Where’s Adrian?
Everywhere, it would seem. Is our lord mayor overexposed? Also: Metro madness. And: I’ve been attacked by trolls.
I’ve just received a Summer Newsletter from Adrian Schrinner about stuff happening in my local area. It’s just the front and back of a single A4 sheet, but it manages to squeeze in seven photos of our lord mayor in different community scenarios.
Surely that’s just a little over the top.
Before you think it, I’m not playing politics here — I’m on the record of complaining about the same issue regarding people from other parties.
I’m absolutely in favour of councils and governments spreading important news and information about the work our politicians are doing and how it applies to us. I’d just rather not see so much of their faces — or the obvious inserting of themselves into scenarios where others are doing the actual work.
On a related subject, I am really over the constant TV/streaming/YouTube adverts referring to the “new Queensland Government”. It’s been 16 months since they were elected…
On the buses
I used to be a “train person” and I still am a big fan of all things to do with railways. However, since moving home in late 2024, I’ve become a bus user by necessity.
To be fair, I’ve not really had a bad experience on the buses. The drivers are always polite, even if the vehicles aren’t always on time, and I’ve managed to arrive home in one piece every time.
But I do have an issue with all the silly names Brisbane City Council calls its various services — Buz, City Glider, Rocket and Metro.
Once Cross River Rail is up and running, we’ll have the bizarre situation of having to explain to tourists that the thing we call a metro isn’t a metro and the actual metro is called something else.
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Food for thought
I’d like to thank the person who has, anonymously, gone out of their way to point out in an online comment about my recent appearance on 7News that I am fat. And the one who reckons I know nothing about a subject I’ve been writing about for more than three decades.
Glory be to the gods of social media for giving these people a voice.
It’s such as shame that, while happy to shame me, they don’t have enough courage in their convictions to identify themselves.
WTF is wrong with people? I didn’t catch you on Seven and have no interest in your body shape, but am grateful for your excellent, interesting commentary on our city! Thank you!