The New Zealand Railways Magazine, Volume 7, Issue 3 (July 1, 1932)
Rail-wails
Rail-wails.
Money is like knowledge insofar (and further) that too much is a dangerous thing. Too much knowledge leads to lecturing, writing for the papers, school-teaching, and kindred evils. In its most debauched stage it even develops into that head complaint known as the “Radio Rabies,” in which the victim suffers the delusion that people are listening to him while he builds broadcastles in the air. On the other hand, a little knowledge develops the imagination by encouraging the owner of the deficiency to make up what he doesn't know. Thus, knowing how little I know about railways and their contiguous aspirations, I feel a fit and improper person to divulge any lack of knowledge I am fortunate enough to possess, to any one foolish enough to listen. Most particularly do I address those young railwaders who are anxious to reach the top of the ladder without using the ladder.
As one who knows what he is talking about, except when he is talking about it, allow me to acerbate a few rules and tribulations for the guidance of those about to look back with satisfaction on their futures:—