Why all these bad bloody pennies, and why do they keep turning up just before Xmas?

You can always rely on bad pennies to turn up.

Like bad smells, they just keep bobbing along, and then suddenly, whoosh, they hit you like a sewerage treatment works.

Devotees of bad pennies might remember this item in mUmBRELLA, here, which inter alia reported that one Jason Morrison had been sacked:

...Fairfax Radio Network’s 2UE sunk to the lowest rating commercial station in Sydney and hours after the station finally publicly confirmed that it was letting Morrison go. 
In an email to staff last night, 2UE’s general manager Chris Parker said: 
“Good Evening, “After three years at 2UE 954, Jason Morrison is moving on. “During his second professional stint at 2UE, Jason has provided listeners with a no nonsense, hard hitting mix of breaking news, information and entertainment. “He is a professional, credible and reliable broadcaster and is to be commended for his dedication and for speaking out on issues that matter. “We expect Thursday November 21st to be his final program and wish Jason and his family all the very best. “2UE 954 aims to be Sydney’s leading source of news, information and entertainment and we’ll be in a position to make some very positive announcements on this front soon.”

Yep, even if you gave away Morrison for free on commercial radio, you couldn't find a listener or a mug punter willing to summon the energy to twitch the dial his way.

So you could knock the pond down with a feather when it discovered the very same Morrison bobbing up in the Daily Terror.

Morrison is, of course, in the usual way of all shock jocks, an expert climate scientist.

After years of rigorous training, and the collection of several degrees, he stands at the pinnacle of the profession, admired by all for his scientific rigour.

And wouldn't you know it, he's also an expert on the war on Xmas, and so it all came together this morning:

But wait, there was more, Morrison was just getting started, just getting cranked up like a crank, just getting the cogs in the brain whirring, just starting to motor-mouth like a mindless member of the hive:

The hypocrisy here is the whole righteous, global warming scare-game has always been about "doing what's best for the kids". I assume destroying their dreams and frightening them is still within the brief. Of course the "Christmas is cancelled" campaign is being met with acclaim from the advertising world. After all, "it's all about getting cut through and calling people to action". I can see the creative types nodding in agreement.
"Christmas shouldn't be just about presents, fun, family and religion. It's an important time to get people thinking about where we are going as a society and what we need to change". Ever noticed how the morally superior can rationalise anything for the cause - even calling off Santa? 
In a similar tone, the great green warrior Lord Mayor Clover Moore couldn't help herself either this year. The lady who once removed Christmas from the city's streets for fear of offending people has gone from censoring it to exploiting it - and again it's in the name of saving the planet. 
Clover used ratepayer funds to commission a special sleigh to take Santa and herself (of course!) from the Town Hall to Martin Place. 
But it had to have a zero carbon footprint, so the Pushbike Princess, responsible for transforming Sydney's roads into a traffic-snarled obstacle course, had cyclists instead of reindeer towing her sleigh. It's probably the first time those cycle paths have had a decent workout. Santa's little helpers were kitted up in lycra. 

Uh huh. It's at this point that even a raving ratbag realises that Morrison is off with the pixes, or the elves. He's making a lycra joke! When we all know that the leading MAMIL in the land is a hero:

On a bicycle!

What's the bet that somehow Morrison next mentions leftists?

The left knows no bounds when it comes to trying to win the argument, even to the point of advocating a little Christmas jihad. 
Last week, on Paul Murray's Sky News show, I got into a debate with an ABC radio host about why we shouldn't tolerate young Australian men going to fight alongside terrorists in Syria. 
For me, it's not just a matter of principle. ASIO has warned of threat this poses to Australia's national security. I believe if you call this place home you don't go and take up arms for other nations. 
Before you knew it, the ABC's Dominic Knight was comparing today's young Australians behind the guns in Syria with Diggers in World War I. His argument was: "Plenty of Australians historically have fought in other people's wars. Are you as outraged about Australian soldiers dying in Britain's wars? In George Bush's war?" 
I wonder how many more lefty thinkers out there can't see any difference between Australians who are fighting for their country and those who fly out to take up AK47s in search of jihad. 
These days some people can rationalise anything seemingly with no regard to the damage caused. Debase all the traditions they like to win the argument. But in the end they get caught out. 
On Christmas morning, dear children, you'll know that Santa still came down the chimney, the North Pole isn't melting, his warehouse was never flooded and your presents are in perfect order. Ho ho ho, Merry Christmas to all!

Actually by the very end of it all, the pond wondered why on earth the editor of the Daily Terror had jumped the shark.

Was it sympathy? A fellow member of the hive mind on struggle street and needing a helping hand? Making room for a blabbermouth blathering away because having him blather on Sky News wasn't nearly enough?

But they couldn't give Morrison away for free on 2UE and attract enough ratings to keep the station janitor busy ...

How is this going to help the Daily Terror attract readers? They have ratbag rabid frothing and foaming members of the crony commentariat lathering themselves into a frenzy every day of the week.

Surely Morrison provides the perfect example of a completely redundant column?

And yet they made him number one on the rotating digital dashboard of doom?

Do they really think mug punters are going to play for this sort of perverted pleasure?

Meanwhile, the pond couldn't help but notice that the lascivious Fred Nile has decided to get hitched again to make his passion legal:

Poor old Fred copped some rough if utterly fair and correct treatment, as you can read in Fred Nile, 79, remarries as gay activists demonstrate outside church:

Prime Minister Tony Abbott sent them a message: ''Marriage is about walking the same path together. It is a profound, rich and fulfilling journey that should draw out the better angels of our nature.'' 
Viva la Bang would agree. She said Nile's ''point of being against gay marriage is because the Bible says it's between a man and a woman for the means of procreation''. 
 ''Yet's here's a man, 70-something years old, marrying a woman of 55. Are they really going to procreate? So if they can get married, why can't we?''

Indeed. Let's see if fearless Fred is up to the long absent Lord's demands.

But the pond was more distracted by the attached story, which saw Malcolm Turnbull attempt to claw back a little street cred in Malcolm Turnbull: Australia out of step on gay marriage.

Indeed Australia is out of step.

But then Australia is also out of step on broadband.

And that's something Turnbull, allegedly the Federal Miscommunications Minister for Broad Band Fuck Ups, was supposed to do something about. Something actually within his ambit, within his alleged remit.

Instead, he lied, cheated, dissembled and defrauded Australian voters, and will go on doing same for the foreseeable future.

How long does he think he can get by dog whistling to liberals on gay marriage, while at the same time fucking them over on broadband?

Yes big Mal, gays want decent broadband as well as the right to get married.

You really are a knavish fellow, aren't you? As one of the pond's friends noted, he trained as a lawyer and worked for a merchant bank, it's a wonder the copper hasn't been dug up and sold off to South America ...

Meanwhile, the mainsteam media has begun to note the complete deception, the hopeless fraud, involving HFC, and you too can read about it in HFC suburbs NBN no man's land.

All was going well until the pond then followed a link and ended up on HFC can handle NBN: Hackett.

Who'd have thunk it? So Simon Hackett's a fucking idiot too ...

The pond would greatly enjoy seeing Hackett hooked up to HFC for a month, preferably with Optus. It could be a winning result, what with Hackett driven to assassinate Turnbull, and then sent to jail to repent his stupidity and lickspittle fellow travelling ...

The end result? Well the pond understands it will be in the NBN wilderness now until the end of time and the knackery intervenes, and there'll be no need for the internet in the coffin (second thoughts, what if it's a Spoorloos situation?)

All that's left is rage, raging at the dying of the NBN, and rage at Malcolm Turnbull for his smarmy, dissembling ways, a figure who can now cheerfully stand in place of Stephen "let's build a gigantic filter for everything" Conroy as a betrayer of dreams ...

Meanwhile, if you want a more detailed discussion, a little more than the pond's proposal that Simon Hackett is simply a lickspittle fellow travelling congenial idiot of the Liberal party facilitating kind, why not head off to the remorseful Delimiter, and hapless Renai LeMay as she tries to make up for her many sins, as you can read in  "Simply wrong": Hackett attacks NBN HFC critics.

What a useless goose. He's not even connected via HFC, and so has no idea of the joys of HFC ...

Yes "joys" is an ironic, satirical abuse of a perfectly pleasant word ...

(Below: simply wrong says simple Simon. Why the pond may as well keep on reading Jason Morrison for all the sense Simon Hackett makes in his Adelaide bunker, offering up an apologetics for a plan in urgent need of a profound apology. We already have half-arsed cheapskates offering a half-arsed cheapskate service, and now we get another explanation of how a half-arsed cheapskate solution will do the job? As yet another aging bit of infrastructure is trotted out as a futuristic solution?)

Here's what you're really facilitating Simon Hackett of Adelaide. 

The twittering of an unrepentant twit, who still doesn't understand that any leadership ambitions he currently retains within him are being quickly buried by his routine smug betrayals (and doesn't Tony Abbott know it). 

You can get your fill of those twittering tweets here.

First it was going to be copper that saved us, and was perfectly fine and good, and now HFC is the solution?

Fuck it, that's the final pre-Xmas fucking straw ... and now to those tweets from the very new re-treaded dingbat, the very model of a modern Stephen Conroy ...