Like the ancient kraken, waking from the deep, or perhaps like a rough beast slouching towards Bethlehem, Lloydie of the Amazon has woken from his slumbers and turned up to celebrate Dan "the man" Tehan ...
But there seems to be some kind of induced energy lethargy, because Lloydie could only manage two brief gobbets, as he celebrated the deep north's commitment to the coal industry - what could possibly go wrong? - a return of the climate wars, and pending victory on action on climate change via "pragmatic common sense":
Ah, got to make the planet safe for the lizard Oz's "superintelligent" answers to everything, though "42" would save a lot of coal.
The pond asks again, what on earth could go wrong, and luckily had saved up an infallible Pope to provide an answer ...
Meanwhile, the bromancer decided to revert to full Trumpism, and what could possibly go wrong?
Read that line and weep: "On policy substance, most of the merit rests with Trump".
Muh lud, is there a counterpoint?
Well, you could turn to Paul Krugman, in a missive which came to the pond via email but which could be found on Substack here ...
Well yes, all that and more at the link, with musical coda, and what a relief to find there's some sanity left in America, but sadly not in the bromancer ...
Rest easy, tech bros, the bromancer has your backs ...
Or better still, imagine the reptiles in charge ... if you dare ...
And so it's back to that tired old both siderism, "Trump has done good and bad things", and it's all the fault of left wing critics and never mind those who have avoided ideology and retained a shred of sanity ...
Very early this morning, this was the headline that greeted the pond ...
The reptiles never sleep, but the pond thought it should at least allow Geoff to chamber his round ...
Almost bromancerish - there can be no higher praise - what with that agitation about lefties taking a view on the mad king ...
Geoff continued his dirge ...as a snap showed the extreme distance Albo had put between himself and the Donald ...
Finally it was time to moan about awards ...
All this posing in public? What could possibly go wrong?
And so to the problem of Petulant Peta.
With the intermittent archive on the blink, or at least being spoofed by the lizard Oz, the pond's usual tactic - a note observing her presence, a quick despatch to the intermittent archive, and moving on - won't work.
At the same time, it's incredibly easy to offer up some screen caps as a reminder of the power behind the throne which led to the early demise of the hapless onion muncher's reign.
The pond realises that screen caps have no charm, and are just deployed in the pond's current never ending moving emergency, which will continue for some weeks.
They're just a brutalist way of flinging together a blog post quickly, but time is short, and the petulant one is all on board with the Dan "the man", and so attention of some kind had to be paid ...
The pond realises that a triumphant Petulant Peta can become an unnerving, nauseating experience - that talk of "climate nonsense" being consigned to history might send those with the slightest awareness of science spiralling out of control, but the pond promises that it will be done and dusted in three gobbets, and that the furriner bashing is up there, or more correctly, down there with Dame Groan ...
Where would the reptiles be without furriners to bash? (But then where would Herr Adolf have been without "cosmopolitans" to bash?)
Cue a stern-looking beefy boofhead to set up the final gobbet ...
There, done in three gobbets, and no damage done, apart from the odd rush to the toilet for a heave.
What an inspiration for those into fear, loathing and general hysteria the petulant one is, and what an inspiration King Donald is ...
Finally, it would be remiss of the pond to overlook Killer, what with Killer eager to blame those at some disadvantage for ruining everything.
Don't you worry about the meek and the mild and the suffering, just set Killer on to them and he'll worry them to an early death, like a dog sensing blood with a lamb in the Tamworth sun ...
From the pond's observation of those who've made a living doing hard yards yakka, 65 can still be a stretch.
The shearers in the pond's extended family all developed back problems that made life extremely hard in their later years, and the pond guesses that the worst Killer has suffered is the occasional wrist and finger strain from extended keyboard use ...but that's the name of the Killer game. If you've spent a life doing manual labour, you're a disposable item.
The real players, the contented oldies, are generally are rich as Croesus in Killer's world ... we are all Lydians now:
If the pond has one wish left, it's that Killer gets old, but the pond guesses that he's managed to build a nice nest egg, and to hell to those left behind ...and what's a little tendonitis in the wrist?
Now on with bashing unfortunates who might be on struggle street for one reason or another:
Back to sheltered workshops, you heathens and bludgers, Killer of the IPA has spoken ...
And so to the immortal Rowe to round out this day's offerings ...and what could possibly go wrong?
Not being a regular watcher of the ABC, the pond only stumbled across the Media Watch report on the latest ACMA folly on YouTube. (Here on the ABC site).
It might seem like the program is offering a home town defence of a Four Corners show about the decidedly incompetent - and inclined to militarism - Australian War Memorial.
But consider this. The program aired back in March 2005 and the ACMA ruling only surfaced in September 2006. WTF? Talk about a warm lettuce leaf slapping delivered way after the event.
Not that the pond saw the original, but even if it had, only fragments would remain lodged in the noggin by the time ACMA rose from its swamp to pick a safe target (while the Murdochians gaily romp in the swamp).
As for the components of the ruling aired on Media Watch, they were pathetic and risible, an indication that, whoever wrote them (a cuddle of cardigan wearers?), not one of them had the first clue about journalism or the making of a TV program.
The pond is no defender of 4 Corners, and rarely watches it. The tragically inept Mahmood Fazal affair diminished the show, and its latest attempt at Chinese EV bashing held no appeal.
It was the "Chinese" in the story that alerted the pond to the way that the ABC frequently recycles talking points that appear in the lizard Oz and other tabloid publications. The focus on "Chinese" revived the lizard Oz's age-old fear of a war with China by Xmas, and when hooked up with the ABC's general fear of EV, it becomes rabid.
All EV makers harvest data, and if Comrade Xi can plan his invasion of Australia by utilising the data from the pond tooling around the mighty 'Gong in a Geely EX5, he's welcome.
Tesla is a typical example. Back in the day Uncle Leon's mob got caught out bigly:
...between 2019 and 2022, groups of Tesla employees, opens new tab privately shared via an internal messaging system sometimes highly invasive videos and images recorded by customers’ car cameras, according to interviews by Reuters with nine former employees. Some of the recordings caught Tesla customers, opens new tab in embarrassing situations. One ex-employee described a video of a man approaching a vehicle completely naked. Also shared: crashes and road-rage incidents. One crash video in 2021 showed a Tesla driving at high speed in a residential area hitting a child riding a bike, according to another ex-employee. The child flew in one direction, the bike in another. The video spread around a Tesla office in San Mateo, California, via private one-on-one chats, “like wildfire,” the ex-employee said. Other images were more mundane, such as pictures of dogs and funny road signs that employees made into memes by embellishing them with amusing captions or commentary, before posting them in private group chats. While some postings were only shared between two employees, others could be seen by scores of them, according to several ex-employees. (Much more at Reuters here).
Back in the day, a pond gas guzzling Merc work car collected an unseemly amount of data, stored for mechanics to observe here, and for the car to send back home.
The pond is perfectly happy for a general story about privacy and data in all kinds of vehicles, including EVs. BYD, for example, is inclined to be cowboy (or girl), and if a little prodding forces some changes, what the heck. But the ABC's relentless bashing of EVs makes it a branch office of the lizard Oz.
While letting off steam, could the pond also ask correspondents not to send links to Catholic publications, not that the stories can't be amusing.
The Swiss Catholic chaplaincy organising a drag show this week has told the Catholic Herald that the show is the “kickoff” of the drag show format as further events are already planned, while rejecting the idea it is establishing a “series” of drag shows. As reported earlier this week by the Catholic Herald, a Catholic chaplaincy in the Diocese of St. Gallen is hosting a drag show on September 18, designed to “combine the art form of drag with social, spiritual, and cultural issues.” It will feature two male drag performers and an interview with the men conducted by an employee of the diocese as part of the “deep drag” format, which joins drag with conversation.
But to get the full story you have to give up your email address to create a free account, and the be endlessly pestered by the tyke Herald.
Besides, for years, the pond mocked the Pellists for doing 'deep drag' via their attraction to a splendid array of 'deep frocks', while giving other cross dressers a hard time.
And the pond must now confess that's all by way of a filibuster, because again this day the pond is on house moving duties, so the coverage of the lizard Oz must be limited to screen caps.
First up might not even be seen by some as commentary, because it arose from the risible lizard Oz energy "summit", but simply because the climate science denying reptiles presented it with a straight face as "news" doesn't make it so.
Dan "the man" Tehan was at it again, and how the reptiles loved it ...
Now correspondents will likely have been exhausted already by the reptiles endless bashing of renewables, and even the most paltry efforts to do something about the climate crisis, but it's worth observing exactly how they've managed to infest the coalition ... running in fear from Gina's pampered pet ...
Could there possibly be a lizard Oz story about climate change that didn't feature demonic windmills? The question is purely rhetorical ...
So the notion of nuking the country to save the planet gets another run around the park.
Could there possibly be a lizard Oz story about renewables that didn't feature Satan's little helper, leering like a diabolical figure? The question is purely rhetorical ...
He refused to commit? What a prize loon he is ...and as for the lizard Oz's role in this farrago of nonsense, who could disagree?
On with other matters, and again the pond reluctantly must cut short coverage, not helped by the reptiles currently spoofing of the intermittent archive.
The pond certainly didn't want to discuss the working class with rabid bigot Dame Slap, but as time was short, there was no choice ...
Dame Slap is more than Pauline curious, Dame Slap is right on board ...if she happened to be in Germany at the moment, her bleating about white working class boys would entirely suit the AfD.
...President Trump is respected in the wider region. He’s respected in particular in the Gulf. They know that he takes them seriously, partly because he’s a businessman, but also I think because, intuitively, President Trump understands that in the Middle East, there is no way of getting respect other than through strength. So he does have real leverage, not only with respect to Israel, but also with respect to the Arabs. And I think in particular, the Qataris have been crucial here. Qatar has sheltered the leadership of Hamas, played a distinctly ambiguous role, it must be said, over the last two years. But without Qatar, it wouldn’t have been possible to get Hamas to sign this deal. One has to acknowledge that one of the distinguishing features of Trump’s presidency is that he brings strength and a kind of business sense to every negotiation that he enters into. It’s got a lot harder for his critics and haters to say that’s not real after what we’ve just seen.
You get the drift, completely delusional, and yet with a patina of substance, a veneer hiding the intellectual chipboard beneath the surface ...
In this outing in the lizard Oz, he'd shifted from Trump mania to depression ...
How much of this should be taken as insight?
Check out a few other points in that interview ...
...it’s only when President Putin recognizes that the costs to him of continuing this war are greater than the costs of settling that we will get to a real peace negotiation. I don’t rule this out. I think ultimately the Ukrainians are inflicting meaningful damage on Russia’s energy infrastructure and that will take its toll if it is sustained. On the other hand, Russia is inflicting real damage on Ukrainian cities with nightly air raids, and the drone war on both sides is constantly scaling up. I think Putin still thinks he can win this. I think he still believes he can grind out one of those Russian victories that relies on manpower and readiness to take casualties. That’s why he’s not particularly serious about negotiation. But there comes a point when we can make the costs to him too high for him to continue. And that’s the key, I think, to what President Trump has to do in the remainder of this year and into next year. Real pressure needs to be applied before we get to the spring and summer of next year, because I worry a lot about the manpower imbalance. Russia is recruiting fresh reserves for its infantry. Ukraine is not. A war like this can’t be fought exclusively by drones. You do need infantry and that’s where I think Ukraine is most vulnerable.
He's up and down and all over the place like a yo-yo walking the dog ...
...We’ve seen a big change in his tone towards President Putin, particularly since the fiasco of the Alaska summit. Let’s hope we hear more of that. I don’t think Tomahawks are the key here. I think the key is President Putin understanding that he has blown it, that he is now somebody who’s standing in the White House has been really reduced and that the Trump administration no longer sees him as somebody they need to conciliate. I think if that message is conveyed—”you had your chance and you blew it”—then he’s going have to think very hard about what he does next year.
Back to the current outing ...
And at that point he began to lather himself up into a fever ... and there were a full four gobbets to go ...
Threading through it all was a profoundly depressive form of defeatism, something Vlad the Sociopath's advisers might hand to him as being suitable for mention on Russian state media ...
We're all sick of Vlad the Sociopath's war.
But what's the alternative? Let his goons run roughshod over Ukraine and establish a dicatorship that sees their culture revert to the bad old days of the Soviets?
By this point, the pond regretted diving in, but never mind, feel the length, as every saucy doubt and fear gushed into the reptile void ...
Doom and gloom everywhere, and yet the pond suddenly felt an enormous sense of relief, a rushing in of light, because this was the last gobbet ...
What else to say? Well, it's true that this was just reheated stew that ran in The Sunday Times ...
A harsh truth: the strain is on Ukraine. A flagging economy, circling rivals and unpalatable peace proposals are putting President Zelensky under enormous pressure. Winter is full of foreboding Friday September 18 2026 ...
The pond doesn't have a clue why the local reptiles ignored the Banksy angle, perhaps because it was completely out of tune with depressive Niall's report.
Slop chasing slop ... and the pond apologises for promoting AI.
Aka Cholesterol Corner (apparently because of the number of fast food joints, though they seem sparse compared to Sydney), or Fairly Ghetto, or Pixie Paddock, or if you will, Fairy Meadow (the pond refuses to indulge the homophobic versions that do the rounds in unrefined circles, which aren't allowed in this 'leet blog).
Hopefully this will be the last time ever that the pond must do a shift - life is short and the pond is old - but as a result, postings in the near future will be intermittent, and on days when the tech support tries to get the pond back online, non-existent ...
The best the pond can do is fling up the odd morsel at odd times to satisfy the insatiable appetite of devoted herpetology students ...and as the pond must be out and about today, that's why Dame Groan is the chief morsel in this abbreviated coverage.
How could the pond avoid showing off a Groaning? Could anyone possibly guess what's buzzing around in the old dame's noggin?
Hands up those who expected a rousing defence of freedom of the press, a stern condemnation of the conduct of mad King Donald in banning sundry news organisations?
Or hands up those hoping for a serious explanation of the issues surrounding AI?
Hands down those who thought it would be another bog standard bit of blather about the way that furriners were rooning us all?
Why should the pond reward smart alecks who always manage to be right?
The pond has had to resort to screen caps so it can quickly fling up the groaning and go about its other business this day, but as it's just the old biddy shrieking about mass migration, where's the harm?
Apart from a little preening self-congratulation at the way the government kow-towed to her and other bigots, is there anything much new?
There was only a gobbet to go ... and sure enough, Gina's pampered pet was front and centre, with her and the Groaner in trinitarian mode, an encompassing one-ness ...
There you go.
Were it not for Pauline.
The Groaner is being exceptionally modest. Were it not for the hysteria emanating from her and the rest of News Corp this past decade, faithfully recycled and regurgitated by the ABC - always ready to drum up a scare story about the dangers of Chinese EVs and other fears of furriners - there might have been a little sanity in the land.
Here, have a break and instead of a Kit-kat, have a 'toon ...
The immortal Rowe sets the tone for the next reptile.
Speaking of hysteria, this quick throwing up of screen caps allowed the pond the time to indulge the bromancer, the ban the screens, the repent and turn to pen and ink man, who was in fine form ...
It goes without saying that the bromancer was going to express a deep fear and loathing of AI ...after all, if you think banning screens and reverting to long hand is the educational solution, you're going to be down on everything beyond the dipping of girlie pigtails in inkwells (please, don't ask about those days).
The pond can remember any number of fatuities given unto the world by the bromancer, decades of contradictions and stupidities, imbued with the fairy tales exuding from Xianity, but sadly doesn't have time to go into them, save to wonder what Dame Groan might have made of his devotion to the Indonesian language, when of course furriners are rooning the country ...
Who can forget the reptiles denouncing broadband, and doing their level best to ruin the NBN?
One of the direst conditions that afflicts the reptile mind is that somehow we must arrive at a Valhalla, which is usually some golden age long in the past.
For the reptiles, this is usually the 1950s under Ming the Merciless. Return to that ancient time and we'll achieve the dizzy heights of a nirvana, slough off the unfortunate trough of failure ...perhaps even enter unto the gates of a heaven on earth, pending arrival at the 19th hole in the great land above the sky.
With this mindset, rather than expecting and acknowledging that everything will change, some things for the better, some things for worse, the reptile mind is always set to a keening wail of endless horrors ...
Ye ancient cats and ancestral dogs, once again the bromancer proved the pond wrong.
It wasn't the vision of the 1950s that was tormenting him, it was the bloody 1890s, and of all things, a sideswipe at pig iron Bob, without ever actually mentioning his name or his worship of Herr Adolf ...
Have another 'toon ...
The pond couldn't resist turning to Mein Gott for a bonus.
Yes, he was out and about yesterday, an eternity in reptile time, quickly fading back into the morass of many other reptile jihads ... but the pond has long argued that the lizard Oz and Pauline are one, and Mein Gott provided even more proof ...
Mein Gott giving credence to Tamworth's endless shame?
Mein Gott joining in the blather about wind and solar and renewables and all that stuff?
Mein Gott yammering on about the renewables disaster as if he'd dressed in drag and was doing a Pauline pantsdown?
The pond being rhetorical in a pointless way about the bleeding obvious?
Did the reptiles interrupt at this point to promote a forum which is inherently nonsensical?
Was there more of this carry on?
At last a question that could be answered with a screen cap ...
Did anyone expect Mein Gott to include any discussion of the rapid pace of climate change in the world, and the dangers flowing from that?
There was more at the link, but was there a single correspondent expecting Mein Gott to take notice or pay heed?
Was that single correspondent of the Conan Doyle kind, expecting to find fairies at the bottom of the garden, hoping that Mein Gott might concede that while some mistakes had been made, the mission of reducing the impacts of climate change was a noble one?
Cue those fairies in the garden ...
The pond just had to leave that last widget in, what with "Ask The Australian" the latest indication that while the bromancer might rant, the corporation itself was more than a little AI Curious.
Please, AI tool, tell the pond how much its costing to get an AI confirmation that the reptiles of Oz, with Mein Gott leading the way, think nuking the country is a solution to saving the planet, when any goose who's spent a nanosecond in the hive mind knows that climate science is a hoax, and sweet virginal Oz coal is the answer.
That in this context, nuking the country is just an idle distraction, a way of avoiding all talk about the ways and means of helping change the direction of the planet.
And just how much water and energy was expended in arriving at the answer? Who knows, but likely the AI Curious Oz won't have a half-way decent answer ...
The pond apologises for the way that this has been flung together, and unfortunately screen caps will be again all the go on the morrow ...
Just look at all the migrant and EV bashing the pond had to pass up on ... with the reptiles regurgitating the ABC, which routinely regurgitates the reptiles, setting up a most un-virtuous circle ...
In the meantime, the pond offers this for the consideration of The Australian Daily Zionist News ...
