Wednesday, July 12, 2017

In which the pond endures a Moorice jeremiad to get to the Devine in a three way with the Donald and Vlad the Impaler ...



Before proceeding on, the pond would like to honour the fatuity of Lloydie's latest splash. It's such a silly angle that the pond, already deep in ennui, found it couldn't summon the strength to go any further  with it...

Let's hope that Australians on average are willing to spend 25 cents or two and sixpence a year to save the lizard Oz's business model ...

But at least there was Moorice to hand in the same issue, delivering his usual jeremiad ...




Great ... the pond hasn't thought of Greece in a long time ... even if the pond suspects that the sub used Greece because it was shorter than Venezuela ...

Never mind, the pond is always down with a prolonged lamentation by Moorice, the wailier the better ...



It's all so ...



The pond feels like it's been there, done that, at least a zillion times before, though the reference to Dr Strangelove is a refreshing change from the usual invocation of George Orwell ...

Has Moorice ever actually watched the film? Does he realise that he's one of the objects of its satire? Well in an indirect way, since it was made long before this particular Jeremiah scribbled his jeremiads for the reptiles, but all that talk of socialists eerily echoes Ripper and Turgidson in full flight ... unless ... gasp ... Moorice thinks they're the only sane ones in the film, talking common sense about your average commie or pinko pervert socialist ...

Ripper: Your commie has no regard for human life, not even his own. And for this reason, men, I want to impress upon you the need for extreme watchfulness. The enemy may come individually, or he may come in strength. He may even come in the uniform of our own troops. But however he comes we must stop him. We must not allow him to gain entrance to this base. Now, I am going to give you three simple rules. First, trust no one, whatever his uniform or rank, unless he is known to you personally. Second, anyone or anything that approaches within 200 yards of the perimeter is to be fired upon. Third, if in doubt, shoot first, and ask questions afterwards. I would sooner accept a few casualties through accident than lose the entire base and its personnel through carelessness. Any variation on these rules must come from me personally. Now, men, in conclusion, I would like to say that, in the two years it has been my privilege to be your commanding officer, I have always expected the best from you, and you have never given me anything less than that. 

General: Oh, only commie stooges, huh? 

Turgidson: whispers, clutching his notebooks to his chest Mr. President, you gonna let that lousy commie punk vomit all over us like this?

Turgidson: I said, Premier Kissov is a degenerate atheist commie! That's what I said. 

Turgidson: Yeah, you bet your sweets, Mr. Commie. Look at this, Mr. President. This lousy commie rat was taking pictures with this thing. Of the big board!

Ripper: He said war was to important to be left to the Generals. When he said that, fifty years ago, he might have been right. But today, war is too important to be left to politicians. They have neither the time, the training, nor the inclination for strategic thought. I can no longer sit back and allow Communist infiltration, Communist indoctrination, Communist subversion, and the international Communist conspiracy to sap and impurify all of our precious bodily fluids. 

Ripper: (through his cigar) ... Mandrake
Mandrake: Yes, Jack? 
Ripper: Have you ever seen a commie drink a glass of water? 
Mandrake: Well, no I... I can't say I have, Jack. 
Ripper: Vodka. That's what they drink, isn't it? Never water? 
Mandrake: Well I... I believe that's what they drink, Jack. Yes. 
Ripper: On no account will a commie ever drink water, and not without good reason. 
Mandrake: Oh, ah, yes. I don't quite.. see what you're getting at, Jack. 
Ripper: Water. That's what I'm getting at. Water. Mandrake, water is the source of all life. Seven tenths of this earth's surface is water. Why, you realize that.. seventy percent of you is water. Mandrake: Uhhh God... 
Ripper: And as human beings, you and I need fresh, pure water to replenish our precious bodily fluids. 
Mandrake: Yes. (chuckles nervously)  
Ripper: You beginning to understand? 
Mandrake: Yes. (chuckles, begins laughing/crying quietly)  
Ripper: Mandrake. Mandrake, have you never wondered why I drink only distilled water, or rain water, and only pure grain alcohol? 
Mandrake: Well it did occur to me, Jack, yes. 
Ripper: Have you ever heard of a thing called fluoridation? Fluoridation of water? 
Mandrake: Ah, yes, I have heard of that, Jack. Yes. 
Ripper: Well do you now what it is? 
Mandrake: No. No, I don't know what it is. No. 
Ripper: Do you realize that fluoridation is the most monstrously conceived and dangerous communist plot we have ever had to face?

Ripper: Nineteen hundred and forty six. Nineteen fortysix, Mandrake. How does that coincide with your postwar commie conspiracy, huh? It's incredibly obvious, isn't it? A foreign substance is introduced into our precious bodily fluids without the knowledge of the individual, and certainly without any choice. That's the way your hard core commie works.

The pond apologises for quoting one of its favourite movies at length, but it sort of sets the tone for the second Moorice slab, wherein he blathers on about socialism at length, only omitting the crucial reference to the fluoridation conspiracy (luckily, over time in Moorice's world, this has been displaced by the climate science United Nations world government conspiracy):



The pond always enjoys a Moorice "We'll all be rooned" outing, and instead of referencing the famous poem, "Said Moorice channelling Hanrahan," available here, the pond appreciated the chance to enjoy Dr. Strangelove for a change ...

But being a glutton for punishment, the pond wanted more, and what better quality gruel than that dished up by the Devine ...




Now the pond routinely notes that the Devine is howling at the moon barking mad, but in light of the recent email follies of the younger Donald (in age, though perhaps not in infant mind), it takes an exceptional capacity for silliness to scribble that the Donald is the only leader getting things done ...

The pond is aware that the Devine is situated in a bunker in Surry Hills, but this is surpassingly removed from all forms of reality.

If anyone wants to go down the rabbit hole of reality, they could read the NY Times breaking the story about the younger Donald's emails here ...


But the pond has no need of that spin, not when the Devine is spinning so furiously herself ... 



It immediately becomes clear why the Devine decided to help out the Donald ... there's the ABC and there's Chris Uhlmann and then there's the world's anti-Trump media ... though funnily enough, the news footage at the top of her piece had classic examples of the media reporting the thoughts of others ...



By golly, even the pond had a sneaking sympathy for the munchkins sent out to heil the Donald's Cyber Security Unit as a masterstroke of international diplomacy, the howls of anguish, and the revocation within the same news cycle ...

Now how soon before the Devine trots out "elitist", perhaps in "elitist European leaders", perhaps even with a snide joke about toyboys ...



What a stupid woman the Devine is, and not just for perversity's sake or her notorious desire to troll. 

If she'd wanted to show a snap of Donald being a great success, why not a snap that showed him in centre frame? Why not this one?


Was that because it went viral, with comments attached?


Yet was the Donald himself and his team, who thought that the G20 had been exceptional, a real success ...


The Donald even invoked "Mutti" Merkel as approving of his deeds ...


And yet the G20 was judged a disaster for the United States and the world, at least for anyone interested in climate science and free trade (at some distant point in the past the Murdochians of Oz were free traders), and on his return the Donald stepped into yet another gigantic pile of dooh-daah ... 

Yet the Devine blinkers are strong on this one ...



Donald Trump has much bigger concerns than climate change to solve? Because fucking the entire planet is a minor matter?

And what's with that toady snap of the toad as an illustration for that bizarre notion?

It's not as if there weren't plenty of variants of the Donald at the G20 doing the rounds ...


And it's not as if there weren't plenty of other snaps doing the rounds celebrating the current madness and folly...


Russia, Russia, Russia ...

It's a measure of the peculiar world the Devine inhabits that none of this seems to have infected her...



No, no, no, that's not the snap that should be shown when talking of the Ruskis ... this is the snap ...


... and this is the man of the hour ...



So many memes, so many funny hats, and so many stories asking who is the man?

And so to a final Devine flourish which made the pond wonder whether she'd been turned, and whether Moorice should be notified ...



Up until the age of Trump, Putin seemed to be doing a better job of defending Western civilisation than the West ...

What, by murdering journalists?

Well if that's the standard, the Devine is a Russian hack, and the Daily Terror should be re-named "Pravda down under" ...

It's a weird world when ostensible conservatives want to fling themselves under the Putin bus, but it just shows how dumb they are, how easily they're played and gulled and baited and hooked, and with just the merest amount of burley needed in the water ...

Sell out the country to get into power and put up a Trump hotel in Moscow? Sure thing ...

Drink deep of the poisoned vitriole? Well maybe just splash it on ...


But at least it keeps the late night talk show hosts busy ...




3 comments:

  1. Me thinks that Moorice should read The Shock Doctrine by Naomi Klein to find out how the "free" market as promoted and manipulated by the Hayek/Friedman chicago boyz really works. The systematic looting of Iraq being a classic case.
    Plus the Diaries of an Economic Hit Man. There is of course no such thing as a "free" market, and there never was.

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    1. Regards looting, there is almost a free market if you have a God(and Gorsuch)on your side.

      https://chasingaphrodite.com/2017/07/10/hobby-lobbys-legal-expert-speaks-i-cant-rule-out-they-used-my-advice-to-evade-the-law/

      http://www.politico.com/story/2017/07/05/hobby-lobby-fine-iraq-240245

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    2. General Jack D. Ripper: Women uh... women sense my power and they seek the life essence. I, uh...I do not avoid women, Mandrake...But I...I do deny them my essence.
      Any excuse for a quote from Dr Strangelove.

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