Road Over Rail Persuasive Speech
There’s a woman who screams at least twice every morning on the very fast bus that takes us workers into the city.
She does it once when we all get slammed to our right as the bus veers left to exit the F23 and join the M78. And she screams again when we are treated to zero gravity for about one second when the velocity of the bus nicely matches the radius of a convex on the PM Abbott Superhighway. This happens just near Castle Hill on the last stretch into the guts of Sydney. The President has passed legislation, written by the Australian Productivity Team, that permits, in fact commands, that the very fast bus never stops for anything; not for deaths, inside or outside the bus, not for terrorist attacks, not for cyclones – yes, cyclones in Sydney, not for global financial crises, and certainly not for some screaming …show more content…
Talk of trains is tantamount to treason.
Oblivious, Ruben continues, “Forty years ago we failed to tackle population and we chose road over rail. No wonder we’re now working to ninety…or more.”
Anja pictures alarm bells ringing in a secret building in Canberra somewhere and the words guilt by association rolling underneath on an imaginary ticker tape.
She politely kicks this silly man and with her head draws his gaze towards the CCTV cameras above. He may be bit of an absent minded science nerd but he is not totally naive to the modern paranoia.
“Oh, meta-data. I get it,” he says.
Her horror only escalates. She opens her eyes wide to tell him without words, you are a fool – shut up.
Ruben, demonstrating further that he is up to speed, leans forward and says, “My name is Elvis Presley and this is my granddaughter Shirley Temple.” He winks at Anja and quickly whispers into Shirley’s ear that he is playing a game with the nice
She does it once when we all get slammed to our right as the bus veers left to exit the F23 and join the M78. And she screams again when we are treated to zero gravity for about one second when the velocity of the bus nicely matches the radius of a convex on the PM Abbott Superhighway. This happens just near Castle Hill on the last stretch into the guts of Sydney. The President has passed legislation, written by the Australian Productivity Team, that permits, in fact commands, that the very fast bus never stops for anything; not for deaths, inside or outside the bus, not for terrorist attacks, not for cyclones – yes, cyclones in Sydney, not for global financial crises, and certainly not for some screaming …show more content…
Talk of trains is tantamount to treason.
Oblivious, Ruben continues, “Forty years ago we failed to tackle population and we chose road over rail. No wonder we’re now working to ninety…or more.”
Anja pictures alarm bells ringing in a secret building in Canberra somewhere and the words guilt by association rolling underneath on an imaginary ticker tape.
She politely kicks this silly man and with her head draws his gaze towards the CCTV cameras above. He may be bit of an absent minded science nerd but he is not totally naive to the modern paranoia.
“Oh, meta-data. I get it,” he says.
Her horror only escalates. She opens her eyes wide to tell him without words, you are a fool – shut up.
Ruben, demonstrating further that he is up to speed, leans forward and says, “My name is Elvis Presley and this is my granddaughter Shirley Temple.” He winks at Anja and quickly whispers into Shirley’s ear that he is playing a game with the nice