Cleveland Freightlines’ Negligence Fine Increased in Court Appeal

A trucking company’s fine for failing to comply with safety standards has more than doubled, after a Worksafe WA appeal to the state’s Supreme Court argued that the initial amount was too lenient. Cleveland Freightlines will now pay $58,000, instead of the original $27,000,

Cleveland Freightlines’ offences, which occurred in January and February 2015, include nine counts of failing to ensure their drivers recorded their breaks, and six counts of allowing one driver to work more than seventeen hours. Their negligence was uncovered by a joint operation between the Main Roads Department, WA Police and WorkSafe intended to find intoxicated or fatigued drivers. In December 2016, the Magistrate’s Court of Western Australia fined Cleveland Freightlines $27,000.

In their appeal, Worksafe argued that the original fine did not adequately reflect the size of the trucking business, the seriousness of their negligence or the need to discourage similar oversights in the future. WorkSafe WA Commissioner Ian Munns, pleased with the court’s decision, said that “There’s very little deterrence value in a low level fine – the company will simply pay the fine and move on and the serious risks to road safety will remain.”

Statistics from Road Safety Commission show that fatigue was a factor in 27 fatal crashes in 2016, with 25 people receiving critical injuries. Acting Road Safety Commissioner Iain Cameron said “Fatigue remains the silent killer on our roads, and it can affect anyone behind the wheel, day or night. I would encourage companies to ensure that the safety of their employees and other road users is a priority in planning their work practices, policies and procedures.”

The commission recommends that any driver showing signs of sleepiness should take a break or let someone else take the wheel. Excessive driving times, poor sleep, or staying awake for more than fifteen hours can significantly increase the chance of a fatigue-related crash.


So it’s probably clear that I’ve been taking an indefinite break from this blog. It stopped being fun and started feeling more like a chore, and I wasn’t satisfied with the quality of the writing.

The above article was written as a sample for a trucking trade magazine. Don’t worry, they didn’t use it and I specified the word count and the deadline before writing it, so it wasn’t a dodgy internship or write-for-exposure scenario. This article didn’t get me the job, partially because the subject matter was depressing. The magazine was more interested in improving companies’ reputations than reporting hard-hitting truck news, which makes sense for a publication dedicated to selling advertising space. To their credit, they did say that safety tips in the last paragraph redeemed my article a bit.

I’m posting it here because, say what you’d like about some of the awkward sentences, it’s a pretty good attempt given this was my first serious attempt at anything remotely journalistic. If you’re interested in the sources I used, check out this court transcript,  this press release and this information from the Road Safety Commission. Rewriting press releases. for a second there I was like a real journalist!

On the book side of life, the most interesting thing I’ve read this year was The Exegesis of Philip K. Dick, and ‘fucked-up’ could replace ‘interesting’ in this sentence and it’d still be true. It was an experience.


Bill & Ted’s Triumphant Return – Brian Lynch


The aspiring musicians Bill and Ted are the protagonists of two classic sci-fi comedies released around the time I was born. Something like a combination of Wayne’s World and Doctor Who, the films revolve around Bill and Ted using a time-travelling phone booth to guarantee their destiny as messianic rockstars who establish a bizarre future utopia. They’re great fun, though the bit where their evil robot doppelgangers open their skin seriously freaked me out as a kid. Last year Bill and Ted returned in Boom Studios’ comic called, er, Bill and Ted’s Triumphant Return.

Written by Brian Lynch, the main story begins after the conclusion of Bill and Ted’s Bogus Journey. Bill and Ted are having trouble writing their second song, so they decide to visit their future utopia to plagiarize themselves. (I have no idea how ethical that is…) They get sidetracked when they encounter a younger version of someone who tried to murder them, and he’s so pathetic that they befriend him. From there, the duo have to deal with parallel timelines, depressed Martian scientists and a tyrannical society where all forms of music have been banned.

It’s a fun story. It builds from the concepts and characters introduced in the original film, but takes them in new directions that seem inevitable in hindsight.

There’s also a few short stories at the end. My favourite was one about Dante irritating the Bill and Ted version of death, but the Ryan North’s story about robots being affected by email spam was also excellent.

The art was bright and colourful, suiting the cartoony feel of the original series.

If Bill & Ted mean anything to you, you’ll enjoy to this comic. Now I need to go watch the originals.

Niels Klim’s Underground Travels – Ludvig Holberg


If I had to endure any stock speculative fiction scenario, I’d choose the hollow earth. Partially because Etidorpha made a lasting impression on me, partially because getting lost in a cave is easier than space travel, partially because subterranean societies often combine superscience with occultism and that’s real cool. Knowing my luck, I’d probably end up in some derivative vampire novel filled with bloodsuckers who go on and on about how they’re different from those vampires you read about in other books, they’re sensible realistic vampires, sunlight doesn’t phase them and their mind-reading powers are definitely not silly. Out of sheer irritation, I’d make lazy quips about Twilight until they stake me. I’d rather meet a dinosaur anyday.

So you can imagine my joy when I started read Niels Klim’s Underground Travels, a 1741 Danish novel that can lazily be described as a fusion of Journey to the Center of the Earth and Gulliver’s Travels. Niels Klim is a graduate who explores the wrong cave and ends up plummeting down to the fantastically-named planet Nazar, an orb floating within a geocentric solar system within the hollow earth, complete with miniature sun. He lands in Potu, a kingdom inhabited by condescending tree people – basically Groots with a Houyhnhnm attitude. After working as a footman for a year, the king tasks him with writing a travelogue of Nazar.

I’ve gotta say, this book’s initial set-up was highly reminiscent of Dorothy and the Wizard in Oz. Both novels begin with the protagonist falling into the hollow earth and getting arrested by sentient plants. Baum likely read Niels Klim.

Niels’ travels are Oz-like, since they’re a sequence of episodic encounters with freakish beings and bizarre societies. Most of them are trees, including a nation of desolate philosophers, a nation of ecstatic innocents, and a place where traditional gender roles are reversed. Beyond the flora, Niels meets prophetic mermaids, animal people, walking and talking musical instruments and a merchant who communicates exclusively through farts. The last chapter, which reads like a parody of the white savior trope, has Niels shipwrecked upon an island of primitive humans who he quickly transforms into an all-powerful empire, with him as the megalomaniacal tyrant.

There’s a lot that goes on underground.

Easily the best part of Niels Klim are the extracts from Fragments of Tanian’s Diary, kept on a Voyage above-ground, Translated by his Excellency, M. Tomopoloko, General-in-chief, in the Service of his Tanaquitic majesty. These extracts invert the novel’s premise by allowing an inhabitant of Nazar to describe European society. It’s funny stuff, particularly Tanian’s understanding of Catholicism.

There’s only one thing that bothers me. What are the houses made from in Potu? For a tree to live in a wooden house seems uncomfortably close to cannibalism, especially for a society that makes so much of its morality. Maybe it’s fine if the houses are made from a different species of timber, I tell myself something similar whenever I eat meat. If I were writing a story about bipedal tree people I’d have them live in caves or in huts woven from vines. Why would a tree even need a house?

Ignoring pressing real estate questions, I’d recommend Niels Klim to Gulliver fans. It’s not as good, but it’s the same sort of thing.

Significant Digits – Alexander D

It’s Harry Potter, but not as you know it.

I really should feel guilty for writing something so corny, but what the hell, it fits the sci-fi tone of the story.

Significant Digits is the sequel to Elizer Yudkowsky’s Harry Potter and the Methods of Rationality, perhaps the most famous fan fiction of recent years. If you haven’t read it, imagine if Ponder Stibbons from Discworld was so arrogant that he could bully the Unseen University faculty into doing whatever experiment he wanted. Alexander D is kind enough to offer a synopsis of his inspiration on his site, and I’ve actually got a review of it somewhere on my blog, but honestly, I think Significant Digits is the superior novel.

It begins with an adult Harry Potter in the process of ‘optimising’ the wizarding world through international treaties and scientific investigation into the mysteries of magic. With the ultimate goal of defeating death, Harry has voluntarily placed himself under house arrest within his Tower, his main scientific institute, fearing a prophecy predicting that one day he will destroy the world. Meanwhile, a superpowered Hermione has set herself the task of abolishing Azkaban prisons and Draco Malfoy is presumably up to no good.

The focus on the world outside Britain is one of Significant Digits’ greatest strengths. Sometimes I suspect that part of Harry Potter’s appeal is the complete absence of Americans. I know that must sound harsh to American readers, but just try imagining hearing American accents blare from televisions your whole life to the point that local accents, if they make it to television, sound ridiculous. There’s got to a huge overlap between Anglophiles and hard-core Potter fans. Sometimes I think Rowling took the British thing too far, sometimes her Wizarding World bordered on autarky. Alexander D remedies this oversight by showing us how magical communities organise themselves in India, China, Turkey, and yes, America. In fact, how Harry’s faction deals with the America’s Westphalian Council is a significant plotline line a book. His worldbuilding, extrapolating from Rowling’s vague concepts, is very satisfying.

Oh, and at one point, someone refers to a biscuit as a ‘cookie’. That ruined the immersion for me – cookie is a blatant Americanism and honestly, it sounds babyish to me. Probably because I most frequently use the word ‘cookie’ in relation to the famous monster. (You know he has a British cousin called the Biscuit Monster? Also I’m fairly sure his vision isn’t that great – his eyes never change direction, probably the reason why he sometimes eats thing that aren’t actually food).

Back to Significant Digits. This story is far less didactic than Harry Potter and the Methods of Rationality. With HPMOR, it felt like every other chapter had Harry attempt to resolve an argument with Dumbledore by giving him a lecture about Bayesian numbers, or textbook psychology or statistics. I don’t mind being challenged by fiction, but I draw the line at being lectured by it. Alexander D still bought the big ideas to his story, like space travel through bottomless gourds or the creative use of magical contracts, but none of these props distracted from the narrative.

What did distract from the narrative was the epigraphs. Sure, I don’t mind a bit of Beowulf or Aeschylus every now and then, but an italicised verse at the beginning of each passage is a bit gratuitous. Still they’re very easy to skim over and they do an excellent job of adding some historical depth to the story, which is particularly worthwhile seeing how lacking that was in Rowling’s world. I also appreciated the extracts from fictional wizarding manuscripts, especially the one about Merlin.

In my totally objective opinion, Significant Digits is better than Harry Potter and the Methods of Rationality. I don’t know if it’s the best fan fiction I’ve ever read, but it’s certainly up there. Rowling should seriously consider publishing some of these things, along the lines of those old Star Trek or Buffy paperbacks, maybe some of the money could go to Lumos. And I honestly wouldn’t be surprised if something like Significant Digits won the Hugo Award one day.



Bleeding Edge – Thomas Pynchon


Thomas Pynchon knows who Prince Vegeta is.

Normally you’d expect the relationship between a cartoon character and a Western Literary Canon novelist to be the other way around. Homer Simpson would recognise the name Shakespeare, you can assume that Daria would be familiar with Kafka, but it’d really blow your mind if they starting talking about characters from nineties animation.

My mind was certainly blown when Pynchon described his protagonist’s children watching Dragon Ball Z, bubbling over with questions like: does he identify with King Kai or he is more of a Doctor Briefs man? Has he managed to wring some Pynchonian insight out of the all that filler? Did he mention Vegeta specifically because he’s clearly the best character in the whole franchise? In 2012 my literary diet was heavily dominated by surprisingly intelligent Dragon Ball fan fiction – did he write one of those stories under a pseudonym?

Bleeding Edge tells the story of a de-certified private detective who finds herself investigating New York’s cyberspace scene in the months before 9/11.

As the invocation of Prince Vegeta shows, Pynchon did a whole lot of research on late nineties/early noughties culture. How well this works for you probably depends on how old you were in 2001 – I was eleven, so this novel was a weird nostalgia piece for me. I’d be very interested in seeing what a tech-head would make of it.

This was probably the most disappointing Pynchon book I’ve read to date. Maybe it was between me being busy and worrying about looking for work, but I had trouble keeping track of the protagonist’s motivations and beliefs. I know that Pynchon’s works are meant to be this wave of semi-coherent prose that you’re meant to let wash over you like some sort of literary ocean, but I felt more confused than engaged.

Still, I want to get my hand on a copy of Gravity’s Rainbow.

The Batman/Judge Dredd Collection – Alan Grant and John Wagner

I have no idea who this Judge Dredd character is, but his crossovers with Batman sure has some beautiful art. The cover simply doesn’t do the artwork justice, it’s really intricate and done with paint or pencil or something. I’d buy a poster. The four stories were good as well, but nothing could compare with the posters.

Batman Nightfall: Volume 1 – Doug Mench


You remember that time Superman died for a bit back in the nineties? Turns out that soon after, Batman broke his spine, and Batman: Knightfall explains how that injury came about.

Bane is a genius muscleman raised in a prison, and perhaps it’s that detachment from the mainstream cultural mileau that explains his decision to dress like a roided up luchador. His intensity and isolation could also explain why he’s so fixated on ‘breaking’ the Batman – the official reason is that he had nightmares about bats as a child. And yes, this Bane inspired the character with the same name in The Dark Knight Rises.

Bane’s plan to wear down Batman by freeing all the villains from Arkham Asylum, and attack Batman shortly before his inevitable breakdown. The great thing about this scheme is that it allows the writers to showcase iconic Batman baddies like The Made Hatter, The Riddler, The Scarecrow and the Joker, the last two of which even team up.

Batman’s replacement, a blonde assassin brainwashed by monks, proves too radical even for his mentor’s taste. But what he does with the batmantle will be covered in the next book, which I really need to read.