric Clapton:    Yeah whoa babe! I’ll have a shot of Ol’ Buzzard sour mash bourbon in my coffee, shaken not stirred!! Hey whoa!

Groover Kakaowski:    (Whisper) ( Boss! The Karamea Ministry of Red Tape has a strict policy that no complainant leaves this office alive!)

Red Scarlet:    (whisper) (Right, Plan B! We’ll execute him after the Blues Show!!)

8.00p.m. Radio Shack Radio Karamea 107.5 FM

The Big Man:    You have just tuned into the 500th Blues Show and tonight we have the SECOND COMING OF ELVIS!!!

SuperMoo:   Woof!

SuperMoo

Baabaa:    Baa!

BaBa

 

Rusty:    Yodeleyeho!!

Rusty

DJ Crap:    You appear to have a rather erudite and sophisticated fan base Your Majesty!!

Eric Clapton:    I am The King of Rock and Roll!!

DJ Crap:    Pelvis is going to sing live for us on the Blues Show!!

Eric Clapton:    Can I have a drum roll??

DJ Crap:   Jesus!! OK OK!!

Eric Clapton:    That’s a Swiss Jam roll!!

The Big Man:    Mmm!!!Yummy!!

DJ Crap:    Ok! Stand by for the King!!

Ring ring

The Big Man:    Hello Radio Karamea 107.5 FM! Home of the one and only 500th Blues Show!

Agnes Busybody:    My pet chihuahua Brutus went walkies and has just gone missing! Can you put a description of him over the air??

Agnes BusyBody

Eric Clapton:    Hey Bitch!! It’s me Elvis, live on air!! No one cares about your silly poodle. He’s probably road kill by now!!

Agnes BusyBody:   Boo hoo!

Eric Clapton:      Byeee!!

DJ Crap:     8.15 on the Blues Show! Ok Elvis hit it!!

Eric Clapton:    Oh, Amazing Grace how sweet the sound, that saved a wretch like me.”

DJ Crap:     Moo! Get off Mr. Presley’s leg!

Eric Clapton:    “You aint nothing but a hound dog and you aint no friend of mine..”

DJ Crap:    Live interview with The One and Only Elvis THE King of Rock and roll, only on Radio Karamea 107.5 FM! So tell the good folk of Karamea where you have been hiding all these years!

Eric Clapton:    Yeah whoa! I’ve been hanging out with my ultra talented best buddy Eric Clapton in an Ashram in Myasapore seeking enlightenment and Nirvana!!

Eric Clapton

The Big Man:    You know Eric Clapton?? Wow, Elvis you move in elevated circles!!!

Eric Clapton:    You know people think I’m a cool dude but I want to tell the listeners of Radio Karamea and the whole world that Eric is THE MAN!! He can walk on water, he invented the widget and he makes a mean apple strudel!!

DJ Crap:    Ok! One more song Mr. Presley Sir!!

Eric Clapton:     “I shot the sherriff……..

Kaboom!!!!

DJ Crap:     Nice shootin pardner!

Groover Kakaowski:    Why thank y’all!!

Groover Kakaowski

The Big Man:    No way Baabaa!! You’re a committed vegan!!

Baabaa:    Scrunch!! Wooollff!!! Fart!!!

Red Scarlet:     My God!!! Eric goulash!

DJ Crap:     Tune in next week to the Radio Karamea Blues Show when we will have Leon Trotsky and Che Gueavara discussing Conspiracy Theory in relation to Irish UFO’S!!

The Big Man:      Burp!! Eric’s bullshit has given me indigestion!!!

Eric Clapton is Gratefully Dead

After the demise of the “artist” formerly known as Eric Clapton, sales of the worst-selling book of all time plummeted further…the world now knows what Karamea Radio has known for many years…that Eric Clapton is a no-talent plagiarist who never once had an original thought in his miserable life…Karamea Radio says what it has always said…Eric who?

The Guardian Agrees with the Rongolian Star

Eric Clapton is not God

He’s not even original – in fact, Clapton’s a serial borrower

Eric Clapton

Eric Clapton: He’s always been questionable company.

Eric Clapton used to be called Slowhand, but perhaps he ought to be called Secondhand. The celebration of this cultural pilferer probably won’t point out the level to which he can be uninspired, and objectionable.

He’s always been questionable company. In 1965, the Yardbirds were convinced that their third single, the groundbreaking For Your Love, would be a hit, with the potential to wow the masses. But the mix of bongos, harpsichords and tempo shifts was too much for their purist guitarist. Clapton quit.

Yardbirds’ drummer Jim McCarty said that “Eric had these R&B mod songs he wanted us to do. Him leaving was a relief. Eric would be sitting in the van not talking to anyone. You’d think he’s so moody, he’s such a pain, we’re fed up with this.” With that, the grumpy Clapton was free to pursue his muse.

Except that it wasn’t his muse. Clapton is a serial borrower. He even borrowed Jimi Hendrix’s hair in 1967, perming his barnet to emulate the recently-arrived guitar hero. Most of his 1970s hits were chugging, Mogadon-paced covers: Bob Marley’s I Shot The Sheriff, Dylan’s Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door. His creativity with Cream, such as Strange Brew, were collaborations. Left to Clapton, Cream would have played half-hour versions of Robert Johnson’s Crossroads. And the thrilling guitar on Layla was played by Duane Allman.

When not channelling the talents of others, there’s his tendency towards the lachrymose. If his song Wonderful Tonight, a tribute to his then wife Patti Boyd, articulated his true feelings, she must have been married to a man with all the complexity of a block of wood. Boyd’s recent autobiography chronicles the control freakery that dominated the relationship, revealed his extra-marital affairs and his love of the bottle.More bizarre was his wearing of whites to watch cricket on TV. Pasta preceded viewing The Godfather.

Another musical blub fest, Tears In Heaven, was at least written in response to what must have been a nightmare – his son Conor falling to his death from a 53rd-floor apartment in 1991.

However, Clapton has no problem letting fly when he needs to get something off his chest. In 1976 – drunk and loose-lipped – he used a Birmingham concert to praise racist Tory Enoch Powell and declare that Britain was becoming a “black colony” and that he wanted “the foreigners out”. (Handy that Hendrix was dead). Reports of this show led directly to the formation of Rock Against Racism. In 2004, he told Uncut mag that Powell was “outrageously brave”, rather than dismiss his past comments as drunk ravings.

Clapton’s popularity is a mystery – there’s no fire, no abandon, no musical identity. Given a platform, Clapton will either send you to sleep or offend your musical sensibilities with pap. But both of those must be better than hearing his pathetic political views.

Eric Clapton and George Harrison in happier times…before Clapton stole Harrison’s wife Patti Boyd. Clapton is SO unoriginal, he couldn’t even get his own wife!

Clapton pretending to be Lawrence of Arabia

Clapton as the Sphinx…come on Eric…get your own look, the Egyptians did this 8,000 years ago!

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Eric with his Dear Old Mum

 

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Busy Day for the Old Baked Bean

Nose-Mining Monarch

Nose-Mining Monarch II

Elizabeth Executioner

SuperFly Sovereign

Super Sovereign

Big Bird & Bigger Bird

Real Queen Meets Queen of Pop

Kizz Queen Lizz

Warhol Windsor

Her Majesty Money

God Shave the Queen

The Old Baked Bean

SlapStick Sovereign

Queen (centre) with Corgis

Sex, Drugs and Rock'n'Roll Regina

Her Majesty's Secret Service

Mutton-Chop Monarch

Larry Queen

Mr. Quean

Philosophical Queen

Private Queenie

Cowboy Queenie

Queen of Hearts

Thanksgiving Queen

McQueen

Bling Bling Queenie

Mary Poppins Queen

Leaping Liz

Party Queen

Sun-seeking Sovereign

Queen of Beers

Goth Queen

Salvador and Sovereign Take Dump

WartHog Windsor

Delinquent Doyenne

SuperSized Sovereign

Buff Queenie

Highness Hi-Jinx

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MTB Adventures on the Heaphy Track

 
By Paul Smith
 

By late June, when I finally got to the Heaphy, it had been open for seven weeks and eight weekends. In that time an estimated 1000+ mountain bikers had travelled the trail, around 150 each week. Not bad for a wet winter on a trail that takes two or three days to complete one way, and is a bit of a logistical nightmare.

The Heaphy needs no introduction to mountain bikers. In a nutshell: the path of the Heaphy trail over Gouland Downs dates back hundreds of years to when it was used by Golden Bay Maori to access the West Coast. In the mid-1800’s the coastal section was travelled by Charles Heaphy, and a few decades later there are records of gold miners traversing the inland portion. It was developed into a pack track, but when the gold rush ended it became overgrown and was only sporadically used until the formation of the North-West Nelson Forest Park in 1965. The 80 kilometer trail links Golden Bay with Karamea. There are stories of cyclists traveling along it back in the 1930’s, but it was in the 1980’s and 90’s that it became a must-do adventure for kiwis on their new-fangled mountain bikes. Unfortunately for cyclists, the area was designated a National Park in 1996 and under the rules of the National Parks Act, no bikes are allowed. It is rumored that 2000 cyclists rode the trail in 1996, the last year before closure. Not bad for a sport still to mature. The 15 years that followed was long enough for stories of riding the Heaphy to become legends and it became a somewhat mythical kiwi mountain bike adventure. Now, thanks to prolonged campaigning and a welcome DoC awareness of mountain bikes, the trail is open to bikes again in the quiet winter season, for a three year trail.

Given this history, and the passion that mere mention of the Heaphy generates in many kiwi mountain bikers, it isn’t a surprise that so many riders want their own Heaphy experience. What I do find surprising, however, is just how many riders have grappled with the logistics of a one way trail from the depths of Golden Bay to the back of beyond of the West Coast, and have undertaken a two or three day trip carrying overnight gear which would, for many of them, be a new experience. I missed the early days of the Heaphy, spending my formative cycling years in the UK, but I got caught up in the excitement of the re-opening this year and couldn’t wait to roll out onto the trail.

Not all of the trail to the Heaphy hut was sand, but when it was, it involved pushing.

 

Short sleeves, in June, on the West Coast? There was still the odd moment of sunshine. Actually, it was pretty warm on the first day. 

Suspension or swing: there are nearly a dozen bridges on the Heaphy. Guides from Escape Adventures in Takaka told us that it can take 45 minutes to get a group of six over a swingbridge. Here’s a tip – walk backwards, dragging your bike by the stem with one hand, holding onto the bridge with the other hand. Easy peasy.

I spent two nights and three days on the trail, travelling with four riding buddies in the unconventional direction (if there is such a thing) from Kohaihai to Brown Hut. We had managed our transport logistics by arranging a key swap and vehicle relocation with Escape Adventures in Takaka, and tackling the trail in this direction just made it all a little easier for us. We just had to meet Brian somewhere on the trail over the three days, or learn to hot-wire his van. We had planned to stay at Lewis and Gouland Downs huts, but ended up at Heaphy and Saxon. Our mid-week trip meant the huts were pretty empty and we had the opportunity to change our plans on the fly.

The overwhelming memories I am left with are not of amazing singletrack riding. The Heaphy wasn’t the short-term adrenalin hit injected by a couple of hours thrashing groomed trails. It wasn’t even the prolonged intensity of riding backcountry missions like Te Iringa or the old logging trails hidden deep in the Akatarawas. The riding is good, very good in fact, but what sticks for me is the diversity and sheer glory of nature and landscape that threatened to overwhelm my senses. It was a feeling of experiencing something hidden, something secret and something to be cherished. I felt privileged to be riding there and, after three days of being bombarded by untouched New Zealand, I returned blabbering about it to anyone who would listen, and many who would rather not.

The alternative method to cross. Wading over the Heaphy here saved us two swingbridges. It isn;t really as deep as Jimmy makes it look. I should know, I did it three times. That’ll teach me to leave my gloves on the beach.

There are some parts of the West Coast that never dry out.

Mud, rideable mud (mostly).

Conversation with friends who had ridden the Heaphy this year and accounts published on various blogs suggest that the trail is very tough going. There are stories of deep deep mud, floods higher than handlebars, long unrideable sections and serious bike damage. The trail seems to be creating a minor economic upturn through the sale of replacement brake pads alone. I’m not going to join this cacophony of warnings. Sure, I went through a few pairs of disc pads, but other riding buddies didn’t. There were muddy sections, and some of the climb up to MacKays Hut needed pushing and carrying. But, despite a couple of days of heavy rain immediately prior to our trip, and a night of heavy rain at Saxon Hut that continued into the afternoon the following day, I found the Heaphy mostly rideable and fun. Mud and saturated trails were constant companions, but they never dominated the experience. We saw press in the Nelson Mail warning mountain bikers of the mud due to an astounding 1910mm of rain falling in May, but also noting a comment from Buller DoC that the trail condition was not significantly bad and no worse than having had a large number of trampers through it. That is extremely encouraging for continuing mountain bike access.

The line between the West Coast and Golden Bay conservancy areas is very clear. On the West Coast they deal in mud and flush toilets. Golden Bay prefer rock, gravel and long drops. After 12 hours of heavy rain, the trail on the Golden Bay side, from Saxon Hut was wet but firm.

Gravel and rock all the way from Saxon Hut to Brown Hut. Our final day was by far the wettest, but also the fastest, with a big descent and a good trail surface.

In the six days we spent on the West Coast, on the Heaphy and in Golden Bay, we didn’t meet anyone with a bad word to say about the mountain bike trial. West Coast DoC rangers, trampers on the trail and locals in Karamea and Takaka were all absolutely positive about it. Our experience with everyone we met was incredibly friendly. We heard from DoC rangers that the buzz in the huts at the weekends was infectious – they have never seen so many people having so much fun on DoC land. I’m still buzzing. I’ll be back, maybe towards the end of the season to ride in the other direction.

Paul Smith.

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The Rongolian Star Issue No. 15 February 2012

The Rongolian Star Issue No. 15 February 2012

The Rongolian Star

Issue No. 15 February 2012
Published by Royal Decree since 1878
Rongo Backpackers, Waverley Street,
Karamea, Buller, South Island, New Zealand
Telephone    00 64 3 7826 667
Internet  www.rongobackpackers.com
LivinginPeace Project: http://www.livinginpeace.com
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More Interesting Illusions

KookaBunny

 

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ArtofNature: Photo of the Month

Vegas: Photo by Paul Murray

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Use of Overt Sexual Imagery and Innuendo in Advertising

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Karamea Ministry of Red Tape #7

A New Zealand Government Department Authorised by a Covertly Ambiguous and Deliberately Rhetorical Act of Parliament Compounded by a Subtly Implied Royal Consent to Receive Official Complaints.
 

Office Manager:   Red Scarlett

Red Scarlett

Senior Complaints Officer   :  Jacquie La Rapier

Jacquie La Rapier

Office Parrot  :    Bob!

Bob the Office Parrot

Karamea Ministry of Red Tape Office – Market Cross Monday 9.03 a.m.

Sheik DJ Pukeko:   Salam Alekum Sahbiti!

Sheik Pukeko

Office Parrot:    Rurrkk!! Wa salam ! Rurrkkk!! 

Sheik DJ Pukeko:   A thousand humble felicitations O Ignorant Feathered Pedagogue of the Salubrious Temple of Sycophantic Worship!

Office Parrot:   Rurrkk!!  A million greasy yet humble kowtows O Wise Prince of the Burning Sands of the Sahara!

Jacquie La Rapier:   Eh bien Monsieur Sheik! Welcome to the Karamea Ministry of Red Tape, do you wish to file a complaint?

Sheik DJPukeko: If Allah is willing, O Celestial Daughter of the Risen Star of Al Harem Kebaab Rhubarba!

Jacquie La rapier   An official complaint O Magnificent Warrior of the Cosmic Maelstrom of Fortitude?

Sheik DJPukeko:   O yes Mighty Princess of the Third Moon of Al Moro Kakao Galah. I have been wounded in mortal combat!!!

Jacquie La Rapier:   Your humble under worked and over bribed slave is at your esteemed service O Enlightened Third Cousin, Twice Removed of the Wicked Aunt of Al Jeraboam Hezawalli Baabaa!

Sheik DJPukeko:    A calamitous indignity was visited upon my innocent soul by three rebellious infidel sons of the Red Scorpion of Al Kamekuza Beerjaah!

Jacquie La Rapier:   My sagacious quill thirstily awaits to inscribe your tortured aggrievement…um… ah…O  Immortal Prince of the Temple of the Eight Columns of Wisdom!

Sheik DJ Pukeko: Seven!!!

Jacquie La Rapier:  Seven Columns??  A billion sarcastic pardons O Venerable Sage of the East!

Sheik DJPukeko:   A trillion equally sarcastic, but definitively more derisive desert spoons of forgiveness O Bride of the Blood Sucking Black Leech of the Quagmire of El Geezer Salami!

Jacquie La Rapier:      Do you wish to pay by credit card, or cash O Esteemed Corpulent  Father of Flatulence??

Sheik DJPukeko:     By the hairy vertical moustache of the Prophet of Barbieloin! There is a fee?

Jacquie La Rapier:     Yes O Wondrous Lapdog of the Shining Muse of Al Kofe Aroma Bizarre! Five thousand sheikels!!!

Sheik DJPukeko:    Sheikels!!! Heathen Plaything of the Mad Caliph of Cairo, in my kingdom you would be beheaded at dusk by five wise virgins for daring to insult the Prince of Al Panache!

Jacquie La Rapier:    An exponentially fractionalised excuse for a silly sorry O Rapacious Emerald Jewel of the River of El Mozza Rellah Piza Riah!!!

Sheik  DJPukeko:    What proper and worthy form of emolument would satisfy the lucratic lust of the Hungry Tiger of El Cheroot!

Jacquie La Rapier:   The Karamea Ministry of Red Tape also accepts U.S. dollars and long option pork belly futures!!!

Sheik  DJPukeko:    Aaaaaaaahhhh!!!!     Aaaiiieeeee!!!!!!    Eeeeyaaaahhhh!!!!!

Red Scarlett:    Indigestion? O Worthy Devotee of the Salacious Aroma of the Blooming Lustrous Flower of Queen Cleosativa!

Sheik DJPukeko:      The burning ashes of the Raging Volcano of Al Berkchookah be visited upon your house this very day O Transparent  Platitudinous Mongrel of the Bottomless Pit of Iniquity!

Beep    Beep 

Tea Bimbo Thingy: Yes Boss!

Tea Lady

Red Scarlett:    A special coffee for our honourable guest O Fine and Virtuous Purveyor of Lactated Caffeine!

Tea Thingy Bimbo:     Is DJPukeko from Rongo at the front desk pretending to be an Arab Sheik again???

Red Scarlett:    Your psychic  perceptivenesss and unquestionably  inbred inquisitiveness will be rewarded in the heavenly realms O Wise Mother of the Tin of El Bikkah!!

Sheik DJ Pukeko:    Can you please record the wounds of my injured soul O Sultana of the Golden Shrine of Gullibility??

Red Scarlett:    The office is closing for the long holiday weekend O Noble Black Ratfink of the Fiery Conflagration of the Mount of El Tia Maria!

Sheik DJPukeko:   By the Flaming Sabre of El Chow Mein! It’s Monday and it’s only 10 o’clock in the morning O Procrastinating Pistachio of the Fountain of Irresponsibilty!

Red Scarlett:   Yawn!  It’s been a long week!!  Well, ok you have one minute O unfortunate threat to the Yearning Holistic Retreat of El Alco Hola!!

DJPukeko:  The ultimate indignity was heaped upon my virtuous head! I was beaten at chess by Swami Harry Krishna Amdi after being induced to quaff a vile snake venom by two infidel dogs named Alistair and Jonas!!!

Red Scarlett:   Single or double malt???

DJPukeko:     Son of a vegetarian vulture!!! How dare you suggest a servant of Mecca would imbibe the Poison of Foolishness!!

Red Scarlett:   Irish or Scotch???

DJPukeko:   The ambrosia of the green valley of Ell Tullah Morah spiked with the vile tincture of the diamond headed cobra’s bite brought confusion and cerebral inexactitude upon my computational ………………

KABOOM!!!!

Red Scarlett:  Yawn!!!

Quotations about bureaucracy and red tape…

“Every revolution evaporates and leaves behind only the slime of a new bureaucracy.”  ~ Franz Kafka

“Bureaucracy is the epoxy that greases the wheels of progress.” ~ James Boren

“Bureaucracy — the giant power wielded by pygmies.”
~ Honoré de Balzac

“Bureaucracy, the rule of no one, has become the modern form of despotism.”  ~ Mary McCarthy

“To get the attention of a large animal, be it an elephant or a bureaucracy, it helps to know what part of it feels pain. Be very sure, though, that you want its full attention.” ~ Kelvin Throop aka R.A.J. Philips

“The only thing that saves us from the bureaucracy is its inefficiency.”  ~ Eugene McCarthy

“Bureaucracy is the art of making the possible impossible.”  ~ Javier Pascal Salcedo

“Bureaucracy expands to meet the needs of the expanding bureaucracy.” ~ Oscar Wilde.

“If we could ever make red tape nutritional, we could feed the world.” ~ Robert Schaeberle

“You will never understand bureaucracies until you understand that for bureaucrats procedure is everything and outcomes are nothing.”  ~ Thomas Sowell

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Rather Sexist Advertising from the 1950s

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