I am having a few old mates come over from the old enemy in a few weeks. Being relatively sound of mind, kinda handy mashing a keyboard at their leisure they stumbled across a few posts on Virtual Tourist, namely a section called Warnings and Dangers (Please excuse the spelling on the site, i tend to find when someone in control calls themself J.R. you are up a big creek, with no paddle and fat skank who can’t swim). This spiked my curiousity.
Apart from the old chestnuts of it gets rather cold in winter, the speed cameras seem rather zealous in the execution of their jobs, round-abouts and Kangaroos, a eldery gentlemen by the nom-de-plume of ‘Tiabunna’ has had a good spray about that curious of all Canberrans, the junkie.
“Dealers and users do what they want because the police are afraid to arrest someone. A cab driver told me the police was afraid to pick up kids from dignitaries as politician, ambassadors etc, etc.”
My dear, old confused Tiabunna. I understand that once outside of the confines of your home, the young over the road people look scary, and the man at the Supermarket with an earring in his face and wearing black isn’t quite how you spent your childhood wrapped in bubble wrap, being poked with sticks by those who had the inclination to remove their heads from their own arses, but for god sakes, please always take what any taxi driver says to you with a grain of salt.
After all there is a reason why they are driving cabs, because they generally mad, toothless weirdos with not much to do. The next time a cabby says anything to you, please confirm with a source that can at least spell his own name, in a dialect you can understand before advising any other potential traveller to this fine principality, of the perceived pitfalls in this city.
I understand, it is your opinion, so forgive me for giving it you, but in my mind you are a complete monkey and people like yourself should stay as far away from this place as possible. Thankyou.