The ex Lord Mayor of Darwin is in jail after losing his appeal against false accounting charges while he was in office. 

Using council funds, this goose spent $2,758 on such items as a fridge, Darth Vader voice distorter, hair dyes and women's underwear. 

Now I am doomed to forever picture him dressed up in heavy drag lurching towards the fridge and telling his partner in the deepest of Darth Vader voices, "Do ya wanna beer hon?"

He has to be another candidate for Drongo Of The Year.

There are far too many people out there who go unrecognised for their efforts to brighten up our lives with random acts of gross stupidity.  With this in mind, I'm instigating a new award. 

Like the nominees, the award is totally worthless. I shall poll the candidates at the end of the year and you can vote on it. I encourage you to nominate anybody who you feel is suitably unworthy.

My first candidate for the job goes to the anonymous subject of my previous post (The Bike Rider). Should he win, I have no doubt that I will be awarding the honour posthumously. 

The subject of this post however, is a strong candidate indeed. I quote from the 'Perth Now' news site:

"Learner 'hooned in police station car park'
February 04, 2008 08:04am

 It is 3:15 a.m. as I write this and I have just come home from work. 

It also happens to be a Friday night and so there are revellers returning home who are still driving around the streets of Perth. Canning Highway was not busy, but there were cars ahead of me. Probably about 6 in all, and they occupied both lanes. Occasionally a car would change position from left to right lane, or right to left depending entirely I suppose, upon the driving habits of the occupants. As usual, some drivers hardly indicated - if at all.

I was in the right hand land, having recently overtaken a vehicle and I estimate I was travelling at a speed of about 65kph when I had the living daylights frightened from me. A motorbike came up on the inside lane and I had no warning of his arrival. He weaved his way through the cars ahead of me and what frightened me was the sheer lunacy of the speed at which he was travelling. I would conservatively estimate it at approximately 180kph. It was outlandish and suicidal and frankly inexplicable. it would have been bad enough on an empty road, but this road had cars in both lanes moving generally about 65 kph and changing lanes as well. I am mystified by the extent of the stupidity of this bike rider.

In keeping with my relatively new belief system and indeed, a philosophy that I am happy to debate and defend, I really would feel an awful sadness for his family and friends when his blood and flesh is eventually splattered across 300 metres of bitumen. As far as the fucking idiot himself is concerned though, I don't give a giant flying rat's arse. People like this deserve no sympathy, no compassion no remorse, no regret.  

I'm not wishing him death. I wouldn't do that and I need not wish it anyway for it will surely happen (if it hasn't happened already further up the road). I only wish that he takes no one else with him. People like this can be such a drain upon our limited emergency service resources and our overtaxed health system.

As I've said before, my milk of human kindness has curdled in recent years. I'll save my sympathy for the innocent and the more deserving. Fuckwits with a racing Honda between their legs do not attract the compassionate side of my nature. 

What ye sow, so ye shall reap.