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Wednesday, March 16, 2005

Airport key to better life

If you want to exercise every individual's given right to jingoism, then take heed of a poll that was reported on news.com.

I’m not sure what qualifications or experiential criteria you need to conduct such a survey, but I’m sure they’re something along the lines of “must be able to cast broad sweeping generalisations based upon factors that you’ve read about, also considering the price of a cappuccino in the CBD”.

Which is why I’m sure somewhere like New York would score poorly.

It seems that, for some reason or other (other than bragging rights) people in general seem to take such lists in high regard and therefore identify their value based upon their place of residence. Having lived in Adelaide for all of my life (other than a stint in the Hills as a kid and teenager), I’ve been subject to many little digs at living in what is considered a country town with delusions of grandeur. Well… I think the word “Hole” has been used most often, which serves as an indicator of how inarticulate Adelaide-hitters can be.

But to get annoyed at these little jibes is quite possibly the most stupid thing ever. In fact, it’s probably why Adelaide gets ribbed so often – because we’re the only ones who arc up at any suggestions that we’re inferior. Kinda like the psycho little kid in High School who wants to be taken seriously, but only gets dirt kicked in his face.

But personally, I don’t take it… personally… when someone suggests that the town I live in is not too dissimilar to a concave shape in the ground. Mainly because 1) I didn’t make it this way, 2) I don’t think that my attitude/intellect is reflective of the city (who ever does?) and 3) I can always move.

Because I’m sure that simply moving to Melbourne raises my IQ by 3 points. Judging from the average crowd at the MCG on footy day seems to suggest quite the opposite, although to say as such is to be making a broad sweeping generalisation not unlike what I mentioned before.

I would love to live in Brisbane, even though it has slipped seven places (and is therefore below Adelaide) on this list. Sydney doesn’t strike me as wondrous as everyone perceives it, and Melbourne seems to be pushing me away for some reason. Perth looks okay, and Hobart would be interesting. But that’s just me.

Apparently, according to this article, it takes something as specious as an airport to decide whether a city is liveable or not. Which is funny, because I thought the magic rocks on Sir Donald Bradman Drive were just as effective. But if I am to believe this article, I am seriously irked to know that Adelaide’s new airport is due for completion in October. I curse the fact that my current place of residence will become more “liveable” around the same time I plan to leave for Japan.

Hmph.

But it’s funny. I didn’t stop to think that a city could be made more liveable by building something that would welcome more big-arse and noisy planes to fly over residential areas. How narrow minded of me.


"Flight 318 to Adelaide Airport... your order of 'liveability' is due to arrive at 1300 hours, please block your ears at around that time..."

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