In which the pond swallows petulant Peta whole, before heading off to help good old Henry with his bucket ...

There's a singular pleasure to be found in reading the thoughts of an incompetent who helped rush a government to oblivion, especially when the incompetent routinely embarks on a 'don't do as I did, do as I scribble' routine for the Terrorists on a Sunday ... but given the repetitious nature of the routine, the pond thinks it's best swallowed in a couple of small print gulps of petulant Peta ...

You see, it's the same old thing about Malware folding like a pack of cards to the mutton Dutton, and the right getting agitated about him being a better Snap player ...

Now the pond has previously noted that the onion muncher has swayed in the breeze, swinging whichever way it suits the moment, because he's a professional liar, but perhaps it's worth recalling what he said not so long ago, written up in various places ... including the reptiles themselves before they sent it off to google cache ...

It was over at Sky too, here, and it's a handy thing to read before heading back into the dissembling mosh pit with petulant Peta ...

Heaven forfend that the pond should suggest that anyone would deliberately play politics with national security ...

... but it is a reminder of why petulant Peta is good for a laugh ...

Is that how an underwhelming Liberal was put in charge of such a large and all-encompassing portfolio? Like the country?

And so to a catch-up for the die-hards ...

Of late the reptiles of Oz have taken to agonising over what it means to be liberal, as opposed to Liberal, as opposed to silly, and it led to one of the few zingers from Comrade Bill that the pond has enjoyed when he joked that the Coalition is more interested in arguing over "what Robert Menzies meant in a speech he gave 75 years ago" than attending to the world around them ...

Cue that old pond favourite, Henry "there's a hole in the dry bucket" Ergas scribbling in the weekend Oz ...

Henry doesn't just head back to Ming the Merciless, Henry goes the full hog and heads back to Disraeli ... because what better example, given that Disraeli spent three quarters of his time in parlimanet in opposition (Greg Hunt it here)...

Good old Diz ... the pond could almost forgive him except for having to waste all that time on the bloody Corn Laws ...

And so to the sublime instincts of an ancient people ... with a whiff of Camus to bring it up to date, or at least into the twentieth century ...

For no reason at all, the pond suddenly had the notion that this was the time and the place to burst into song. The pond had no idea why this was necessarily a matter of time and place ... 

There's a hole in the onion-munching bucket, 
Dear Liza, dear Liza, 
Then mend it, dear Henry, 
Dear Henry, mend it. 
With what shall I mend it, 
Dear Liza, dear Liza? 
With a straw, then, dear Henry, 
Dear Henry, with a liberal straw. 
If the liberal straw is too long, 
Then, dear Liza, dear Liza? 
Then cut it, dear Henry, 
Dear Henry, cut it. 
With what shall I cut it, 
Dear Liza, dear Liza? 
With a liberal knife, then, dear Henry, 
Dear Henry, with a liberal knife.
If the liberal knife is too dull, then, 
Dear Liza, dear Liza? 
Then sharpen it, dear Henry, 
Dear Henry, sharpen it. 
With what shall I sharpen it, 
Dear Liza, dear Liza? 
With a liberal whetstone, dear Henry, 
Dear Henry, with a liberal stone. 
If the liberal stone be too dry, then, 
Dear Liza, dear Liza? Then wet it in a liberal way, dear Henry, 
Dear Henry, wet it.

It seemed as useful as thinking about Camus in the current circumstances, but Henry wasn't interested in any of that wetness spreading about ...heading on back to the future, to work out what Ming the Merciless really meant ...

The pond could feel the end of the song coming on:

If the liberal stone be too dry, then, 
Dear Liza, dear Liza? Then wet it in a liberal way, dear Henry, 
Dear Henry, wet it.
With liberal water, dear Henry, 
Dear Henry, with liberal water. 
How shall I fetch it, 
Dear Liza, dear Liza? 
In a liberal bucket, dear Henry, 
Dear Henry, in a liberal bucket. 
There's a hole in the onion-munching bucket, 
Dear Liza, dear Liza, 
Then mend it, dear Henry, 
Dear Henry, mend it.

And after all that there's just time for a Wilcox, with more Wilcox here ...

And what about that Rowe cartoon which scored a mention on The Insiders this morning ... and surely deserves another mention on the pond, with more Rowe here ...