In which the pond finds a little joy in the Savva gloom ...

 

The pond sees that the reptiles are up to their usual tricks, doing anything to keep the energy wars going  … damn you renewables, how you've ruined everything, when dinkum clean Oz coal was always the saviour… but there's a more desperate battle which each day enthrals the reptiles, and so the pond …

Oh yes, there's the cruel mockery, but look there on the far right, look at that sorry tale of devious infiltration and white-anting, as the noble warrior bravely embarks on his great, perhaps final, crusade … and what a headline generator it is …

Feel free to google away … all the pond could bear to do was catch up on the latest evidence of the dire conspiracy, courtesy comrade reptile Brad …

Shocking stuff, with these blow-ins threatening the blow-hard, but please excuse the pond if, in the middle of the read, the pond happened to get distracted by another story …

Oh dear …

And so on and on, and the pond knows that some blame Malware, and it's true the arrogant eastern suburbs fop was way out of his depth … and made a right mess of it, but he was only carrying out orders …

And he did … he produced a white elephant as ordered, he truly fucked it up, in a grand, comprehensive way that will take decades to unstitch, and probably will never make it …

But what of the Generalfeldmarschall - the Obergruppenführer if you will - who issued the order to demolish it? What of the gruppen leader desperate to stay a Manly führer?

Well comrade reptile Brad had a few more words on the dreadful conspiracy ...

Climate change? But surely he was also the nation's great futurist, and did his best for the NBN? 

The pond has a tip for the onion muncher's campaign … just remind the nation of his revival of knighthoods, and all will be well …just the thought of it, and the onion muncher's re-election will be guaranteed. We'll all be reminded how we need the light-hearted laughter, the banter of splitting, white-anting and undermining, the joy of buffoonery, the pleasure of seeing loons in flight …

And so to more sophisticated analysis, thanks to the savvy Savva, though the reptiles seemed determined to juxtapose her column with grum news … (oh go eat some fush and chups, and celebrate the great NZ vowel shift) …

   

Admirable really that our very own Pravda down under would faithfully reproduce the thoughts of Josh, while our Adam highlighted certain economic ironies …

And there, caught in the middle of the fuss and the ironies is poor old savvy Savva having her Thursday word, and the pond knew at some point she'd spare a thought for the onion muncher … but stay, with all that talk of staying the course for a grinding halt to growth, that must be worth an infallible Pope cartoon for a tea break … with more tea and biccies and Pope here …(just move quickly to get there before the cardigan wearers clear the trolley)

And so to Savva …

Oh dear, the wets are like a damp sponge drying in the late-breaking summer heat … and what did the reptiles chose to run with to illustrate this idle talk of the speaker in tongues indulging in a scare campaign?

Why it's Lobbecke doing a scary Sendak …

The pond knew it was in safe cult hands, and that the onion muncher would soon turn up in the jungle so Savva could boo the goose and send him back under the bed ...

The Abbottistas? Say what? 

Is that the right tone when the fearless crusader is in dire battle with conspirators and blow-ins, and the reptiles murmur in concerned tones, and all the savvy Savva is prepared to say that he's "in deep trouble", and she delivers the cruel dig, "anything is possible if he is the last man standing …"

And what's this gloomy talk of the onion muncher gone, and the speaker in tongues with him, and NSW lost? 

Oh it all seemed too bleak and dark, and the pond was relieved there was only a gobbet to go … because it seems the civil war might turn into a bloodbath ...

Ah, Josh, the valiant parrot, and yet strangely, somehow, after reading the savvy Savva, the pond felt quite cheery … and in the mood for a Rowe cartoon … with more Rowe here, as he promotes the AFR's summit. 

The pond preferred this Madonna and child …

And that reminded the pond of one of its favourite weirdos, Crivelli …with Greg Hunters heading off here ...

 

 

By golly, that's an odd-looking child, and what oddities the child spawned, and so the pond can relish the way these closed loops feed back on themselves …

Go crusader… but remember there's always a new career waiting in climate science denialism, the Ramsay centre, white nationalism, the church, and as an NBN futurist ...