It's Despicable

A critical schism has appeared in our society.

Listening to a young news reader this morning tell me that the Victorian duck hunting season had opened to howls of protest, the radio "personality" cut in with,

"Are you sure it's duck season?"

"Yes," she says. Wondering why it would be questioned.

"Are you sure it's not wabbit season?" labours the personality, pulling the gun into his own mouth.

Pause.

"Look, 'duck' is what I've got here and I had the Victorian Government press release, Ok?"

Let that be a warner to all of us.