Tuesday, February 09, 2016

Anything's possible in these amazing times, including the Caterists returning their grant because money never fixed anything ...


Well indeed, and there's nothing more to say about that, which is why a visit to Rowe here can keep conversations and arguments to a modest necessity and no more.

It's possible that conversations are also terse in the poodle's home this day as the wrestling man, the gorgeous George of SA politics attracts the eye, even if he passes as gorgeous Nick ...


But it was tempting to rant at length at the way Media Watch revealed the full enormity of Beating up the banquet...

How does Simon Benson sleep at night? Easily, twisted and piked like a crooked man, while taking down the thoughts of Tony Abbott ...

And so we passed from this ...



To this ...




The pond knew it was a beat up from the horse's mouth the moment it saw the tweeted shots of Abbott with McCain and posing next to fellow war criminal Henry, but it was nice to have the full enormity of the white anting, the back stabbing,  the media conniving, and the truth of the no wrecking, no undermining, no sniping lie revealed, even if it was a week late...

Ah well, it would be too much for anyone to expect Abbott to accept a job as a human rights envoy. Perhaps as an envoy for ongoing political treachery? Or perhaps he could make a job sharing offer to run the UN with former Chairman Rudd?

And yet, this very day, the reptiles were at it again today ... this time using a third party to maintain the campaign of rehabilitation and redemption ...


Turnbull needs Abbott like a hole in the head, Ms McGregor, and the same can be said of the country. 

Why not take a squiz at the distorting, dissembling ways of the Bensonist Terrorists, eager to foment revolution, before seeing redemption in the notion that the man isn't flirting with the Australian Liberty Alliance. You mean we should take comfort he's also not flirting with the neo-Nazis and the Stalinists?

That other column is by Sarrah Le Marquand, taking a break from her duties as a rocket scientist to do her 18C duties, showing that the passing around of the kool aid at the water cooler keeps all the reptiles on the same song sheet ...

The pond merely includes it as part of its record-keeping, because today is always Caterist day, and we must move on to that rich, rewarding experience ... and what a ripper it promises to be ...


Indeed, indeed, but the pond felt a need to provide one necessary exclusion, one obvious exception.

Spending of taxpayer money will build a better Menzies Research Centre, and it will build a better lifestyle for the Caterists, and so in that - admittedly rare and exclusive way - it can be said that spending will build a better society.

But that - if the pond may speak in the now accepted style of ABC personnel - is a terribly unique exception.

Now we have our special government grant, we must move on to explain why for others it would be a terrible and tragic thing ...


Indeed, indeed. Now the pond has met a number of young things in recent years who have been through the private school system. 

The one thing they all commented on was the way that the capitalist system had deprived them of good pools, fine gymnasiums, first class library and online facilities, computers, nicely kitted out science rooms, and so on and so forth. It seems the remarkable faith in the doctrine of the bracing impact of poverty embraced by private capitalism has seen a blossoming of the "let them eat gruel and wake up at 4 am to study" philosophy that has gripped the private education system like a viral fever ...

It seems that private schools offer exemplary evidence that money's got nothing to do with schooling.

Of course this poverty in early years leads to a healthy philosophy of the "fuck you Jack, I've got mine, and the Caterists have got their taxpayer grant, so what's your fucking problem Jack? And Jill?" kind ...

Let us see how this philosophy unfolds, as the Caterists explain in more detail ...


Indeed, indeed, and there's no need for any satirical flourishes, because the pond was immensely moved by the offer of the Caterists to return their taxpayer funding, and for schools such as Kings and Scots College to divest themselves of their lavish lifestyles and live as humble scholars in imitation of medieval monks ... it being perfectly clear that spending too much on health and education is a clear waste of time, and we would be much better off living as our Asian neighbours do ...

Their offer to lead the way almost reduced the pond to tears.

Well you can write that sort of guff when you're the recipient of a splendid bit of taxpayer funding ...

And so to the rest, and what's the bet that Tony Abbott, already mentioned up above white anting way, will once again raise his ugly head from the mire? Will the hagiography ever die?


Indeed, indeed. In these troubled times, it seems that the purpose of government appears to have been lost, but a nanosecond's contemplation could remind us of its true and genuine purpose. 

It's not to waste money on those losers out at Mt Druitt ... it's to lavish a grant on the Menzies Research Centre, ...

That's what government was put on earth to do, and think of the social outcomes. A happy Caterist scribbling copy for the reptiles ... that's really what it's all about ...

And so to a Pope, and a whole gallery of papal jokes here, as good as the news that the frail Pellist can now never return to Australia ...

There might be a downside to the Pellists not making this current trip, but the upside is that he can never return, at least not with a straight face and without enduring incredible odium ... though it's true that the odious man has resolutely refused to acknowledge the odium he generates. 

Perhaps the way forward is to follow the lead of his spiritual son, and do a Tony Abbott lunching with Chairman Rupert and Obama, and perhaps posing for a snap next to a war criminal ... the Terrorists would be sure to honour such noble deeds with an EXCLUSIVE.



2 comments:

  1. A child wearing a dunce cap made of a pre-plastic fifty is pretty good as an analogy for Cater's cruel and antiquated views. Bravo the artist.

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  2. He also called on Mr Turnbull to show leadership on the issue: "Running for cover behind a departmental inquiry is simply not good enough."

    From Stuart Robert scandal deepens as Labor demands answers over ministerial meeting.

    Running for cover?! But ... but ... Mal is Our Leader, despite First Dog's accurate & astute assessment of Flim-flam Man's character in the last panel. If he *is* our leader, what does it say about Us? FFS!

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