Thursday, December 03, 2015

How many rough Brough jokes can a tree take before it falls silently to the forest earth ...

(Above: hold that thought. That cock crowing thrice will come in handy later).

It goes without saying that the United States is deeply disturbed, with a canker at its core:

O Rose that art sick.
The invisible worm
That flies in the night
In the howling storm:

Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy:
And his dark secret love
Does thy live destroy.

Substitute visible guns, flying in the day, creating a howling storm, with a dark public GOP supported NRA love, and you'd have a poem for modern America ...

So to avoid brooding, what better way to lighten the mood than to contemplate the rough Brough and the reptile reports of the day ...

First, can we just get the police investigation, the gathering of evidence, the court case, the plea, the case for the prosecution, the case for the defence, the consideration of the jury, and the clear, obvious verdict out of the way:

There, done and dusted, and a feather duster in the making. 

No wonder the bouffant one was on the case ...

Ah, the three times rule ... we all know where that came from ...

See, that cock crowing did come in handy ... three times now, and more crowing to come ...

The point is, of course, that so long as the fuzz are maintaining the rage against junk and the rough Brough, so long as there's an ongoing sore being scratched and picked at, the rough Brough is going to be a distraction and a menace.

Worse, Brough has shown himself to be the sort of devious, scheming, manipulative rogue who, when dumped to the back bench, would show a vengeful frame of mind. Throw in an innate dumbness and that spells trouble.

The eerie Brough presence reached a kind of surreal peak with this Daily Terror image:

No wonder the Oz editorialist was also on the prowl this morning and wringing hands. And you know it's reached the high point when the reptiles feel inclined to indulge in their own comedy stylings about the rough Brough:

Actually the political problem is that the rough Brough was one of the plotters that brought Malware to power, and if his reward is to be asked to step aside, who knows what scheming and plotting the humiliated Brough might begin ...

And so the pond is already storing up treasures so that the new year might begin with further pleasures ... because the fuzz, having now stepped into the water, must trudge to a wearying conclusion ... and if they can't work out that a public confession of guilt on television must carry a little weight, they'll be even more open to mockery that Malware and the rough Brough ...

Naturally the cartoonists were having a field day, with David Rowe taking the reptile punning to a peak gruff rough Mal bruff country ... and aren't those black field crows in the distance a delightful presence? (Always with the detail, and as always properly formatted Rowe can be tweeted here).


  1. If Brough survives the day, then, DP, you will forgive me if I deploy the 'trussed turkey' meme, I trust?
    Either that, or Mal will spend the entire Xmas break checking the soles of his pumps.

    1. Don't sluff off the rough Brough UC, the pond is always in desperate need of his unique brand of comedy stylings ...

  2. Does Brough rhyme with Enough, Cough or Slough?

    1. Definitions of slough
      a. - Slow.
      n. - A place of deep mud or mire; a hole full of mire.
      n. - A wet place; a swale; a side channel or inlet from a river.
      - imp. of Slee, to slay. Slew.
      n. - The skin, commonly the cast-off skin, of a serpent or of some similar animal.
      n. - The dead mass separating from a foul sore; the dead part which separates from the living tissue in mortification.
      v. i. - To form a slough; to separate in the form of dead matter from the living tissues; -- often used with off, or away; as, a sloughing ulcer; the dead tissues slough off slowly.
      v. t. - To cast off; to discard as refuse


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