The pond sometimes wonders if paying attention to the reptiles only encourages them.
What to make, for example, of Antonia Hitchens' obsessively detailed portrait of the barking mad but influential Laura Loomer in The New Yorker, Laura Loomer’s Endless Payback, The President’s self-appointed loyalty enforcer inspires fear and vexation across Washington. What’s behind her vetting crusades? (*archive link)
Is it an exposé, a revelation of the dark, malignant forces currently at work in America?
Or does it simply elevate and pander to her narcissist sense of self-esteem as a modern-day Cassandra, a kind of Jiang Qing, the new Joe McCarthy?
It's revealing - all sorts of grift come out to play - but it also relishes the way this attack dog carries on with a rabid intensity. One of the hallmarks of the style is a kind of distancing, which at once humanises the subject while also showing them at their worst, full of a passionate intensity of the most baleful kind.
Does it help? The pond confesses it became bored by the endless depth of the exploration of barking mad obsessiveness.
But the length portends significance and importance.
After all, it's still quite something in the sheltered world of magazine journalism to be offered a New Yorker profile. It's rather like those Time covers to which King Donald is addicted and endlessly covets, up angled shot of turkey neck not withstanding.
And The New Yorker has done this before, helping lift her profile. Andrew Marantz back in June 2017 offered Behind the Scenes with the Right-Wing Activist Who Crashed “Julius Caesar” (*archive link)
Ghastly subject and ghastly-addicted journalist do the dance of attention-seeking together.
And it spins out into the ether, with bottom feeders like the Beast immediately picking up on it, in Laura Loomer Proudly Styles Herself as MAGA’s Joseph McCarthy. (*archive link)
So what was once considered outré, beyond the valley of the fit and proper, becomes normalised, a fit topic for discussion.
If you look up "Who is Laura Loomer?" there are endless numbers of scribblers and publications, from The Graudian to PBS to Wired, anxious to inform and enlighten, and thereby enhance and empower.
The pond consoles itself with the knowledge that nothing the pond says or does has any impact on the reptiles, or the larger world outside the hive mind. The pond has never circulated widely, and its observations of the workings of the local hive mind have never created a splash.
This is just as well, because the thought of being an amplifier of the insidious depravity at work in the lizard Oz would be depressing. It would be a kind of local loomering.
And the pond can pick and choose what to discuss.
Sadly this also works in reverse.
Nothing the pond can say will expand the impact of Vann R. Newkirk II's bleak climate change prophecy piece for The Atlantic, What Climate Change Will Do to America by Mid-Century, Many places may become uninhabitable. Many people may be on their own. (* archive link)
Nor will the pond's celebration of Kate McClymont's Long lunches, Swiss bank accounts and a kangaroo scrotum: My decades pursuing Graham Richardson *(archive link) in another place cause a ripple.
It’s hard to know where to start when talking about Graham Frederick Richardson: bagman, political fixer and bon vivant. There were the bribes paid to him by way of prostitutes, Offset Alpine, Swiss bank accounts, taking a cut of the political donations he collected, accepting a hefty payment from Eddie Obeid in return for getting Obeid into parliament, having a major property developer build the extension on his home, being on the payroll of developers, and so much more.
Perhaps best not to start, perhaps pay no attention to the myth-makers...
Once a fountain of knowledge on Richo’s unscrupulous behaviour, Prime Minister Anthony Albanese has offered the late powerbroker a state funeral, saying: “We have lost a giant of the Labor Party and a remarkable Australian.”
Perhaps leave the tale of the kangaroo scrotum purse to that other place.
As bad as Minns and the NSW plods at a Nazi rally.
Instead on to the bemusing story of the week ...
The resignations follow a report by The Telegraph on Tuesday that revealed the BBC “completely misled” viewers by editing a speech made by Trump to make it sound as if he encouraged the January 6 Capitol Hill riots.
Not only did King Donald encourage the rioters ...
"We fight like hell. And if you don't fight like hell, you're not going to have a country anymore," he said.
... he lied to them as part of the encouragement ...
And I was told by the real pollsters — we do have real pollsters — they know that we were going to do well and we were going to win. What I was told, if I went from 63 million, which we had four years ago, to 66 million, there was no chance of losing. Well, we didn't go to 66, we went to 75 million, and they say we lost. We didn't lose.
Sure, the Beeb omitted to mention that King Donald slipped in a canny disclaimer, as if any of the mob who heard the dog whistling paid attention to that. They were off to the riots, and King Donald watched his work unfold on the telly, and for hours did nothing to stop them, instead relishing the chaos that he'd provoked ...
... and then he pardoned them, even the cop bashers, for their suffering in a noble cause ...
And he's still at the pardoning game ...
Soon enough there'll be no talk of attempted coups or riots in aid of a coup.
And being a grifter, always alert to a possible shakedown, now King Donald's threatening a Beeb law suit, in the usual billions...
Naturally the lemmings at the lizard Oz joined in.
What a chance to bash the cardigan wearers by proxy ...
All of the issues complained about at the BBC deserve forensic examination at our own public broadcaster.
By Editorial
The national broadcaster faces fresh criticism after it followed in the footsteps of the BBC in doctoring a Trump speech, a move that claimed the scalps of the UK broadcaster’s two senior executives.
By Thomas Henry
No it doesn't ...
Enough already, you lovers of rioters and coups ... you anarchist lovers of kings, mayhem and chaos.
Meanwhile, forget any stuff and nonsense about the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month.
The pond spent a moment remembering the grandfather who'd been trapped in the mud of the Somme, then ploughed on ...
Ancient Troy was still busy, with two bites of the seemingly never-ending cherry ...
A 50-year regret: how Labor could have saved Whitlam
The last surviving minister from Whitlam’s 1972 cabinet says Australia has matured beyond another dismissal crisis, reflecting on the dramatic events of November 1975.
By Troy Bramston
The Dismissal an example of how not to run a country
New interviews and archival discoveries about the 1975 constitutional crisis underscore this was a monumental train wreck for our parliamentary democracy.
By Troy Bramston
Nah, not really.
There was also ...
‘Partisan political ambush’: PM fights for Whitlam in scorching speech
Anthony Albanese has launched an extraordinary attack on the 1975 dismissal of Labor hero Gough Whitlam, declaring it a calculated conservative plot rather than constitutional crisis.
By Geoff Chambers and Richard Ferguson
Frank also joined in the festivities ...
It would astonish those who worried over such matters in 1975 that we could celebrate the strength of our democracy today with barely a mention of the Dismissal.
By Frank Bongiorno
FFS, it was 50 years ago, of course there's a blurring ...
FFS, talk about being as boring as bats*t (*blogger bot approved).
Did Kennedy Miller really make The Dismissal in 1983 and now hell is watching endless reptile sequels? (Does anyone remember Max Phipps as Gough, John Meillon as the currish Kerr, and John Stanton as the western districts squatter?)
All this relentless coverage did was remind the pond of just how ancient the reptile demographics must be these days ...
And that's how the pond ended back in its comfort zone, safe from memories of Gough, with a good old-fashioned groaning by the Dame of Groans ...
The header: 'Free' electricity scheme a distraction from the real cost of energy crisis, Chris Bowen’s ‘look over there’ tactic, talking up three free hours in the middle of the day, ignores some basic calculations that show the benefits don’t add up.
The caption for the collage for which no human hand is credited, featuring a pro forma snap of Satan's little helper looking kinda funny peculiar, in agonised grimace: Chris Bowen’s plan for three hours of free power has costly flaws. Pictured: News Corp/iStock
The old biddie warmed to her jihad this day, with the reptiles crediting her with a full 5 minute read:
Sadly, for us, this message is not understood by our Climate Change and Energy Minister, Chris Bowen. Sensing last week that the energy transition has not been going well, with retail electricity prices rising rapidly, he tried the old trick: “Look over there.”
Three hours of “free” electricity in the middle of the day for everyone on a Default Market Offer in some places, starting from the middle of next year. That’s the diversion. OK, less than 10 per cent of customers are actually on DMOs and you need to have a smart meter – smart for the retailer/generator rather than the customer. These meters are by no means universal.
Hmm, that must be a bit like King Donald's generous offer of $2,000 per person, arising from his tariffs, but the pond digresses, as the reptiles offered one of those entirely meaningless visual distractions, Just because the wholesale price is often low or negative during the middle of the day doesn’t remove the need for the fixed infrastructure costs – over 40 per cent of the retail bill – to be covered. Picture: NewsWire/ Gaye Gerard
Each time the pond thinks the reptiles' visual distractions couldn't get sillier, they run a new flag up a new flag pole ...
Meanwhile, the old chook cackled on ...
How good it that? Sure, you will have to find those manuals – where did you put them? – that tell you how to command the appliances to switch on at certain times. But how hard can that be for those with up-to-date, top-of-the-line washing machines, dishwashers, airconditioners and the like. We are talking those on higher incomes, but let’s not forget that virtually all interventions made in the name of the climate are highly regressive.
Bowen was quick to point out, however, that it won’t be necessary to have solar panels on your roof to qualify. So those without them, renters and those living in apartment buildings – and don’t forget the government wants more of us to live in dogbox apartments – will be able to benefit.
The trouble with this thought bubble is that there are some major complications that haven’t been thought through. Just because the wholesale price is often low or negative during the middle of the day doesn’t remove the need for the fixed infrastructure costs – over 40 per cent of the retail bill – to be covered.
If retailers and gentailers (the companies that own generators as well as have retail arms) can’t cover these fixed costs during the “free” three-hour period, then prices at other times of the day will have to be jacked up.
Either Bowen is not very good at maths, or he doesn’t understand how the DMO is calculated; but there is no way around this. The alternative would be to send some retailers to the wall while inducing a massive hullabaloo about the scheme from the retailers/gentailers in the meantime.
Then came another of those wretched visual interruptions, Bowen was quick to point out that it won’t be necessary to have solar panels on your roof to qualify. Picture: NewsWire / Sarah Marshall
Dame Groan never tires when it comes to whining (and groaning) about renewables ...
There is also the unanswered question of what the SS does to the incentives for households to fork out for new or replacement rooftop solar panels. If everyone gets the “free” three hours, why bother going to the trouble? But if prices are going to be jacked up at other times of the day and solar panels are already in place, it might make sense to invest in a battery, particularly as generous government subsidies are on offer.
The other strange thing about this “look over there” tactic is that there are currently several offers already in the marketplace that allow electricity customers to opt for time-of-day pricing. Why Bowen felt the need to compel retailers to make this offer is not entirely clear – the answer is almost certainly political, being seen to be doing something.
The deteriorating commercial position of many heavy industry operations in Australia is also something Bowen doesn’t want us to think about too much. The fates of the steelworks in Whyalla, the copper smelter in Mount Isa, the smelters in Port Augusta and Hobart, the aluminium smelters (Tomago, Boyne and Bell Bay) and several others are highly uncertain, with most of them being propped up by governments to the tune of several hundreds of millions of dollars a piece.
Thought you'd had your fill of gratuitous, meaningless visual distractions?
Think again, The deteriorating commercial position of many heavy industry operations in Australia is also something Chris Bowen doesn’t want us to think about too much.
Why do they bother? Is the old biddie so boring that they think that sort of image offers some sort of weird relief?
Even Bowen with his limited mathematical ability can surely understand that it won’t be possible for the plant to continue. The notion that more renewable energy would have helped is completely fatuous. In fact, the RE penetration of the grid has been increasing but electricity prices have been rapidly rising.
The cost to the federal and NSW governments of bailing out Tomago is massive – around half a billion dollars per year. The fact that one of the co-owners of Tomago has written down the value of the asset to zero tells you all you need to know.
At last there came a human distraction, a fiend, a wolf in sheep's clothing, Chair Climate Change Authority chair Matt Kean. Picture: Nikki Short
That led to a final gobbet of groan ...
The chair of the Climate Change Authority, Matt Kean, takes the view that it won’t matter if Tomago and other smelters close because aluminium is made in other places in the world and the plant is relatively old (it’s not). Many voters will not share this sanguine opinion.
The real meaning of the closure of Tomago would be the death of heavy industry in Australia. The Treasury is wont to tell us that net zero 2050 is a needed policy to create certainty for investors. In one sense, this statement is correct: the clear message is that if you are considering investing in a large-scale, energy-intensive operation in Australia, go away.
As Meg O’Neill of Woodside tells us, Australia is an increasingly hostile country in which to invest and operate. It is a whole lot easier in the US, both in terms of approval processes and input costs. That’s the real message for us. Implementing cute but largely pointless consumer electricity contracts is neither here nor there.
The idea that decarbonisation is some sort of economic prize was always a myth: economic prizes don’t require massive subsidies and regulation. It is finally dawning on one side of politics that the costs of any transition must be carefully managed and minimised.
Excellent stuff, and the pond forgot for at least a nanosecond the saga of Susssan v. the lettuce ...
And so to a reading from that piece by Vann R. Newkirk II, linked to above:
One problem is who will underwrite disaster risks as they grow. Seven of the 12 largest home insurers in California—including State Farm, the very largest—have already limited their coverage or stopped taking new policies there. After the fires, State Farm proposed increasing its homeowner premiums by 22 percent statewide, and warned that it would need to “consider its options,” seeming to imply that it might unwind even its existing policies, if the state didn’t allow the increase (the two sides ultimately agreed on a 17 percent rate hike). The specter of huge future premium increases or whole-state withdrawals by insurers adds a new level of risk for every homeowner. Other insurers are also reconsidering their long-term positions, and asking to raise rates sharply.
There are parallels to the 2008 financial crisis, when entire communities were built over the rotten plank of subprime mortgages. Insurers lost more than $100 billion in underwriting in 2024, and “insurance deserts,” where policies are becoming impossible to find or prohibitively expensive, are growing in the South and the West—more than half a million Florida residents are down to just one state-established “insurer of last resort,” for example. Last year, a report from the Senate Budget Committee found that the withdrawal of insurers from many markets threatens “a collapse in property values with the potential to trigger a full-scale financial crisis similar to what occurred in 2008.” But it’s six one way, half a dozen the other: Insurers that stay in risky markets will be imperiled by unexpected disaster payouts, and might be destabilized if multiple disasters happen in different parts of the country at once.
Even if climate change does not trigger a full-fledged economic panic, whole regions will be thinned out and impoverished. Residential areas are the centerpiece of local economies, yet without insurance, people cannot get mortgages, and so most cannot buy houses. The mere prospect of that makes business investment riskier. Jesse Keenan, a professor at Tulane University who studies climate change and real estate, told me that some places are already becoming economic “no-go” zones.
Keenan is not some lonely Cassandra. In February, in a report to the Senate Banking Committee, Federal Reserve Chair Jerome Powell warned of exactly the same thing. “You know, if you fast-forward 10 or 15 years, there are going to be regions of the country where you can’t get a mortgage,” he said. “There won’t be ATMs. You know, the banks won’t have branches and things like that.” Leave it to the banker to think about the banks, but the same logic applies to everything else. In places that suffer an increasing number of climate disasters and don’t receive commensurate assistance, we should expect more food deserts, fewer libraries, and fewer small businesses. We should expect that, with a larger share of municipal budgets going to disaster mitigation and repair, city and county services will suffer or disappear. Even as local taxes rise, “service deserts” will spread, leaving the remaining populations with only shells of local government. These are the dead zones...
And so on.
Oh yes, truer words have never been scribbled than those by that groaning Cassandra ...
The idea that decarbonisation is some sort of economic prize was always a myth: economic prizes don’t require massive subsidies and regulation. It is finally dawning on one side of politics that the costs of any transition must be carefully managed and minimised.
And so to the immortal Rowe, staying true to the reptile themes for the day ...