Some amazing facts for a meditative weekend ...

Amazing fact ... if you wake up early in the morning and discover some damn fool left the television on commercial television - namely the Seven network - you can of a Sunday morning cop a spray of luddite, anti-evolution, anti-science religious drivel, as silly as anything an Islamic fundamentalist might offer.

Thanks Seven, thanks Malware ...

The pond also confesses to doing a channel hop every so often, purely for scientific research purposes and is astonished at the pervasiveness of junk thanks to the spread of the info channels on commercial television.

Relentless spamming, relentless aggregations of the crappiest television known to humanity ... including specious game shows designed to fleece punters who ring in to try to answer simple clue games...

And yet, in the name of freeing up spectrum, Malware killed off community television - home to all forms of harmless eccentricities - in Sydney.

Well you can access Amazing Facts online ... so why do we need a Seven network to broadcast it to us? By golly, given half the chance, the pond could free up an amazing amount of spectrum ... though the unemployment level amongst blondes would soar ... (yes, the pond is of a different hair colour, we've established taht).

Meanwhile, the Pell matter is bubbling along nicely ...

Now there's an amazing, startling surprise. Double down because what other cards can you play?

Well played L'Age, you'll get a lot tuning into your forced video with that one.

And the pond just loved this effort by the angry Sydney Anglicans ...

What a way to begin the year? Was the dear man talking about this?

Of course not. It was all about the importance of the morning tea before getting down to ruining the world with angry Sydney missionary fundamentalism, and a bit of gay and women's rights bashing (use the pond decoder: tea and scones and cheese and cucumber sandwiches stands for complimentary Adam and Eve kool aid in Anglican circles. The ladies will prepare a nice spread for you men folk while you grand knobs talk about it amongst yourselves).

But enough of this because the pond also must attend to secular bigotry this day, and is there a better harumphing bigot than the man who once allegedly snorted white powder?

Now the pond has commented before on the hagiographic tendency of the Terrorists.

Some damn fool reader thought it was an attempt to be sexist about Miranda the Devine, when the reality is that everyone in the Terrorist commentariat is given the Mussolini treatment ...

To hell with Godwin's Law and the swear jar, the pond has got super to burn.

Or is it Billy Bunter? The pond always gets confused on a Sunday ...

As for the actual proposal to Akker Dakker's talking point, that leftists are responsible, surely no one expects the pond to deal with the snorting Akker Dakker seriously.

Better just to acknowledge that leftists are responsible for everything wrong in the world, and let Akker Dakker get on with the snorting ...

Just remember, the next time you see someone snorting white powder, you should always remark ... "it was the leftists wot did it" ...

Then we can return to our complimentary bible studies and creationism and the way that Adam and Eve remains the best guide to the way men and women should relate. Oh you damned, snake-believing, apple-peddling hussies, be grateful it stops at that ...

Meanwhile, the Murdochian tabloids are celebrating the good news that the entire superannuation system is now about to be abandoned, broken down and sold off for an immediate consumerist fix, and to hell with the impact thirty years down the track, because what the fuck, who knows where we'll be, what with global warming, war and the rapture all coming along nicely ...

Spend, spend, spend ... NOW. NOW. NOW!!!

Why not buy a seventy inch screen to get your Tarot readings, guessing games, microwave safe kitchen goods and creationism in a giant sized image?

Yes, pocket the money, then spend, spend, spend. 

Therefore I say unto you, Take no thought for your life, what ye shall eat, or what ye shall drink; nor yet for your body, what ye shall put on, nor for your super and what you should set aside for a rainy day old age. 
Is not the life more than meat, and the body than raiment? Behold the fowls of the air: for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Malware father feedeth them. Are ye not much better than they? Which of you by taking thought can add one cubit unto his stature? Why be ripped off by the super industry? And why take ye thought for raiment? 
Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin: And yet I say unto you, That even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these dressed in Malware super-less finery. 
Wherefore, if Malware so clothe the grass of the field, which to day is, and to morrow is cast into the oven, shall he not much more clothe you, and give you an exceedingly generous pension in your dotage, O ye of little faith? 
Therefore take no thought or saving, saying, What shall we eat? or, What shall we drink? or, Wherewithal shall we be clothed? (For after all these things do the Gentiles seek:) for your heavenly Malware father knoweth that ye have need of all these things. But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and spend all your readies to make Hardly Normal even richer; spend spend spend NOW; and all these things shall be added unto you.

Take therefore no thought for the morrow: for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself. Sufficient unto the day is the Malware evil thereof.

The business of the one per centers is moving along very nicely, and here endeth the tabloid Murdochian lesson ...

And now to a final amazing fact ...

And in that spirit - the pond simply doesn't have a clue either - the pond is pleased to catch up with David Rowe catching up with unicorns, and more Rowe here ...

The pond simply can't get enough of fair maidens, speakers in tongues, Lord Godiva and unicorns ...

Oh wait, should that be Cheshire cats?

More Le Lievre here, but that mention of the republic reminded the pond of one final great effort by the reptiles of Oz to attract some attention this weekend ...

The pond has no idea where or how the reptiles drag up dipsticks like Tim Montgomerie - it's a routinely astonishing and admirable feat - but do we have to drag Australia into it? 

If Montgomerie really thinks that Australia is self-determining, he really is a goose beyond measure ... dear sweet lad, we colonials share a queen who determines things ... and we have a Cheshire cat in charge of our agile, innovative servitude ... with bonus no super ... and sweet fuck all by way of a pension ...

You see?