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I would absolutely love to see a Joh biopic, assuming it doesn't fall into the hands of a dull, unimaginative director. It has to be dark, it has to be insane.
I seriously hope you're writing this stuff for somewhere more significant than Interference, because that's a great, clear take.
Joh definitely benefitted from straddling eras - and in more than one sense. Politically, socially, economically, he could draw support from multiple Queenslands. This was a man who at heart stood for a conservative rural Queensland, but who could command allegiance through much of the increasingly urbanised southeast. He still has many admirers on the Gold Coast, as I know from personal experience. Corruption? Who cares; he was a powerful authority figure, and many people there like that sort of larger-than-life character.
And I confess my first association with Forgan Smith is spending most of my year at UQ attending classes in the building named for him. (It also had the coldest water fountain on campus, essential knowledge in summer! I still make sure to pass by it when I visit UQ these days.)
I would absolutely love to see a Joh biopic, assuming it doesn't fall into the hands of a dull, unimaginative director. It has to be dark, it has to be insane.
John Sands
Family First
Sands is a Professor of Accounting with a PhD and has a great deal of corporate and academic experience and achievements in business and finance. He lives at Toowoomba and is married with four children aged between 39 and 12, and also volunteers time educating and empowering people about money in the community. Sands has enjoyed ballroom and Latin American dancing since the 80s, and has a passion for sports.
Professor of Accounting
What struck me about the man's bio was that it offered little, in fact no insight, as to why he's running for parliament, or doing it for Family Fist.
Also, I work with a lot of strange people who study strange things for strange reasons (I might be one of them), and I can often see what drew them to their field even if I think it's ludicrous, impractical, or uninteresting.
I still can't fathom where somebody gains the ambition to be a professor of accounting.
I once had to read - part of - a book on the history of my university's accounting department. I couldn't believe it existed, mainly because I assumed the writer would've been unable to get out of bed by about the third day of research.
If you had posted that without giving the party affiliation I'm really not sure I would've guessed it.
Ruling out the LNP, I would've taken a punt on the Liberal Democrats or Nick Xenophon's Great Vanity.
As someone who staggered through three units related to the topic, back in the day
I hope you sought the help you clearly needed at the time.
It's not like i had a choice, one was the intro to accounting that every undergraduate has to take, the next was bundled into a government major and the third, I can't even remember what it was, maybe I was clinically insane by that point.
Good lord, I'm glad I never copped a degree structured like that. I got through undergrad never doing a single subject outside history or political science/international relations.
I actually now regret that, because I wish I had done some geography and, yes, economics. Not accounting.
And human resources doesn't really count as a field of study, let's be honest here.
My markers ought to be grateful I submitted everything typed. Undergrad was the nadir of my handwriting, thanks to frantic lecture note-taking.
In high school I had lovely handwriting and today I have flowing, somewhat old-fashioned handwriting that is generally legible (especially if you know the old cursive "p" and don't think it's an elaborate "h"). But oh man even I can't read some of the scrawl from undergrad.
My printed or cursive writing was pretty decent until I got past uni.
These days, notes scribbled on my pad while on the phone look like the work of someone in the middle stages of dementia. My signature is basically 'K' followed by a vague squiggle/wave (partly deliberate, I've gotten wilder and sloppier with it mostly for fun over the years). At what point does one's hand decline so much that a signature is for all intents and purposes worthless?