In which the pond endures the Caterists and wonders if it will ever score some Xmas cash in the paw ...

The pond had to summon up the last of its seasonal strength to deal with the Caterists this day ...

Is there any more offensive sight than a Caterist, sucking on the taxpayer teat and in full gloat mode ... and blessed with the most dire attempt at humour, with that joke about selling short at the top of the piece ...

Is there anything more problematic than the notion that the reptiles, or more specifically the Caterists, have a sensa huma?

Of course if the pond had wanted to puncture the Caterist hubris, all it had to do was holler for a Bolter ... scribbling furiously a few days ago, and still saturated with a rich, ripe, deep fear and loathing of Malware ...

Before the Bolter got into all that doom and gloom, he did do the obligatory swipes at Comrade Bill, but he ended with that talk of Malware's government being on the wrong end of a swing that threatens to destroy it.

At such moments, Malware has need of a fawning lickspittle sucking on the taxpayer teat while never wondering at the hypocrisy involved in such a feat.

Come on down Caterists ...

Now anybody who has seen the dullard Caterist on television ruining The Drum will appreciate to the full his joke about robotic presentations ....only a drone of the first water could be so unaware of his capacity to produce a hypnotic state within moments of opening his mouth and flapping it like a bottom-feeding catfish scouring the Peel river mud.

And it takes a peculiarly rich imagination to crow about the way that millennials have an attitude problem with the government.

What on earth are the millennials going to do, except inherit the earth and the government, as the angry old demographic in the lizard Oz fade off into the clouds they shouted at for so long?

But sill the Caterists clutch at the over 55s, while blathering about the national interest ... when we all know what he really means by that ... the Caterist interest in cash in the paw ...

What's even more bizarre is that the Caterist, always with a wonky sense of Australian history - of the kind displayed by those not on hand to observe events as they unfold - suddenly desires to seize on Arthur Calwell ...

It should go without saying that Calwell was a racist ...even the Chairman's old rag way back when took a view ...

This isn't surprising. A complacent sense of British superiority ran through Australia, with the only perturbation arising whenever the Poms mocked the colonials ...

This wasn't a party thing, it was just a natural Kipling sense of the way things were ...

Naturally the immortal hang man Henry Bolte took up the Calwell chant, as noted here at Trove (why has Malware ruined Trove's funding?):

He (Bolte) had, however, absolute and Neanderthal views on other subjects. On racism he had this to say: "How about America? The Americans were within an ace of having a black as a President. It was bloody close, a lot closer than the general public know, I can tell you. There were top men making deals all over the place for the black vote. Arthur Calwell put it best when he said: 'Two Wongs don't make a white.' The same goes for two Watusis or two West Indians."

Well yes, but Henry Bolte isn't much mentioned in polite Menzies Research Centre circles these days ... though one can only admire the Caterist capacity of studying things through the wrong end of the telescope ...

Such a stupid man ...

Uh huh ... would they have any connection with a muddle-minded, middle class, petit-bourgeois, status- and grant-seeking Menzies Research Centre?

Clearly, as the Caterists demonstrate so ably, there's nothing wrong with being aspirational middle class and holding out the paws for a little cash ...

When the pond last checked, if the alternative is filling the paws with pick and shovel and doing some hard yakka in the noon-day sun, who wouldn't want to abandon common sense and score a little of the readies by making proper application to the Department of Finance, as a way of clearing the decks and scribbling about 18C, while apparently overlooking the way that the current government has had a chance to do something about it - if it's so offensive - ever since the onion muncher came to power back in September 2013 ...

Over four years, and for all the rabid talk of pernicious legislation, the onion muncher ducked it, and so has Malware's mob ...

And why? Perhaps because no one except the Caterists and the lizards of Oz give a flying fuck up against the need to make a living ... as not so many others can trot off to the government, hold out the paw for a grant, and score ...

And yet that most bourgeois of boring minds, the Caterist in all flight, somehow imagines it shares an affinity with the workers ...

Speaking of tight arsed government behaviour with all but their mates and their Menzies Resource Centre buddies, that brings the pond to another matter, ably illustrated by the Pope of the day ...

For those not up to speed, it might help to read this ABC story about university funding frozen before relishing the full richness of the Pope's jolly jape (and naturally there's more papery here):