In which the pond bungs on a do between petulant Peta and nattering "Ned", and also takes in Cory and another member of the Kelly gang ...

Continuing on with the benefits of reptile watching, it's important not to focus on the high flyers all the time ...

Look, there, just below soaring Dame Slap is honest journeyman Joe "of the Ned gang" Kelly, given the important duty of channelling the hard right's discontent ...

Well someone's got to do it, and as part of the ritual we can expect a glum picture of a stern onion muncher looking terribly disappointed about life, and the chance that others might pass on his deeply felt homophobia and Catholic fundamentalist bigotry ...

Not content with this, the reptiles later followed it up with a dash of Cory doing his bestial best ...

Naturally there was a link back to the backlash gang, but it turned out that Joe only managed a mild frisson, a shortish entree to fundamentalist bigots moaning and whining and covering themselves with sackcloth and ashes, but not daring to go the full fundie Flinty ...

Now certain devoted reptile lovers won't be happy with this small serve of bitterness, fear and loathing.

The pond's advice is, as always, to go ahead and gorge, make a feast of it, what have you got to lose?

And in that spirit, the pond offers petulant Peta v nattering Ned in a grudge match that makes the PPV UFC seem like a money-losing enterprise ...

Ned was at the top of the opinion page, but the Oz editorialist was already hinting at the way the reptile wind was blowing ...

And sure enough petulant Peta demanded more than clarity ...

Fatal lack of nous. Unlike the famously grouse onion lover's capacity for nous ...

This bout is guaranteed fun for any genuine reptile lover. There's nothing like seeing a person at the heart of one of Australia's worst prime ministerships mocking the man at the heart of one of Australia's worst prime ministerships ...

Surely there's rich pleasure to be found reading "it's far better to be in charge of events than hostage to them" from the administration that gave the country the knighting of a Duke ...or who set in course the postal survey and the totally fucked up fucking over of the NBN or was home to delusional climate denialism, such that a warming planet is going to be good fun for all ...

But there are other rich pleasures. Look at that illustration at the top for starters. Perhaps the pond is over-sensitive, and spent too much time on the feminist study of semiotics, but isn't that image of a crazed old witch pummelling Malware with a broom something of a metaphor? Could the reptile cartoonist be mocking demonic petulant Peta?

Well it leaves nattering "Ned" with an extraordinarily difficult task to fight back against the wicked witch, but the pond feels confident that he can bore everyone to death ...

Indeed, indeed ... and there's more Moir here ...

The pond makes no excuse for interrupting the fight with a cartoon. Isn't that what's done at the UFC, with a scantily clad woman holding up the round number? Or is that boxing? Never mind, it's on with Peta for round two ...

Many would think that Peta has done Malware down, and nattering "Ned" has been left with nowhere to go, but that would mean underestimating the infinite capacity of 'rope-a-dope' "Ned's blather ...

The trouble of course is that Peta has already left the ring and gone off to cash her cheque, while "Ned" is still counting down the list - you can always tell you're in the company of an infinite bore when he tells you he's got six points to make and by golly, if you don't listen to everyone, he might make it ten points ...

At this point, you can call a friend to a handy tip, or turn to your studio buddy, and with a bit of luck, as we've been speaking of Cory, they'll send you a Cory tweet or two ...

Who knows what that talk of "my father sole Aust citizen before I was born" was meant to mean, but it's clear when it comes to communicating via Twitter, Cory is more twit than tweet ...

But keep an eye on his wittering here, because he's never got over being dropped from the pond's banner for the onion muncher, and is determined to win his position back ...

Just look at his dog whistling with 88 ...

The 88th Senator for South Australia?

Now as everyone knows ...

Neo-Nazis use the number 88 as an abbreviation for the Nazi salute Heil Hitler. The letter H is eighth in the alphabet, whereby 88 becomes HH... 

That'd be Cory the HH Senator for South Australia ...

Often, this number is associated with the number 14, e.g. 14/88, 14-88, or 1488; this number symbolizes the Fourteen Words coined by David Lane, a prominent white nationalist. Example uses of 88 include the song "88 Rock 'n' Roll Band" by Landser, and the organizations Column 88 and Unit 88. Currently, the Michigan-based American Nazi Party uses 14 in its domain name and 88 as part of a radio sign-off. (Greg Hunt it here).

Oh and Cory is very proud of being an 88 too ...

And so to the last gobbet of "Ned" still flailing away in the empty ring ... accusing the departing embittered demonic witch-like petulant Peta of poor thinking and intense hatred ...

And there you go, it was a long and painful journey, but right at the end, nattering "Ned" delivers the sort of moment that reptile lovers yearn for and seek out every day ...

It is entirely possible the citizenship crisis will actually consolidate Turnbull's position internally and make a leadership issue less likely ...

Reptile lovers around the land lift heads high as one after reading that beauty, thinking ...

...it is entirely possible that today I will buy the lottery ticket that will lift me out of a life of penury and working for some soulless organisation like Centrelink, and make my addiction to opiods less likely ...

And now to the papal benediction of the day, with more papal blessings here ...