Whatever it takes … onions or sandpaper and mockers included ...

The pond has only taken an interest in The Mocker since it realised that it's probably the dog botherer in disguise … and this day provided all the evidence that the pond needs … though it involved the tedious business of the cheats on parade at a time when the pond is long over it ...

It just feels so dog botherer … the furtive love of cheating. 

Well that's what it sounds like. Anyone who parades talk of ethics - usually grist to the conservative mill is up for a good hammering - though only if they're defined as luvvies ...

Here's the dog botherer himself in tweeting action …

Look at that, a clown carrying on about toxic cultures and the trashing of ethics, and with him playing such a glorious part in the glorious way in Iraw …

Says it all, really, with the parrot and the arm-breaker all wittering away, and here's The Mocker doing his own epic witter …

The dog botherer was himself quick to howl at the moon and bay at the passing crowd …

Oh Milly, Milly …he was just adding hyperbole to high dudgeon ...

What's curious is the strange selectivity of the dog botherer, née Mocker …it seems only Fairfaxians, the ABC and the usual suspects outrage him …

This is rich, given that the dog botherer himself is a daily crass sledged extraordinaire, glass houses and all that, wot wot, and what's Colebatch's pile of drivel, selected by the Polonial mob, got to do with cricket.

Nothing much, but it's all the more surprising that the Mocker née dog botherer can't seem to spot the stench of sanctimony closer to home …

But that's the trouble when you try to have it both ways, and to use a reaction to a scandal as a way of smiting and smoting enemies, while simultaneously trying to have it both ways with liars and cheats...with the result sounding like you mightn't actually mind a bit of cheating yourself …if it's done by the right people for the right reasons ...

Yep, why start dragging in all sorts of pay-backs and pay-offs, while screeching from behind a mask that puts you in the gutter class of a low-rent blogger of the pond kind?

Is it truly pathetic, or extraordinarily pathetic?

Even Dame Slap was moved to tears at the situation and the reptile scribblings ...

What's the Mocker got to offer?

Not a realist's perspective so much as the perspective of a cynic. They all do it, and anyone who bungs on a do is just a noisy wailer and a holy roller… until it comes time to write the next screed about the tragic fate awaiting the ethically high minded white Xian protectors of western civilisation … done down by the fiendish South Africans ...

Yep if mud is being flung about, make sure you fling the mud back, and do it with interest.

Then you can compete for the title of the most admired Australian mud slinger …

The end result? Well the pond still has no interest in the cricket saga, but reckons it's a dead cert that the Mocker is a gutless dog botherer in disguise …

At least the pond has the excuse of job anxieties … what's the excuse for the Mocker supplying this weirdly conflicted pile of poo advice on life training?

Never mind, there's more life training from Wilcox in the much improved Fairfax galleries here.