In which the pond presents a massive dose of reptile identity politics, wherein the identifiers all manage to sound identical ...

Whenever a war criminal scribbles a little something, the pond is always attentive ...

Way back when the pond became fixated on Albert Speer,  a seemingly intelligent man who became captivated by grandiose ambitions and delusions ...

Of course Speer was a grander war criminal than little Johnny, but still, little Johnny did his fair share of thousands dead and millions displaced, so when he talks about threats anew to basic freedoms, the pond wonders if he might talk about the freedoms enjoyed by the thousands dead, and the millions displaced...

Probably not ... it's probably more of the usual ...

Yes, it's the usual bullshit, with the usual guff about the traditional Catholic approach to homosexuality:

In the discussion which followed the publication of the Declaration, however, an overly benign interpretation was given to the homosexual condition itself, some going so far as to call it neutral, or even good. Although the particular inclination of the homosexual person is not a sin, it is a more or less strong tendency ordered toward an intrinsic moral evil; and thus the inclination itself must be seen as an objective disorder. (More from the rat Ratzinger here).

To mythical hell with all that talk of intrinsic moral evil and objective disorder,  and while we're at it, to mythical hell for war criminals too, though with all the nonsense the rat wrote about Genesis, it seems fair enough to talk of the intrinsic objectively disordered moral evil of the Catholic church, and the bizarre notion that hell will catch up with the guilty...

Of course if you dare to express a contrary thought to the tykes and other believers in unicorns, suddenly there's much cluck-clucking and tut-tutting, while the war criminal little Johnny tries to score laughs from his comedy stylings about tolerance and inclusion ...

Inn the end, it's just a puff piece for a book, written by a war criminal, pretending to be tolerant, blathering on about identity politics while Catholics parade about in frocks to establish their identity ...

What a strange identity it is too. Wouldn't it just be simpler and easier to admit that wearing frocks can be fun?

Sadly little Johnny is just a warm-up, because this day the reptiles had the original on display ...

Now right from the get go, the illustration suggests there's going to be a lecture seeped in bigotry and intolerance, and the pond might get a little curt with Kurti.

How often do we see a story in the lizard Oz saying wearers of any form of religious regalia must make sure it isn't a symbol of the failure of integration?

Fancy the pond having a barking mad great aunt for a nun ... though these days they're a vanishing breed. That's the sort of failure of integration the pond can deal with ...

But that snap of the vanishing breed suggests the trick the reptiles will employ.

Always, when running this sort of yarn, make sure that you have an inflammatory picture of a delusional religious person at the top of the column ... like so ...

Stop right there. It's all the fault of the secularists?

What about the angry Sydney Anglicans? Let's not forget that Kurti is himself an ordained Anglican Church minister, and before heading off to the rabid CIS, was pushing Anglicanism at Saint James, King Street, in Sydney ... please, don't get the pond started on Anglicans, complimentary women and gays. We could be here all day.

As it is, because Kurti is inclined to rabbit on, we'll still be here for an ungodly amount of time, and the pond will understand those who wilt and fade under the pressure ... because it's just another serve of Xians at war with Islamics ...

Uh huh. So what about gay marriage? Is Kurti with Daesh on the matter? Head off to Quadrant if you like here ...

The ferocity and intolerance with which the new right to equality is demanded by same-sex marriage advocates threatens real harm to the substantial and foundational right to religious liberty as it has been understood and interpreted in Australia. Shorten’s claim that “at its heart, marriage equality is about removing discrimination from our laws” is simply the use of equality as a weapon with which to beat those whose understanding of marriage differs from his.
Deploying the concept of equality in the debate in this way has served not only to drive further apart the proponents and opponents, diminishing areas of shared agreement and threatening the tenor of debate, but also to threaten the right to religious freedom enjoyed by all Australians.

Of course he is - the fundamentalist have so much in common ...

What we're arguing about isn't to do with the rights of gays or women, what we're arguing about here is which form of religious fundamentalism should prevail ... (and by the pond's definition, anyone who thinks Adam and Eve is a guide to relationships can head off to herd camels).

Okay, the pond can play this game. Let's go French and ban all public displays of religious affiliation, and while we're at it, taxpayer support of religious organisations, including education, charities, and exemption from tax ...

There's no chance of it happening of course, which is why Kurti has to dance so finely around his assault on Islamics. Chances are, if someone notices that Islam is a delusion, they might also start to wonder about the complimentary women to be found in Sydney Anglicanism ...

Now around this point the pond can sense a certain restlessness in the ether ... and it's true many would be better off reading The Islamic Road to the Modern World, in the latest NY Review of Books, and luckily outside the paywall for the moment ...

But that's only for those who want to take an early mark ... for the rest, Kurti remains the assignment ...

The good news is that it's almost over, and the pond will rush on to the final gobbet ...

It's a classic fudge of course, but what was revealing was the comments section, where the howling mob came out in a jihadist frenzy.

The reptiles might only represent a couple of hundred thousand sales, but the purchasers are amongst the finest bigots in the land.

This one comment will have to stand in for the frenzy that erupted ...

It's a little bit more explicit than Kurti, but the pond invites those who can summon up the strength to go Kurti hunting online.

Meanwhile, for those wanting an honours grade, the dog botherer was also out and about today in the lizard Oz.

Being another, albeit minor war criminal and functionary, the pond loves it when the dog botherer starts carrying on like a Kurti ...

How much can a koala bear, prattling Polonius might ask ...seeing as how a bunch of angry white men shouting at clouds always manage to look and sound alike ...

Well let's make sure we have a picture of a kinda funny looking woman at the top of the page wearing a kinda funny looking hat to set the tone for what follows ...

Now the pond thinks it's deplorable that Ford called Miranda Devine a fucking cunt, because (a) fucking is a pleasurable activity, whereas splashing on the essence of Devine is like bathing in or swallowing undiluted sulphuric acid; and (b) cunts are extremely useful, both as a site for pleasure and as a way to produce offspring, and the Devine is neither pleasurable nor remotely useful.

What's really funny is the way that the dog botherer immediately gets down to the business at hand, which is always to attack someone on the ABC...

Staggeringly, the dog botherer never seems to mention certain kinds of vans on the streets of London, or a crazed Norwegian mass murderer, or even a couple of innocents killed in Portlandia for simply suggesting politeness might be an option ...

But that's the way it goes with the reptiles.

The question is, what to call these folk, if fucking cunts is far too joyous and happy a term.

The pond suggests tedious boring farts, with the caveat that if they're of a certain age, they might be called boring old farts, singing the same old tedious song of prejudice and one-eyed bile on a daily basis to a couple of hundred thousand purchasers, out of a population of some 24 million going about their business without any regard to what the old farts are scribbling ...

With all that talk of personal aggression, please allow the pond to pause for a sponsor's message.

Okay, time for the last gobbet from the minor war criminal ... because there's nothing like killing thousands and displacing millions to show how it's really done ...

Oh the pond just thought of another way to describe the dog botherer, which is both true and identity neutral.

He's a pain in the arse, a complete bloody pain in the arse ...a condition most of humanity is likely to suffer from at some point in life, though much more likely to have it come on if they eat the wrong foods, or read the lizard Oz ...

Luckily the same can't be said for TT, always with an eye for assorted identities and with fresher TT here ...wherein the honest cabinet is celebrated ...