In which the Major Mitchell returns, the bromancer keeps parroting, and memes rulez ...

This is the time of memes ... for example, the pond has been besieged by people anxious to make the pond aware of this Dr Seuss from 1941, which has been doing the rounds ...

The lamestream, wet, faux news mainstream media don't have a chance up against this instant form of circulation ...

And yet the pond is here to observe the reptiles writhing in the agony of their irrelevance and declining circulation figures and failing business models ...

Could there be a better example of this than the attempts of the reptiles of Oz to grapple with the Donald this morning...

Mass petulance? Well that approach makes the dog botherer sound like a scribbler of immense mass stupidity ...

Protests are anti-democratic? What a stupid ass hat ... though we all know the sort of well-ordered democracy the dog botherer seems to favour if that's his line ...

Sheesh, Godwin's Law broken already, and it's all the fault of the dog botherer ...

Actually the pond is well over the Donald, but with the reptiles determined to defend the Donald, and their flailing, failing business model, and thereby miss all the fun jokes and memes doing the rounds, what can a blog dedicated to reptile observation do?

Well first we can note the memes arising from the flat out lies and fatuities of the first Donald presser ...

Now you can find the nerd stuff at Wired here, and the Mashable piece was mashed here ... and there's the hashtag #spicerfacts, and so on and so forth, and much talk of Chemical Ali ...

Bless his long-forgotten socks, but while he might have been right about WMDs, could he match Spicer at counting jelly beans?

There was also much talk of the Spicer quandary. 

On your first day on the job, your boss tells you to go out and lie your socks off. Do you bravely tell him you won't and resign? Do you quibble and suggest excuses might be in order ... like the people who voted for you were too poor to travel to Washington, god bless them all? Or do you just shamelessly lie your socks off? 

Well the quisling lickspittle fellow travelling Spicer showed his true colours and proved that he had no ethical issues about starting off as a shameless liar telling porkies of the first water ... and yet all this flowed past the reptiles as if they were scribbling in a dream or a void or a mindless vacuum.

But enough of crowd sizes and who started the Donald's war with the CIA - after all in the age of the Donald the main argument is about the size of hands, penis and ties - because inevitably the pond must turn to the reptiles ... 

That lazy sluggard, the preening Major Mitchell is back after imagining that taking January off is the best way to emulate the ABC ...

The slack dullard is still banging on about the Trump dossier? 

The jokes for that one, all the wet mattress routines, have long been done and dusted, or moistened or whatever ...

It is of course just another chance for the Major Mitchell to have a go at the new media which sees the lizard Oz being given away for free - and nobody much wanting it even then ...

It is of course eerily unnerving to see the lamestream media eat its own, and look,  men, you can get a very large tie, if you report so that others can decide ...

If you missed the joke about the large tie, you can catch Colbert on YouTube here ...

And not one mention of Freud or phallic symbols ... 

But now it's back to the Major Mitchell ...

It goes without saying that the funniest jibber jabber of all has been coming from Greenwald and the like, carrying on about publication ... this in the age of Snowden and Assange and all the rest of it. 

Suddenly these gormless ones are getting all righteous about leaks and publication of material doing the rounds?

Well now that they're all card-carrying members of the Putin love-in club, and the Mahor Mitchell is in furious agreement with them and warning us about the military-industrial complex ...?

Does comedy get any better than this. 

Well in much the same way that people patiently explain to the pond that RT is a serious form of journalism, as opposed to a pathetic propaganda arm of the Russian government, anything is possible in the new world order and anything is believable ...

What's it all about? 

Does the Major Mitchell just want to show off the size of his lamestream mainstream media tie? Of course he does ...

Yes, there it was in black and white, and from a kissing cousin of the Fox News network. Credibility is everything ...

As if the shameless lies, distortions, phone tappings and ideological barracking of the Murdochians count for naught ... as if the Major Mitchell might scribble, and still keep a straight face, that credibility is everything while conducting a vendetta against Manning Clark of the most unashamed, unapologetic kind ...

Why, he needs his weekly Order of Lenin for that one ...

But wait, while the pond couldn't go the dog botherer, or repeat its RG routine, it felt the need to at least do the bromancer as a fine example of all that's wrong with the reptiles ...

Banana? Politician? He could mean only one thing ...

But enough of shifty dropkick losers of the Abbott kind ... we now need a new apologetics for the new world order ...

Oh fuck, the Pope? The Pope is the new excuse, and the new comparison point in the apologetics.

Wouldn't it be simpler to say he routinely lies, he's a born liar and so his his chief spokesman?

Why does the bromancer blather about platitudes and the Pope, like a gigantically enormous huge fuckwit, when the jokes are already there to be seen all around him?

Prosecuting a case and winning the argument, and Trump's brand is always the latter?

Well it didn't take long for gigantically huge fuckwits of the bromancer kind to jump the shark and nuke the fridge and clean out the cupboard of rationality and logic ...

Well the pond started on this road, and now must finish the journey ...

Deal with reality? At a time when both the Major Mitchell and the bromancer reveal themselves to be completely clueless?

Well at least at journey's end, after time in company with the clueless, there's always a Rowe cartoon, and more Rowe here ...