Day 26, and when the dog botherer stalks the lizard Oz, the pond comes to heel ...

It seems these days that there is very little difference between a reptile editorial and a cut and paste ... though pedants will argue a cut and paste has more depth and substance.

And there were other stupidities and follies on view this day in reptile la la land ...

When you've got nothing much to say, say it with a meaningless echo ...

Meanwhile, the reptiles were in their usual state of indignation about the mendicants allowed to vote ...

The reptiles were so outraged that they also made it their tree-killer lead ...

Shocking stuff.

Who gave these paupers and vagabond panhandlers the right to vote?

When will the reptiles adopt the pond's policy of euthanising the poor, the weak, the vulnerable and the helpless.

Oh sure, there will be a few squeaks from a few soft-hearted wretches, but that'll soon be sorted out by an efficient, well-organised program of extermination. And then there'll be no more talk of half the voters relying on the government for their incomes, and never mind the way the statistics were bodgied up to form a horror story. After all ...

Well there are no saints at the pond, especially when the dog botherer is loose and worrying at the sheep.

Naturally, the bad news brought the dog botherer to the top of the commentariat page in an impassioned cry of pain that was beyond lengthy ...

Yes enough already, and whenever the dog botherer is in the news, the pond perforce pays attention ...

Oh dear, not the bankers. Oh no, not the precious bankers ... not a class war involving the silvertails and Manly supporters and lovers of the AFL ...

And more of the wretched Moir here.

But back to the dog botherer, because, as the reptiles have noted, it is high time to draw attention to the real problem, which isn't the bankers and the silvertails but the mendicants and the wretches who seek to slide into office on their coat tails...

What a depressing scenario. It seems the anti-Christ might be put in charge, and then where would we be? Mendicants everywhere, and some attention paid to actual climate science. Shocking stuff.

Yes, that dreadful senate. The pond is aware - apparently it's a verifiable, certifiable fact - that a rogue Senator put Tony Abbott up to the notion of knighting Phil the Greek, never imagining he'd fall for the gag, and that very same Senator persuaded jolly Joe to roll out all the best in his 2014 budget.

And that was probably the single most important factor in Abbott's political and fiscal woes. The bloody Senate!

And that's how you get paid by the reptiles to spout bullshit, in a studied, learned and authoritative way.

But the pond can sense attention is flagging. Perhaps another Moir?

Hey nonny no, on we go ... but let us not be depressed! There might still be a chance to persecute the mendicants, in due course and with a favourable wind, as bloated as the wind that drives the dog botherer's keyboard ...

Plausible productivity!

Now there's a cry for the ages. Let us not have implausible productivity, let us have plausible productivity ...

And let us foster a culture of personal responsibility.

Why speaking of personal responsibility, the pond understands this minute the entire reptile commentariat are resigning from their cushy jobs, where all they do all day is jibber-jabber, gibbering and yabbering, and blathering and prattling, twittering and chattering ...

Instead of acting like common and sordid town gossips, yackety-yakking twaddle, hogwash, baloney, drivel, bilge, bunk, piffle, poppycock and bull, they intend to make an honest living.

Yep, instead of natter and waffle and idle talk of plausible productivity, the entire commentariat is heading off to work in mill, or perhaps go down mine, so the great Australian dream can be realised ...

Yep, it's another great and visionary day in reptile la la land, and the pond thanks the dog botherer for his many splendid insights ...

Put it another way ...