In which the pond's favourite eau de parfum finally returns ...

One of the things that happens with Blogger is that changes are unilaterally announced and introduced ... it's the price of free, which is not the same as the price of freedom ...

Some of the changes are handy - like the ability to drag a jpg or similar directly into the post, others affect end users. Either way, all the pond can do is go with the flow ...

And so to the good news. She's baaaaccckkk ...

Truth to tell the pond had been developing an extreme case of Miranda the Devine withdrawal - not a blog peep after July 24! - and with the return, thought the best way to ameliorate the toxic shock might be a goodly supply of New Yorker cartoons ... remember you can get your fix direct at source here ...

Well that sort of serves as an introduction to the Devine, though it's as if she's never gone away, or as if, having gone away, she returned with the same singular inflexibility and incapacity to think outside the fundamentalist Catholic box ...

Poor old Baird government ... the Terrorists really have it in for Mike and his mates ...

The Devine is obsessed, of course, to the point of pure batshit crazy ...

Now you can imagine the pond's distress. No Devine illustration! Couldn't they have come up with something, anything?

Poor old Baird government ...

Hmm, maybe time to reach for a soothing cartoon ...

That feels better. Remember the good old days of the Terrorists and Mike?

What tremendously good chums they were. And then that dreadful Piccoli man wrapped himself in a gay flag, as if gays were somehow remotely human ...

Actually, the pond hates to tell the good professor this, or the Devine, but they've just called the Devine's very good friend Catherine McGregor a wretch with a belief system unmoored in reality...

Fucking weird or what, and you in the back row, stop sniggering at that "love you Cate McGregor". It's perfectly normal for one woman to love another ...at least outside the pages of the Terrorist.

Much like some men just love their clothing ...

Wollahra lives! Well it's just as well we had that break because the Devine was on a roll. 

No reason to read up on what Andrew Clenell had to say about the dishlicking doggies, the Devine was there to call down a plague of locusts ...

Uh huh, that'd be the Centrelink self-reliance thingie ... as the deplorable Devine goes the deplorable ...

Yes the companionship as they trot off to the knackery in their thousands...

And the bottled up Devine was ready to flay all the rest of the mob alive ...

On holidays for a few weeks. Hmm, July 24th to September 21 ... so that's a few weeks. No wonder the Devine has trouble with counting, though she hasn't forgotten how to take a swipe at the deplorables ... deplorable arty types and the always deplorable ABC. Far be it for the pond to mention the off button on the remote.

Luckily, no one interrupts in the Devine's world. 

While the pond watched CNN grandly announce that there was a nest of terrorists, perhaps a dozen or more, in several cells, roaming around New York, and other more cautious souls suggested that perhaps it might be wise to wait for the facts - established quickly enough by the apple's finest - the Donald and the Devine were calling it as it was ...

Well that Trump reference reminded the pond of this New Yorker cartoon ...

Never mind, all good things must come to an end, and so for a cleansing Pope ... and more Pope here ...

Second thoughts, that's not very cleansing. That's much more depressing than realising the Devine is back ...

Here, splash a bit of the pond's favourite eau de parfum on you ... it'll put a spring in your step and the sound of bigotry in your voice ...