In which the pond is thoughtfully corrected by the savvy Savva ...

The pond is always in need of correction, and thankfully the reptiles are on hand on a daily basis to provide it.

The pond unwisely thought that Newspoll was all about counting the number of straight losses that Malware achieved … after he'd kindly explained how it was because the onion muncher was such a dropkick loser thirty times in a row that he needed to be dropped …

Foolish pond. Of late the reptiles have, in a seemly and diligent way, explained how wrong the pond gets things, and how comrade Bill is on a hiding to nothing, and how thirty times, or forty, or whatever is a supreme never no mind in the scheme of things …

And so on and on, poll interpretation taken to the highest form of art, more subtle than a mathematical piece of Bach.

It's hard, grafting work, down in coal pit, body blackened and wracked with pain, but someone's got to do it, and frabjous joy, on a Thursday, the most expert of them all, the savvy Savva, gets stuck into the task …

The pond had foolishly thought that the antics of good old Barners, Tamworth refugee now resident in Armidale, was the event of the week, and would soon crank into overdrive on the weekend, though the pond is likely to have an out of hours appointment having root canal therapy rather than enjoy the televisual feast …

And the easily misled pond thought that was going to be the subject of the savvy Savva's piece, what with the header suggesting Barners was something of a joker, and the piece scoring the Lobbecke certified status of a cult hit with a stunning portrait of Barners clutching a rather plump woman, as if there was another pregnancy on the way … (will that be the weekend news?)

Foolish pond … of course it had to be about how comrade Bill was getting it wrong, and how the wretched unions were cashing in and mucking things up, and so on and on ...

The pond was almost as confused as the savvy Savva. What about the joker? Whither the misdirection of the Lobbecke? Would Barners score a place in the team? Or would that precious petal Wong step up to the plate instead?

Now this is some compensation for the failure of Barners to appear. Who wouldn't enjoy the notion of Craig "the lesser" Kelly being called a poodle tethered to the onion muncher?

But the pond fears that the savvy Savva might overlook an even sillier loon recently featured in the lizard Oz …

It's a little late for that isn't it?

More here, currently outside the paywall, and what a splendid pic to illustrate the piece … 

As for that hapless state treasurer clown, the pirouetting Perrottet, he does show why New South Wales is totally fucked, with a government incapable of building a tram line or looking at anything built in the last couple of decades without being consumed by a desire to knock it down, and give the job to a few mates, before getting some more mates to do a new erection …

Oh piketty fucketty fuck, the pond will bear all that in mind the next time it tries to catch a bus, train or tram in Sydney …

But back to the savvy Savva, who at last got around to dealing with the Joker ...

Say what?

The solution to Barners is to send him on his way, the very same way that the savvy Savva has urged the north shore Liberal 'leets to chose when it comes to the onion muncher standing again for his seat?

Never mind, at the end, it seems as if all the double dealing and the double crosses and the fickle loyalties might still get the Libs over the line, and Australia can continue on in a world where the noble party isn't beholden to dangerous rich folk or sinister 'leets …

Or some such thing.

The pond is always in need of correction, though perhaps instead of wading through all this verbiage, a good spanking on the bottom with a magazine might have to suffice …

Oh sheesh, does it have to be that edition? 

The pond has an intense dislike for contrast collars on shirts, and for those who wear them. Can't it be this one?

And now as the Donald somehow works his way into everything, here's a few cartoons celebrating the state of things in the alleged land of the allegedly free …