My Manifesto: The Incoherent Ramblings of a Madman

I have been looking into the stormwater drainage issues in town lately. It is really annoying that the people who complain the loudest have the least worries and vice-versa. The person who had a bit of water lap their bottom corner of their garden complains almost daily till i get there to inspect - the person who has water up to waist height - was like: "Well - you win some, you lose some"

Usually the problems are easy to work out. The designers and certifiers haven't followed the Australian Standards (of the day), they haven't followed the laws (of the day), and they haven't followed the Council Standards (of the day) - when you compare the old standards with todays - they are no where near complying.

Today was different. Today was the day when the design worked on paper. Today was the day when they abided by the current standards. Today was the day when everything should have been fine in an ideal world. Today was the day that the utopian design should still be running at optimal condition because it was checked by maintenance and found to be fine. Today was the day I was perplexed. I sort of sat there for half an hour trying to work out how in the hell I could show what was wrong with it. It fails in practice - there is obviously something wrong - but on paper it complies.

Tomorrow is the day I work out why.