Roger v. Me

I've been living with an idea for the last week or so, trying it on for size to see if I like it. Last week, I was grizzling about my new Mortal Enemy; namely, Roger Sinclair, a local fool who has been given his own regular column in the local paper, which he fills with his charmless observations about local life. After a while, it occurred to me to wonder: if Roger Sinclair can have a column, why can't I?

I'm more than capable of banging out five hundred words a week of waffle about some important local issue. I wouldn't expect the local paper to run it (I can just see myself marching in and announcing, "I'm better than Roger - sign me up!"); I was thinking more of a blog. The real issue is whether I would really want to do that on a regular basis or if this is just a temporary harumph! in annoyance at Roger.

Anyway, I sat down this morning and had a crack at it and, in the absence of anywhere more suitable, here it is. My topic is the Australian Rules Football grand final, a religious festival of major local significance.

( This is how it should be done, Roger )

That was it. Just in case you're wondering: Geelong won this afternoon, and I hope that little boy is happy.