After a prick of a shift driving to Mudgee and back in the pi$$ing rain, in a Ford Territory, with nothing to listen to but ABC Queensland with all the static that goes with it, as well as feeling dog tired and hungy all I wanted when I got home today was a quiet bundy or two and to listen to some good old 80's rock.
The rock is the easy part. Cue up Windows MEdia Playerand let 'er rip. Now for the bundy. A quick search of the fridge, cupboards and garage reveals the astonishing fact that we have none. Zero, Zip, Nada. To top it off, there isn't any alcohol of any description in the KRviator's hangar.
So me being the proactive bloke I am decides to head off towards the nearest bottlo and to keep the missus onside I get the milk first. Now it's off to the liquor mart. There, I discover that the so-called "Alcopop" tax now cover's things like Bundy, Jimmy, JD, Southern Comfort and all kinds of "mens" drinks. It isn't just designed to stop those bloody teeny-boppers from having a good time, it's been extended to cover anyone with a mortgage. The regular price for a 6-pack of Bundy was around $16. But now we've gotta protect the kiddies so the Gummint hikes the tax and now my 6-pack costs upwards of $25.99. For a flamin' 6-pack of Bundy If I wanted to pay $6 a can I'd fly Virgin Blue.
So whaddya do? Get the 6-pack and pay exhorbitant taxes on it, or get a bottle of Bundy and some coke for $40. I chose the bottle. Kids will too... Or theyll just get the cask wine for $10 for 4 litres and get shytefaced off that. Is Goon still around? Despite what we think of them, kids ain't entirely stupid. Most of the hype surrounding this tax is to protect those kids who drink to get drunk and they'll simply find another way to do that.
What really gives me the shytes is there was no warning, no consultation, no nothing regarding the introduction of this teenybopper tax. Don't get me wrong, I'm all for trying to stop kiddy binge drinking, but there's a time and a place for it, and taxing the crapola outta my Bundy aint it.
So now here we are. In a country where a 6-pack of pre-mixed spirits costs more than your weekly mortgage repayments. And where the KRviator is as mad as a cut snake about his newfound drinks prices.
DISCLAIMER: The above post was composed whle on my 2nd schooner of Bundy & coke. No responsibility is taken for spelling, grammatical or any other error.