The Worst of Perth

Paid parking begins at stations tomorrow. I don’t entirely disagree with the concept. Walk to the station you lazy pricks. The $2 coins will be rolling in.

Speaking of rivers of gold, there’s a new afternoon paper literally mooted for Perth. It’s hard to know who Sean “Mooner” Mooney was reading in The West when his backside literally burst asunder under the weight of the dross. Was it Paul “knobhead” Nurry, Zoltan “corpse-like” Kovacs or Griffin “Pam Casellas”Longley? Mooner’s neuvo Daily News will be unfortunately modelled on Melbourne’s mX (aka mostly Xite), which is like a shitty version of Xpress magazine with the point of difference being that someone will actually hand the rag to you – at first a smiling skimpy, then by gradually less attractive minions as the days go by. Nice that Mooner has been getting printing quotes. I hear the Fairfax presses may have some spare capacity.