Australia: All Mine*

Amid the high-sodium snacks and local businesses being spruiked on billboards along the New England Highway, one can be momentarily distracted – or subliminally swayed – by the odd pro-dig-a-hole piece of propaganda.

Lest you worry that the constant removal of earth be somehow detrimental in the long term, surely this convinces you otherwise:

No passengers!
That's not creepy or portentous at all.

Then there's the smiling, hi-vis face of the many and varied economies reliant upon our current obsession with literally undermining what is now pristine countryside.

Because if you go down a hole, someone has to lift you out of it, right?
Enter the helpful, gender-balanced workforce of professional lifters ... sorry – thinkers, Robertsons:

I applaud them for their choice of headwear – finally I know what thinking caps look like.

* I think I should send this to Tourism Australia as a slogan suggestion.
Can't be any worse than their recent efforts. Certainly more honest.