Sunday, July 30, 2017

In which petulant Peta and the pond wish everyone a happy Xmas in July ...


Oh dear, sadly Christ can't be thanked, and it seems they missed the mark, and the Terror continues on its hate-filled Terrorist way this morning ... and lo, Akker Dakker has at last scored the front page spot alongside petulant Peta ...


Now right from the get go, there's a delicious irony of the kind the Terror routinely serves up, with Akker Dakker blathering on about the need to persecute new arrivals and uphold Australian values, while the singularly uptight petulant Peta rabbits on about the country's mysteriously easy egalitarian culture ...

The pond had to go with Peta of course ... as Colbert recently noted (transcribed here), the war on Xmas has started early this year ...

Trump also told the scouts that Washington is “not a good place” and that very same day he had suggested no longer calling it a swamp, because it’s more a “cesspool,” or a “sewer.” Colbert translated: “Kids I come here to inspire you. Your government is a festering river of human waste and I’m the madman who rules it on a throne of turds.” 
As Trump continued to “pour poison into the ears of children,” he began talking about a “very successful man” he know who bought a yacht and “had a very interesting life, the details of which he declined to mention “because you are boy scouts.” And he promised the scouts that, during his presidency, “you’ll be saying Merry Christmas again when you go shopping” which “they” have been “downplaying” recently. 
“Yes they have been downplaying it, for some reason,” Colbert said. “I’m just spitballing here: maybe because it’s July.” 
Having absorbed the President’s messages, the boy scouts have re-worked their oath, Colbert imagined: “On my honor, I will do my best to make a tremendous amount of money and buy a sex yacht like the old guy the president knows, to keep myself physically strong with golf and steak, and refer all questions to outside counsel. Merry Christmas.”




We're still in July,  if only just, so let the war on Xmas continue, and before anyone has an anxiety attack about that X, please remember ...

In the Greek language and alphabet, the letter that looks like an X is the Greek letter chi / Χ (pronounced 'kye' - it rhymes with 'eye') which is the first letter of the Greek word for Christ, Christos. The early church used the first two letters of Christos in the Greek alphabet 'chi' and 'rho' to create a monogram (symbol) to represent the name of Jesus. This looks like an X with a small p on the top: ☧ (here)

Yes, the pond is being genuinely Xian when it wishes everyone happy holydays ... and happy petulant Peta reading ... and remember this nonsense is brought to you by the Terrorists and Suncorp ...



Stop right there.

The pond realises that petulant Peta - being a bit thick - doesn't have the first clue about how prattish and condescending that line is, about ordinary people not being paid to be across detail, when petulant Peta herself presided over one of the most godawful federal governments in recent times, in a bid to make Billy McMahon seem like a policy wonk and a powerhouse of good government ...

If petulant Peta is an example of being across the detail, please wheel out a broad strokes government ...

And the pond also wanted to pause to note that the Terror illustration has three fifths of fuck all to do with a Judaeo-Christian background (or Judeo-Xian if you will) or Christ or a nativity scene or all the usual Xian guff ...

That Xmas tree goes right back to the early pagan days ...

Early Romans marked the solstice with a feast called the Saturnalia in honor of Saturn, the god of agriculture. The Romans knew that the solstice meant that soon farms and orchards would be green and fruitful. To mark the occasion, they decorated their homes and temples with evergreen boughs. In Northern Europe the mysterious Druids, the priests of the ancient Celts, also decorated their temples with evergreen boughs as a symbol of everlasting life. The fierce Vikings in Scandinavia thought that evergreens were the special plant of the sun god, Balder. (History here).

And as for those equally cliched Xmas stockings, the pond must perforce do a Greg Hunt ...

A tradition that began in a European country originally, children simply used one of their everyday socks, but eventually special Christmas stockings were created for this purpose. The Christmas stocking custom is derived from the Germanic/Scandinavian figure Odin. According to Phyllis Siefker, children would place their boots, filled with carrots, straw, or sugar, near the chimney for Odin's flying horse, Sleipnir, to eat. Odin would reward those children for their kindness by replacing Sleipnir's food with gifts or candy. This practice, she claims, survived in Germany, Belgium and the Netherlands after the adoption of Christianity and became associated with Saint Nicholas as a result of the process of Christianization. Today, stores carry a large variety of styles and sizes of Christmas stockings, and Christmas stockings are also a popular homemade craft. This claim is disputed though as there is no records of stocking filling practices related to Odin until there is a merging of St. Nicholas with Odin. St. Nicholas had an earlier merging with the Grandmother cult in Bari, Italy where the grandmother would put gifts in stockings. This merged St. Nicholas would later travel north and merge with the Odin cults. (here)


Odin Smodin, jolly old Nick and coke, who cares, so many pagans out to score, so little time ...

The point about petulant Peta's piece is if she'd been across the bloody details, she wouldn't have let that illustration anywhere near her celebration of Xmas.

She would have also remembered that the entire plot point of a long forgotten Australian film, Bushfire Moon, is to mock the way a pompous fool wants to bung on a traditional yule log in the summer Australian heat ...but there she is blathering away, right next to Akker Dakker blathering on about upholding Australian values.

Well the pond knows one certain Australian value. You don't light a fucking yule log fire on Xmas day in century heat in bloody Tamworth ...

Whenever the pond reads petulant Peta, it routinely occurs to the pond that she's as thick as a brick, chanting the conservative mantra, but without much of a clue or an understanding of it, and she manages the feat yet again ...


That effort drew an admiring comment ...


Indeed, indeed, Adam, talented journalism at its finest, here, have a pagan Xmas card celebrating getting on the piss ...


And how about this Peta witticism Adam?


Oh indeed, indeed, a crumby joke ...


Perhaps, it still being July, just, the pond should be celebrating the culture of commerce ...




Yes, it's toys, toys, toys in July ...


Oh the jolly toys and a jumbuck in every industrialist bag ...

But no, it's back to petulant Peta, blathering on ...


Dear sweet long absent lord, is there anything more tedious than American exceptionalism ... than Australian exceptionalism, mixed with generous hearty doses of Terrorist bigotry and ignorance?

Still the Peta rant did produce another excellent comment ...




Oh indeed, indeed ...




Oh will he no come back again, that strong Xian leader?


Same as it ever was ...




5 comments:

  1. "Whenever the pond reads petulant Peta, it routinely occurs to the pond that she's as thick as a brick, chanting the conservative mantra, but without much of a clue or an understanding of it"

    So very, very true, DP. And not only the pet Pet, either.

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  2. Such breathtaking gormlessness and irrelevance in one tiresome screed - has a Kenny Award ever been locked up on a Sunday morning? This will have the statisticians checking the record books one suspects. Bravo Pet!

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  3. Yes,it's madness....the Pet did get that diagnosis right.
    The bitterness just screams for attention, for someone to relieve her fragile mind from the grip of that perpetual feedback loop.
    Maybe she just misses the security of the seething Onion Muncher's reassurances, a return to the days of mutual seething, perpetual returning to the scene of the crime.
    I'd hate to be some poor hipster waiter getting her order wrong!

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eD-58aVlPYk

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    1. Yes, the right wing media is always a feedback loop, a sort of echo chamber for ideology that doesn't fit well with the observable facts. The military call it incestuous amplification & use it to explain most of the more bone-headed military decisions, but you can just as easily apply it to economics or politics https://krugman.blogs.nytimes.com/2013/01/29/incestuous-amplification-economics-edition/

      Incidentally, is Bill leak becoming the Horst Wessel of Australian Conservatism? (a bit unkind - I think Bill really did have a TBI)

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    2. "a bit unkind? Probably more no than yes, particularly when considering the martyrdom aspect......and anyone who works for Murdoch is technically a pimp from where I sit. A bit unkind? :)

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