In which the pond finds Jesus in a slice of toast rather than a Queensland school yard, and trots over hill and Dale to help save the Canavan caravan...

(and more Rowe here).

With the savvy Savva gone the pond knows not where, emergency measures had to be deployed at the pond this day ...

At first the pond thought it should follow up on that story of Jesus being banned from Queensland school yards. 

Surely even in these post-ironic days, the news of the second coming would be a minor sensation on the full to overflowing intertubes, even if pigeon post might deliver the story more quickly than Malware's copper network ...

Jesus turned away at the Queensland school gate? What a shock, what a sensation.

Sorry, what a disappointment. The pond will have to keep checking its toast for Jesus sightings ...

The urbane Urban did her best to lather up a frothing and an indignant foaming ...

Now if the pond was suddenly transported back in time to become a school student again, and a student kept blathering on about Jesus to the pond, would the pond be punished for giving the god botherer a swift kick to the crutch?

If the pond were to be sent home with a gold star in theological discourse, why then all would be well, and evangelical students should feel free to keep evangelising ...

Hand the pond an Xmas card? Feel free... provided the pond can shove it down your irritating throat. Want to hand the pond a beaded bracelet, knowing the pond has a particular thing about beaded hippie bracelets at the best of times? (Now if we were talking a solid gold bracelet).

Feel free, if you don't mind a beaded bracelet shoved where the sun doesn't shine.

What's that you say. The pond's being expelled, while the god botherer sails on, tediously righteous and saving souls?

So it goes, as Kurt and the Ellis were wont to say, but this pleasant fantasy wasn't enough for the pond this day, and so reluctantly, the pond turned to the Terror, knowing that this was Bolter day ...

Even with the prospect of a Kenny award, the pond refuses to do the Bolter dance ... especially when it's the Bolter being more bleeding obvious than usual ...

Hang on a mo.

Now there's a lucky break. No, not the usual blather about gender and the Bolter, but the return of Helen Dale ...

Earlier this day the pond celebrated the way rigorous certainty on the part of Polonius and the Bolter and other reptiles...

... had given way to saucy doubts and fears ... and revisions of decisions ...

The Terror's contribution to the revisions and indecisions was to exhume Helen Dale from the land of nom de plumes and get her to tackle the task ...

Hang on, hang on, she's already written off the passing caravan of Canavan?

Um, a moral mission means that the law doesn't apply to them? A politician might safely ignore the constitution? And a nom de plume is a surefire way for a novelist to proceed?

And it's all incredibly subtle, tricky and nuanced, and the dog really did eat Canavan's mother's homework?

The pond is likely to sound like a spoil sport if it notes that section 44 isn't going to change any time soon.

The chance of politicians pushing an amendment to the constitution in this matter is remote, and likely not to succeed, given the way that the right and the Liberal party have spent considerable time and energy this past decade demonising pesky furriners landing in the country and ruining it ...

Rather than listen to this blather, it might pay for people planning on a political career to tend to the matter of citizenship status. It isn't hard, it isn't tricky, it isn't difficult, at least compared to a trip to the High Court with Canavan ...

But it is interesting to note the way that everything that seemed so clear cut with the foolish greenies, now is full of deep uncertainty, with no one knowing where they stand, and no one knowing where those who don't know where they stand are standing ...

It's particularly cunning of Dale to introduce pesky, difficult Jews into the discussion ...why next thing, those damned Islamics and their desire to belong to the reborn Caliphate will bring down the whole house of cards ...

So that's the best the reptiles can come up with to help Canavan in his plight?

It's all about persecuting One Nation and minor parties? As opposed to noting the law of the land and conforming to it?

If this is the best the reptiles can come up with, Canavan might be doomed after all ...

Meanwhile, the pond can foresee another content crisis. 

With Triggs gone, what on earth will the reptiles do?

The lizards of Oz killed entire forests in their war with Triggs. They built a death star to take out not just her but the HRC.

And now she's gone.

Will they keep fighting her, as the Donald keeps re-fighting his election win, painting the map red for Scouts and demonising Clinton?

Here's hoping that Triggs has a secret plan to keep the feuding and the fighting going, as hinted at by Pope, with more papal pleasures to be found here ...