Here no advocacy, no advocacy here ...

What a fine snap SBS chose for its story, found here. Oh the Fairfaxian mockers might mock here, with forced video ...

Imagine (Hunt's) return to the Cabinet room. Striving for a suitably appropriate air of modesty, he arrives just as Christopher Pyne is regaling the colleagues with an old joke about John Lennon being asked whether Ringo is the best drummer in the world. "He's not even the best drummer in The Beatles," screams Christopher in a marvellous attempt at a Liverpool accent. 

How unkind, but shock, horror, consternation, even the reptiles were inclined to mention the Antarctic walri ...

The pond is distraught that Hunt wasn't honoured for his unwavering support of Adani's Carmichael coal mine ... talk about fine work for the environment and water issues.

There have been other comedy highlights this week.

Even fleeting readers of the pond will know in what high esteem it holds Grace Collier ... though sadly the pond routinely ignores the feast of their Gracie which is on offer ...

Sheesh, what a terrifying Andy Warholian can of soups sight. Suddenly the pond wished it was off romping with the walri ...

Anyhoo, their Gracie tweeted this little tweet which brought out Mamamia. Oh mumma mia, not momma mia ...

Soon enough there were many twitters ...

And before you know it, it had become a meme ...

Ah Gracie, Gracie, you got it right first go.

Pond memo to self: twittering about dishonest boring morally smug TV shows is likely to rebound on dishonest, boring, morally smug, delusional, hypocritical reptiles with short and long term memory loss. Never twitter ... especially after enjoying the taxpayer-funded green room facilities ...

But enough of the frivolities, because the ponds' first duty must be to the alarums of the day. And what fine alarums can be found.

Naturally the reptiles are front and centre ...

Good long absent lord, it's the hideous gay conspiracy pushing the shocking gay agenda on an unsuspecting nation. Won't someone think of the children? Next thing you know someone will be trying to tell the pond that gays are people too ...

And there was the Devine yabbering away yet again ...

Once the slavering reptiles get a bone between their teeth, let no one attempt to prise it away.

No doubt Morrison has also failed to mention the desperate plight of the rapidly disappearing Antarctic walri, and the pond looks forward to a Devine assault on this negligence ...

But as always, the real problem on this earth, and possibly in the next life too, is the ABC. It is simply impossible and outrageous, no matter what their Gracie might have tweeted once she was given access to the lavish taxpayer-funded green room ...

It seems that advocacy is very high on the reptile list of crimes ...

It goes without saying that nowhere in the reptiles might one find an advocate.

No advocacy here, here no advocacy, as Eric's Chopper might have said ...

The reptiles are always astonishingly neutral in tone, and what better example of this stunning neutrality might there be than Dame Slap?

Ah but it wasn't just the ABC ... it will be recalled that Dame Slap, in company with Lord Monckton, has previously exposed the UN's devious plan to use climate science as a way of introducing world government, and she was on the case again ...

And in the actual piece, Dame Slap was in fine form, starting off by celebrating Phil's new status ...

Dammit Gracie, how did that cartoon get in here?

Pope's due at the bottom of the page, we'll have no more papal interference with the pontificating Dame Slap ...

Now the pond is in too much of a rush to get to the promised Pope to spend any time on editorial comment, though it is sublime to see Dame Slap citing the Graudian as a reliable authority, though she didn't provide a link to the wonderfully hypocritical piece - up there with their Gracie - as can be found here.

The pond takes the view that the matter has become something like Dickens' account of Chancery in Bleak House ... and the Graudian has been right on the case, what with Marina Hyde here, and Joshua Rozenberg here all piling on ...

Such is the indignation that you'd almost forget that the Graudian was at one time a partner in crime with Assange ...

The pond don't know who let Peter Preston off the chain, but by way of contrast, his carry on smelt of shocking contrary-ism ...

I’ve never met Julian Assange; and those Guardian friends who have say I’ve had a lucky escape. He’s clearly a bit of pain to deal with. (Season with whatever further frailties you wish.) But the deluge of adjectives and animosity dumped at the embassy’s door after last week’s UN arbitrary detention decision seems over-ripe, going on rank. Of course you can roll Swedish allegations and deportation decisions together in best “rule of law” fashion: but the UN working group took all that into account.

Enough of that sir, before you disgrace your paper and yourself ...

Now let us return to the harmonious Dame Slap, working hand in glove with the Graudian - and lordy lordy, the New Statesman! - to expose any talk of martyrdom ...

Indeed, indeed. There's no doubt that the UN is responsible for everything wrong in the world, except when it's the UN and the ABC combined - oh how their green room leads people astray - so it was at this point that the pond felt the urgent need to reprint Dame Slap's previous dire warning about the UN and its fiendish plotting, as uncovered by the lord, which was deemed so valuable, so insightful, so true, it was picked up by the WSJ ...

Indeed, indeed, and there's more, which can easily be found by googling around sundry paywalls, and let there be no doubt that this new world government is highly likely to encourage Julian Assange to reveal more secrets about nation state governments, so that the roll out of the new world government might proceed more smoothly ... and all this talk of human rights will be revealed as a cover for activities and behaviour that will make Daesh seem like kindergarten, Philip Ruddock style exponents of enhanced interrogation ...

Or some such thing. 

To tell the truth, the pond by this point was just hanging out for that promised Pope, and though it has nothing to do with anything above, except perhaps tangentially, in the way that advocacy is a curse of the ages, it might see some head off to the papist's gallery here for more.

Ah, they were using the agile, innovative intertubes to communicate. That helps explain things ...