In which the pond returns from the bunker to savour the Trumpiness of the bromancer 'leet ...

It would be easy to mock, as we enter the age of government by tweet, especially when the peasants must "recieve" a new form of spelling in this post-truth world ...

But oh Fairfax, how quickly you took away the chance to gloat ...

The president is dead, long live the preseident ...

Of course everyone - well at least ABC breakfast hosts - is/are wildly excited about the news that the Oxford has declared "post-truth" the international word of the 2016 year ...though in truth it isn't a patch on Colbert's truthiness and it will never displace the wanton abuse of the word "elite", an art-form most practised by dedicated elitists.

The notion that multi-millionaires of the Malware kind or billionaires of the Donald kind don't belong to a monetary elite is down there with the delusional notion that the reptiles aren't part of a journalistic elite that dominates what's left of tree-killing print in Australia.

Even the source of the word suggests poncedom and a Frenchified European world view of the ancien régime kind:

Origin Late 18th century: from French élite selection, choice, from élire to elect, from a variant of Latin eligere (get the full Oxford here).

The use of the word elite, by a member of the élite, in any discussion or argument should result in instant disqualification in the way that the use of Nazis provokes application of Godwin's Law - for example, élite bloggers of the little Timmie Bleagh/Bolter kind should have their heads shrunk and mounted the moment they use the term, managing as they have to scratch a living from blogging in a way that very few manage ...

Yes, they are élite  bloggers and the sooner they come to terms with that reality, the better for all of us.

Similarly the reptile editorialist is amongst the élite of political commentators. This doesn't stop such élitists from getting it profoundly wrong in a routine, daily way, but that's the joy of observing the elites at work and play from a humble distance sitting in the blogging bleachers ...

This day the reptile editorialist continues with some trepidation to brood about the Donald, and all that is soon to be overthrown, the inmates having taken charge of the Murdochian asylum ...

Of course it's not just the Murdochian reptiles. The AFR lemmings are extremely keen to match the Donald's rush to build up debt and favour the rich ... it's in the nature of the 'leets ...

And so "huuggge" becomes common parlance and a policy position...

But it's the Murdochians that the pond follows, and so we must turn to the editorialist, still unnerved and strung out on fear ...

Now there might be a few that think Australia couldn't stiff-arm the United States in the way that the Donald is going to do, but the reptiles are still coming to terms with the consequences of their pounding away at themselves, which is to say, the 'leets ...

Uh huh. The more they protest, the more the pond senses a barely concealed panic and fear, and a mounting anxiety attack ...

Even the AFR 'leets sense a change in the air ...

And so on, it's easy enough to google the 'leets in panic, but let's finish off with the reptile editorialist ...

Stability? Now there's a joke, up there with post-truth, truthiness and 'leets denying their elite status ...

Fortunately there's a Rowe cartoon for a breather, and more breath-taking Rowe cartoons here ...

You see, the pond is in big time this day with the reptile 'leets, having survived the bunker and with a yearning for the reptilesthat's up there with kissing the Don's ring ... and who better than the bromancer to provide the feast?

Oh wait, that somehow snuck into the system like a gremlin doused in water.

The pond went to the bank and discovered a significant overdraft, and the bromancer didn't even have the Barrie Cassidy line to hand, about the ABC not having enough in the budget for him to cop an egg in the face ...

Never mind, as stability is the theme of the day, let's see how the crazy shook up, mixed up world looks a little more than a week later ...

If you can't find that richly amusing, then sadly you and the pond don't share the same sensa huma ...

Of all the rampantly silly fuckwits doing the elite Murdochian rounds, surely the bromancer is, if we dare use another Frenchified term, nonpareil ...

It explains his love of the onion muncher, and it explains how, in his relatively unique * (*usage licensed by the ABC) notion that everybody is wrong and disregards the facts, unlike the bromancer, who is right about everything, except when he's spectacularly wrong about things like the chances of the Donald winning ... (and with Brexit to hand as a warning sign) ...

Ah there it is, finally ... the pond was waiting for that notion "the liberal elite" to emerge from the general blather ...

In a usual world, that would mean that anything the bromancer had to say was a meaningless generalisation, ruled out by Godwin's Law, 'leet codicil, but then anybody with the slightest interest in meaning already knew that.

The point of reading the bromancer is to allow meaningless silliness to wash over the mind and caress it the way that Mehitabel enjoys the cream de la cream ...

Actually the pond has discovered that to get to there, it's probably best not to start from here, and certainly not from the bromancer's sublime understanding of the data, said data seeming to consist of one conversation with an Islamic on NPR, a little reading of US Christian journals and a complete mis-representation of aspects of late-term abortions ...

Is it any wonder the world is fucked?

Is it any wonder that the correspondence pages of the lizard Oz look like this, this day?

There, and be reassured to know that the reptiles set all this blather running ... and that these blatherers about elitism and all the rest of it constitute the reptile demographic.

Well they sowed the seeds.

Now let them inherit the wind ...

And so having tried the patience of any sensible human being way beyond measure, it's time for a refreshing Pope cartoon, safe in the knowledge that there is more papal infallibility to hand here ...

Now let truthiness be replaced by Trumpiness ...