Dear reader, once again, we entice you with another fragment of Frank.

Sophie’s bench? Perhaps for services to “slut- shaming”

In this one, he gives us another anecdote about his father.  Father’s are curious in that way, and, (excuse the pun)  the farther they are from us (in the mortal sense) the closer they become, as reflections are beamed back into our subconscious from the void of unknown. We asked the P.M about ‘the unknown’, and he referred us to Christian Porter’s blind trust, and the rationale for putting Sophie Mirabella onto the bench of the Fair Work Commission. We agreed with the P.M that there is no reason nor rhyme to explain what is ‘unknown’ cept to accept that “God works in mysterious ways’.

It’s a comforting thought and perhaps explains why Angus Taylor is still on the front bench also. Megan Markle, (aka the Duchess of Sussex) has recently written a book called “the bench”. Could this be a reference to Angus and Sophie? Another case of the unknown? Or as Donald Rumsfeld was fond of talking about; the ‘known un-knowns’. Buggered if we know?

Meghans bench, for services to returned servicemen from Afghanistan who achieved ‘a helluva lot’ after twenty years, which we can’t quite put a finger on.

Frank writes:

Dad’s disciplinarian school masters often verbally or physically abused their students. They had a high status in society, were well paid and lived in flash houses.

Herr Hübers often threatened his class with the prospect of becoming Ritzenschiebers. Whenever the tram tracks got twisted, a team of Ritzenschiebers, armed with crowbars, would straighten them. “If you don’t do your homework, you’ll become a Ritzenschieber” “What a class of dummies you are! You’ll all end up Ritzenschiebers” and so on.
Thomas was the class dunce. Herr Hübers would often pick on him: “Thomas, Du bist so dämlich…was soll aus dir noch werden?” “Thomas, you’re so stupid! …What will ever become of you? …”  “RITZENSCHIEBER! Herr Lehrer!” “A RITZENSCHIEBER! Sir!”
German tourists and visitors to Yuendumu have never heard of Ritzenschiebers.

Some of Dad’s schoolmates in Oberhausen (less than 10 Km north of Mülheim an der Ruhr)
, after they decided not to become ritzenschiebers.