Day 3 continues, with the dear old patriarch fooled by a con job ...

(Above: and wish Mr Rowe a happy easter here).

Naturally with haunting images of crucifixions and talk of continuity and change in the air, the pond was drawn to a reptile EXCLUSIVE featuring the dear old patriarch of the tribe ...

It would be remiss of the pond not to follow up on the strange world of the greens as they bicker and fuss and feud ... and with so much righteous, sanctimonious anger and bitterness.

Who knew that beneath the black skivvies surged such dark, emotional, splitter schismatic hearts?

Look at how they divide ...

Oh dear, the dear old senile law-breaking patriarch, still protesting his heart out and maliciously hauled before the courts, yet the sweet old thing is just an easy victim for a sucker con job ...

Of course it could have been Di Natale that was conned, but sssh that only rouses the slumbering greens to a frenzy ...

Of course ... of course ...

Focus, focus, as the walri man, with full approval of Malware, has arranged important globally significant scientific research on the matter of wind ...

Yes, lavish money on a placebo, because that's the right thing to do.

Why you could offer a placebo on climate science too, and all would be well in the garden of continuity, with bonus change (there's more of this at the Graudian here ...)

Indeed, indeed, and the pond looks forward to a lavish amount of money expended on explaining how the pond is disturbed each night by the planes overhead, offering their rivets up for a counting, and the raucous traffic in the street outside its home. Ah, for the good old days of horse and cart and manure for the garden ...

But what most pleased the pond this day is the way that the skivvy wearer was in tune with the reptile editorialist of Oz, bemoaning Malware's window dressing ...

Indeed, indeed, all this hysterical talk of a climate emergency ... and there's the poor old senile patriarch lining up to swallow Malware's kook aid.

Call it a bad investment strategy, call it a con job dressed up as innovation, call the dear old dodderer an old out of touch fogey ...

How much better to facilitate Malware's attempt to stack the Senate, so that window-dressing and flip-flopping might continue into the infinite future ...

Besides, Climate change might be good news for French wine - until it isn't ...

Oh it's grand days for the grand alliance ... who knows what future power-sharing might accomplish?