This week’s BMA had an interesting editorial on page nine that got us thinking:
You know, it is an unmitigated fact that BMA readers are at least 25% more sexy than traipsers of any other magazine. Indeed, by simply holding this tome in your slender fingers, your buttocks tend to clench, the cheek bones tighten, and the skin takes on an iridescent glow. We know, because we sent out a crack team of press spies to secretly garner data on BMA readers, and compare that against readers of other publications (totally unbiased, mind). City News readers? Trollops. Canberra Times folk? Tweed-wearing, comb-over poster boys. Capital page-flickers? Covered in grease. CAP readers? The one we found.. well, where do I start. And beloved BMA readers? Basically pure sex in human form. A joy to the eyes. A veritable feast to the senses.
RiotACT readers are harder to identify (at least until the merchandising arm gets the tattoo template out into the market) and are such a varied and many-splendoured group that they defy such crude categorisation.
Would you, dear reader, make any amendments or additions to BMA’s list? And where is Woroni on there anyway?
Inspired by that line of thinking I wandered out onto the big bad net in search of their online presence. Google took me to a page from 2005 which offered little. Thinking there was some sort of mistake I came in through the front door and discovered the ancient page was the most current. Sad, so very sad.