It is well known that the NT News has a strange attitude to café latte sipping people, especially if sooky soy milk is used as an ingredient in the stimulant. If you will excuse the pun , the News “frothed” when the ABC Media Watch TV show ran criticism of the paper . In a fine old xenophobic response, the News said Media Watch was run by latte sipping southerners who had probably not been further north than Sydney’s Luna Park , Manly’s Corso or the ALP’s Love Boat .
The inference being that a true , hairy- chested Territorian ( and your average NT News scribe ?), doesn’t swill poofy coffee , instead wears no jocks , drinks moonshine from an illegal rural area still, expectorates in the Smith Street Mall, drives like a lunatic , has been abducted and anally inspected twice by aliens from one of the new 39 heavenly bodies, Planet Nigela , which is circled by 15 moons made from yummy Turkish delights and Moccha coffee.
Back on deep fried Mother Earth, three people recently gathered at the Ducks Nuts in Darwin - the MLA for Macdonnell , Alison Anderson ,who works up a thirst asking embarrassing questions about continuing waste and incompetence ; The Australian’s ace reporter , Nicolas Rothwell , said by the NT News to live in a luxury apartment, who probably needs a daily shot or two of caffeine after covering the Baltic wars and Iraq ; and roving reporter , Peter Murphy , who now spends some time in Victoria , where café latte is reportedly consumed by the oil tanker load, especially by ` Lygon Street screen jockeys and other poseur pests who gather there in droves.
This trio of coffee slurpers suddenly found themselves the centre of attention for a team from the NT News. When asked why they deserved such scrutiny , they were told it was for social news . Surely, with its disdain for coffee imbibers, the News does not have a coffee rounds squad ? Ms Anderson was then interrogated about why she had not attended the first Council of Territory Cooperation meeting in Darwin and if she would be attending the Tennant Creek sitting. A photographer started to snap them. The News was told to depart ,which they did. However, the photographer then took shots of them from the street .
Then in the NT News of November 19 appeared a report ANDERSON MUM ON ABSENCE ,illustrated with a photo of a stern- looking Rothwell -HEATED , according to the tabloid - next to a coffee cup. Adding drama to the action packed photograph was a piece of Murphy's colour co-ordinated R. M. Williams shirt. The regurgitated report had a double shot of adrenalin and a dash of mock cream when it declared that Rothwell had “become angry and swore at the NT News crew ”. We find this hard to believe as he is normally a scholar and a gentleman. Apart from its odd hang up about café latte drinkers, the News has a similar obsession about Ms Anderson who has the courage of her convictions and gives the impression , if thoroughly aroused, could quickly grind the bones of chief reporters into coffee bean dregs to be thrown into the smelly pig swill bucket.
In the true spirit of Christmas ,Saint Nicolas , using his known command of the more baroque elements of the English language, with a few quaint Czechoslovakian blessings thrown in, will convey a clear festive season message to his NT News colleagues .
The inference being that a true , hairy- chested Territorian ( and your average NT News scribe ?), doesn’t swill poofy coffee , instead wears no jocks , drinks moonshine from an illegal rural area still, expectorates in the Smith Street Mall, drives like a lunatic , has been abducted and anally inspected twice by aliens from one of the new 39 heavenly bodies, Planet Nigela , which is circled by 15 moons made from yummy Turkish delights and Moccha coffee.
Back on deep fried Mother Earth, three people recently gathered at the Ducks Nuts in Darwin - the MLA for Macdonnell , Alison Anderson ,who works up a thirst asking embarrassing questions about continuing waste and incompetence ; The Australian’s ace reporter , Nicolas Rothwell , said by the NT News to live in a luxury apartment, who probably needs a daily shot or two of caffeine after covering the Baltic wars and Iraq ; and roving reporter , Peter Murphy , who now spends some time in Victoria , where café latte is reportedly consumed by the oil tanker load, especially by ` Lygon Street screen jockeys and other poseur pests who gather there in droves.
This trio of coffee slurpers suddenly found themselves the centre of attention for a team from the NT News. When asked why they deserved such scrutiny , they were told it was for social news . Surely, with its disdain for coffee imbibers, the News does not have a coffee rounds squad ? Ms Anderson was then interrogated about why she had not attended the first Council of Territory Cooperation meeting in Darwin and if she would be attending the Tennant Creek sitting. A photographer started to snap them. The News was told to depart ,which they did. However, the photographer then took shots of them from the street .
Then in the NT News of November 19 appeared a report ANDERSON MUM ON ABSENCE ,illustrated with a photo of a stern- looking Rothwell -HEATED , according to the tabloid - next to a coffee cup. Adding drama to the action packed photograph was a piece of Murphy's colour co-ordinated R. M. Williams shirt. The regurgitated report had a double shot of adrenalin and a dash of mock cream when it declared that Rothwell had “become angry and swore at the NT News crew ”. We find this hard to believe as he is normally a scholar and a gentleman. Apart from its odd hang up about café latte drinkers, the News has a similar obsession about Ms Anderson who has the courage of her convictions and gives the impression , if thoroughly aroused, could quickly grind the bones of chief reporters into coffee bean dregs to be thrown into the smelly pig swill bucket.
In the true spirit of Christmas ,Saint Nicolas , using his known command of the more baroque elements of the English language, with a few quaint Czechoslovakian blessings thrown in, will convey a clear festive season message to his NT News colleagues .
