A bumper pond edition, in which, through gritted teeth, the white-anting continues, the pond endures a simple-minded history lesson from the bromancer, the Bolter is remembered for the Iraq war, and the femi-fascists provide a concluding cartoon ...

The pond almost overlooked yesterday's splendid effort by the Terrorists to spread Terror far and wide. How's the NT News holding up against such a splendid effort?

Hah, pathetic. Is that all you've got, Darwinians? Aliens and crocs? Forget it, we've got stalking sharks. Give the pond a yell when you're up to competing with the Terrorists ...

Meanwhile, in the sombre, sedate world of serious, respectable broadsheet journalism (oh remember when that divide meant something), the bouffant one is deeply into Erica:

Oh dear, that sounds serious, and look there's a picture of a smiling Erica ... what a trooper, laughing through his disappointment ...

Uh huh. But what about Erica's home state? Is the bouffant one going to report what was reported elsewhere?

Senator Abetz's claim of "hundreds" of resignations was immediately disputed by the President of the Tasmanian Liberals who said only 7 members had quit and that had been outweighed by 8 new applications to join. 
"While any resignation of any member is regrettable we need to keep a sense of proportion about this given that it is a matter of public record that the Tasmanian Division's membership numbers over 2000," President Geoff Page wrote on Facebook. (here at Fairfax with forced video).

Nope, nope, nope. Seems like the bouffant one is happy to entertain the white-anting and the destabilising and the grand-standing of the nervous nelly Erica:

The pond has to thank Erica for one of the more graciously self-serving, up the fundament, serves in recent tennis history:

It is understandable that with the removal of Tony Abbott, Kevin Andrews and myself from the ministry that our core constituency feels disenfranchised ...

Yes, who knows how that humbug poseur and eastern suburbs ponce got the numbers, but he'll understand what it's like to be a plucked chook, and soon enough ... as the conspirators gather on the back bench ...

Meanwhile, the pond was entranced by the bromancer's latest effort, which might be dubbed a child's guide to Australian history ...

... at least if the child is under ten, doesn't have a clue or a shred of memory as to what really happened, and thinks that the bromancer - who proudly boasts of his ignorance in relation to world affairs - is some kind of useful guide.

Take it away bromancer, show us how a simplistic summary for dills is what passes for broadsheet reading in these wretched Murdochian, reptilian days ...

Imagine how the electorate would have treated Ben Chifley if he'd run for election in 1949 ...

Oh wait ...

But please, do go on ...

And so, in this astonishing world view, the hapless, useless Billy McMahon emerges redeemed, which naturally sets up the completely useless Tony Abbott for some kind of redemption, while the always useful Gough Whitlam cops all the barbs.

The stability we crave ...

Which just goes to show that the bromancer doesn't have a clue. There's more to life than stability, and under McMahon, the Liberal party was completely clueless. The nation voted for change. It might have got more change than it expected, along with some totally dud ministers, but even the times that Sheridan celebrates - the years of Ming the Merciless and Howard - were riven by change.

Who remembers now the credit squeeze and the recession and the election of 1961 which saw Menzies scrape back with a one seat majority? And Jim Killen getting home with the help of 93 Communist preferences? A result that almost saw the gravel-voiced antiquated Arthur Calwell get to power (you can Greg Hunt it here).

Apparently Sheridan has no time for subtlety, nuance or change.

But if you read the carry-on by the reptiles on a daily basis, the last thing they want is stability. They want change, dubbing it "reform", including the slashing of penalty rates, the abuse of pensioners, the tearing down of the health system, the privatising of the education system and so on and endlessly on ...

Whatever you call it, that's not stability, but that's what, on any other day of the week, the bromancer would be craving.

In reality what he's doing here is holding up Malware to a golden age ... knowing that Malware will fall short, and he won't lead us to the alleged stability that we allegedly crave.

Let the destabilising continue, long may it flourish ...

And with the help of the Bolter it will continue ...

Uh huh. Let's overlook the first Iraq war and the ongoing relationship between Australia and the United States and its dearly beloved fundamentalist Wahhabist ally.

Speaking of licking the boots of despots and tyrants, where was the Bolter when Australia joined in the second Iraq war while Saudi Arabia tried to hold its Wahhabist nose?

Here in Australia, Andrew Bolt wrote a column on 20 April 2003, announced that he wanted to 'let the accountability begin'. 
In that piece, he denounced by name a whole series of war opponents: Simon Crean for doubting links between terrorists and Saddam, Carmen Lawrence for anticipating 480,000 deaths, Bob Brown for predicting 100,000 deaths of children and 900,000 refugees, Paul Dibb for talking of 'cholera or typhoid' and 'street-by-street fighting with enormous casualties', the Australian Sociological Association for suggesting the war would be 'responsible for the probable loss of 100,000 civilians', Robert Manne for anticipating that perhaps 'hundreds of thousands of Iraqis' would die, Amin Saikal for suggesting 'Baghdad will be turned into a bloodbath', Andrew Vincent for expecting 'absolute chaos, I think, in the whole of the Middle East and the Muslim world', and so on. 
In retrospect, Bolt's piece sums up the politics of the era perfectly. 
The people he listed massively underestimated the catastrophe that was coming - to take merely one measure, the Iraq invasion's now estimated to have created something like three million refugees, not the 900,000 predicted by Brown. 
Nonetheless, they were basically right and Bolt was catastrophically wrong. Not only was he mistaken on everything, he did everything in his power to belittle those who weren't, so as to ensure a cataclysmic war took place on schedule. (here)

Oh yes indeed ...

Let me put this plainly. The leaders of the Australian war party – John Howard, Rupert Murdoch, Alexander Downer – and their most influential cheerleaders – Chris Mitchell, Andrew Bolt, Greg Sheridan – bear some responsibility for the deaths of half a million Iraqis, for the incalculable number of deaths still to come and for the unimaginable suffering that has been endured by the people of Iraq since the invasion of their country. And yet so far as I am aware – their supreme self-confidence apparently unaffected by the catastrophe they had helped unleash in Iraq – not one of these warriors of the right has expressed even one word of contrition or remorse. (here).

Speaking, as we were, of grubby little boot-licking, lickspittle fellow travelling war mongers ... now doing their best to demonise the UN, and destabilise Malware ...

And so finally to a follow-up of recent pond business.

Well actually, since you ask, you eternally useless Pru Goward, if someone starts spewing around the word "fascist", in complete defiance of Godwin's Law, all bets are off.

If you dribble on and on about femi-fascists, you're a troll. And when someone writes "Come on ladies", the pond is reminded of the stupid gentlemen of Tamworth who imagined that calling women ladies was a sign of respect when in fact it was designed as a profound insult ...

But at least something good came of the fuss, in the form of a First Dog cartoon.

Ah yes, the good old femi-fascist joke. 

Come on ladies, let's call Pru Goward a doofus lover of the Devine, ergo a hater of femi-fascists, and let First Dog continue, and the original First Dog in its original form is available here.