Wednesday, June 24, 2015

 (Above: answer: the pond is on the side of David Pope, and more Pope here, give him a click or three)

Each day the pond wakes up tremulous with excitement.

What fresh delight will emerge from the Pandora's Box sometimes known as the lizard Oz? What rich ingredients will the reptiles have prepared for the feast of the day?

Oh sure there are bon bons designed to whet the appetite:

But there's no need to get around the paywall enjoy that treat. The ineffable stupidity is right there in the splash, and says it all.

Now the pond has to confess that one of its dearest hopes is that Janet Albrechtsen - she of climate denialism, Lord Monckton worship and the UN using climate science to establish world government - would line up with others in the commentariat to give the Pope a good slapping in a way that only Dame Slap could manage.

But sadly this day Dame Slap is a bitter disappointment and the pond must swallow copious tears, as instead Dame Slap - herself a lawyer by way of training - continues to display a contempt for her fellow lawyers, the rule of law, and herself, given the mental corruption apparently induced by her training:

Well that was the pond's takeaway message without bothering to read Dame Slap, since the notion of making something 'lawyer proof' means it should be handed over willy nilly to the politicians, when anyone with a brain even the size of a pea knows that the first thing any piece of legislation should be is 'politician proof'. 

Imagine giving a doofus like Dutton power over the citizenry; imagine giving big Mal free rein to blather about national security; imagine allowing Tony Abbott to go on yet another anti-ABC crusade while clucking and tut-tutting as he sets the county on the road to McCarthyist neo-fascism.

Yes the fascist Murdochians are in full cry about the ABC, and we're not on the road to McCarthyism now, we've arrived, but the pond refused to give prominence to their fascist delight in Photoshop and tabloid gutter headlines.

As a result, beggars can't be choosers, because the pond was determined to get delight out of the Papal fuss that's still causing fits amongst the commentariat, and so it settled for second best, the dullest man in the drawer, the knife that makes the spoon look sharp and cutting, the man in fierce contention with Gerard Henderson for the title of Prattling Polonius, the veritable splade of kitchen utensils:

Oh dear, it seems that Kelly, seemingly aged, judging by the haggard visage presented, no doubt caused by years of servility and lick spittle service to Rupert Murdoch, is completely without wisdom and worldly awareness, and has just discovered Christ was a socialist.

Now before we plough on and read Kelly, the pond would like to proudly present Luke 12, KJV, and remember the days when the pond, at a very tender age, in second year high school, read the bible from cover to cover on the path to atheism (yes, reading the KJV was adjudged a sin in those days by the church). 

Sadly it's in the arcane argot favoured at the time the homosexual king first began to terrify Tony Abbott, but the pond prefers the poetical period language and it shouldn't be too tricky for anyone other than Kelly:

In the mean time, when there were gathered together an innumerable multitude of people, insomuch that they trode one upon another, he began to say unto his disciples first of all, Beware ye of the leaven of the Pharisees, which is hypocrisy. 
For there is nothing covered, that shall not be revealed; neither hid, that shall not be known. Therefore whatsoever ye have spoken in darkness shall be heard in the light; and that which ye have spoken in the ear in closets shall be proclaimed upon the housetops. 
And I say unto you my friends, Be not afraid of them that kill the body, and after that have no more that they can do. 
But I will forewarn you whom ye shall fear: Fear him, which after he hath killed hath power to cast into hell; yea, I say unto you, Fear him. 
Are not five sparrows sold for two farthings, and not one of them is forgotten before God? 
But even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear not therefore: ye are of more value than many sparrows. 
Also I say unto you, Whosoever shall confess me before men, him shall the Son of man also confess before the angels of God: 
But he that denieth me before men shall be denied before the angels of God. 
And whosoever shall speak a word against the Son of man, it shall be forgiven him: but unto him that blasphemeth against the Holy Ghost it shall not be forgiven. 
And when they bring you unto the synagogues, and unto magistrates, and powers, take ye no thought how or what thing ye shall answer, or what ye shall say: 
For the Holy Ghost shall teach you in the same hour what ye ought to say. 
And one of the company said unto him, Master, speak to my brother, that he divide the inheritance with me. 
And he said unto him, Man, who made me a judge or a divider over you? 
And he said unto them, Take heed, and beware of covetousness: for a man's life consisteth not in the abundance of the things which he possesseth. 
And he spake a parable unto them, saying, The ground of a certain rich man brought forth plentifully: And he thought within himself, saying, What shall I do, because I have no room where to bestow my fruits? 
And he said, This will I do: I will pull down my barns, and build greater; and there will I bestow all my fruits and my goods. 
And I will say to my soul, Soul, thou hast much goods laid up for many years; take thine ease, eat, drink, and be merry.  
But God said unto him, Thou fool, this night thy soul shall be required of thee: then whose shall those things be, which thou hast provided? 
So is he that layeth up treasure for himself, and is not rich toward God. 
And he said unto his disciples, Therefore I say unto you, Take no thought for your life, what ye shall eat; neither for the body, what ye shall put on. 
The life is more than meat, and the body is more than raiment. 
Consider the ravens: for they neither sow nor reap; which neither have storehouse nor barn; and God feedeth them: how much more are ye better than the fowls? 
And which of you with taking thought can add to his stature one cubit? 
If ye then be not able to do that thing which is least, why take ye thought for the rest? 
Consider the lilies how they grow: they toil not, they spin not; and yet I say unto you, that Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. 
If then God so clothe the grass, which is to day in the field, and to morrow is cast into the oven; how much more will he clothe you, O ye of little faith? 
And seek not ye what ye shall eat, or what ye shall drink, neither be ye of doubtful mind. 
For all these things do the nations of the world seek after: and your Father knoweth that ye have need of these things. 
But rather seek ye the kingdom of God; and all these things shall be added unto you. 
Fear not, little flock; for it is your Father's good pleasure to give you the kingdom. 
Sell that ye have, and give alms; provide yourselves bags which wax not old, a treasure in the heavens that faileth not, where no thief approacheth, neither moth corrupteth. 
For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also.

Phew, that's enough of that socialist jibber jabber what with wax bags and alms and being down on the rich man laying up treasure, and you could, if you were perverse and as tedious as Paul Kelly, go on and on with other examples from the sayings of Christ.

But let's instead cut to pure, undiluted Kelly in close-up:

Yep, this is an astonishing howl of pain and a great delight to the pond, and being the pontificating Kelly, it goes on and on at almost unendurable length, like a papal encyclical:

Dear sweet long absent lord, surely the pope should just tend to peddling the benefits of an after-life, spruiking heaven over purgatory, and finally settling the matter of limbo. Surely it's wrong to brood about the state of the planet?

How dare the papal intruder criticise business for being too slow to respond, when we all know that wind turbines are visually noisy and intrusive and cause major sickness, unlike coal mines which are wondrously healing.

Why isn't there a kind of Lourdes everyone can visit in the Hunter Valley, so that true believers can be cleansed of sin and healed, by ingesting a bit of coal dust? Instead of that magic water in bowls at the entrance to churches, why not a bit of coal dust for a sprinkling? How about baptisms conducted with a dash of iron ore to the forehead?

As for carbon credits - dare we call it an emissions trading scheme? - how outrageous that the papal greenie leftie shares the scepticism and denialism of our wonderful current leader, who resolutely stood against such shocking chicanery.

Talk about economic ideology at its purest!

Okay, the pond could go on and on, so let's just leave it at this: isn't it wonderful to see Kelly writhing at being called a sinner, committing many sins, just like all the other sinful climate denialists?

Isn't it great that the reptiles are slowly waking up - at least the Catholics amongst them - that they've been damned to a good long stint in purgatory, at a bare minimum, for their sinful climate denialist ways...

But now let's wrap it up:

Actually for anyone who bothered to read Luke 12, it was Christ who said less is more.

And he said unto them, Take heed, and beware of covetousness: for a man's life consisteth not in the abundance of the things which he possesseth. 

That's why it's an eternal verity, but clearly, like many conservative reptiles, Kelly doesn't really give a flying fig about Christ or Christianity or Christ's message.

Just like a certain Prime Minister, busy demonising anyone in sight so that he can stay in power ... and Murdochians peddling their rabid snake oil like money lenders in the temple.

Christ had plenty to say about those forms of corruption too ...

But enough of this wondrous hypocrisy and stupendous fun.

Let those of you who are surrounded by rocks feel free to fling as many stones as you like ...

Come on David Rowe, show us how it's done - and as always more Rowe here.


  1. Another contemptible front page from the Courier Mail

    1. Joseph Goebbels would be mighty impressed.

  2. Well it used to be that you were hanged, drawn and quartered just for saying things like -

    "When Adam delved and Eve span, Who was then the gentleman? From the beginning all men by nature were created alike, and our bondage or servitude came in by the unjust oppression of naughty men. For if God would have had any bondmen from the beginning, he would have appointed who should be bond, and who free. And therefore I exhort you to consider that now the time is come, appointed to us by God, in which ye may (if ye will) cast off the yoke of bondage, and recover liberty."

    "The unjust oppression of naughty men" indeed! (Quaint usage but true nonetheless.)

  3. Kool-Aid Kelly ain't drinking it,he's mainlining it and thinks he's the man with the golden brain.What a rant!
    "This assumes, of course, that many of the anti-religious,often pagan elements in the developed world with whom the Pope has aligned himself with will have the nous to exploit his manifesto" Oh,The Horror, The Horror!!
    Every paragraph is gold. In an older age he would have been hung,drawn and quartered and his head put on a pike.
    Poor old Kelly is surely living in the twilight zone.
    Plus, won't someone think of the school Chaplains.

  4. Someone just posted this on CiF at the Guardian. Hilarious!!

  5. This is hilarious - or not. :(

    A white supremacist post on an Australian blog that hosts Dame Groan and several supposedly respectable wing nut economists.

    The last comment from the author of the post, who apparently is some sort of recognised writer illustrates the character of people who participate on this blog, and that isn't hilarious at all.


    #1718871, posted on June 24, 2015 at 2:31 pm

    A nice point about the role of the black Africans in the slave trade.

    Any time you want to feel sick, check out the Islamic slave trade in Africa and the Middle East."

    Eeewwww, actually any time anyone wants to feel sick just visit this site.

  6. Where do you buy jackboots? They seem to be in fashion.
    Miss pp


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