In which the uproar in the lizard herpetarium continues ...

  

  

The frenzy continues in the herpetarium, and the lizards of Oz even put a butcher up at the top of their digital splash, along with the many reptiles who have ably assisted in reducing this government to the level promised by Malware's skill set …

 

What a rogue's gallery, and the pond doesn't have the time to take note of the latest Donald news, or Lloydie doing climate denialism …

… and yet not one of them makes a big splash about the way that the first policy promoted by the mutton Dutton (some like potatoes, the pond likes mutton) was singularly absurd. 

Take the GST off electricity bills at vast expense, and with a substantial disruption to the way the funding mechanism works? Why, you might as well pretend that the mutton Dutton has a personality, and can smile, and will be kind to children and minorities …good luck with that.

And good luck with GST tinkering. It be socialistic pandering of the worst kind, and worse, it wouldn't actually fix any of the structural or investment issues, and it would do nothing to prevent an increase in costs or pricing.

Sometimes the pond wonders if all this is a cunning scheme by the reptiles to turn the pond into a deeply conservative laissez faire free market economist …

Never mind, the mutton Dutton immediately dragged out another ploy in his limited repertoire of tricks, which was to do some race-baiting, but no matter the provocation, the pond absolutely refuses to do potato memes, whatever the lure of #PutOutYourPotatoes …

Instead the pond is going to carry on as if it was a perfectly normal Thursday, which means it will settle back for a read of the savvy Savva, with news direct from the Malware bunker …

It will be recalled that last week the savvy Savva was incredibly gloomy, and something in her solemn stance made the pond aware that things had turned nasty and Malware might be in a spot of bother.

This week the savvy Savva is even gloomier, if that's possible …

Oh dear, but he'll always have the glorious NBN and the republic and his contributions to climate science to stand testament to his heroism and his valiant deeds up against the onslaught of his luddite onion muncher-led foes … (so that's what leaden sarcasm is called).

Uh huh … meanwhile, is there anything on this planet that might unite ScoMo, the pond, terminator Cormann, Malware and Greg Jericho?

Did someone mention the potato head in the house?

There's more here, but what's remarkable is the way that the pond thought it would be voting against the mutton Dutton as a racist twit, when really he's just as much a economic half-wit …

Of course Malware's gone, the savvy Savva says so herself, but even she has to note the mutton Dutton's mis-step, which makes his rorting of the Commonwealth while a minister seem like a minor indiscretion ...

While the pond could feel the savvy Savva's pain, it might be best to bring it on … just because …

...as the mighty Pope put it this day, with more papery here …

And now it's time to put the Savva out of her misery too, with a couple of final thoughts … because there's a Rowe waiting ...

Now all it will take to make the day complete is for the mutton Dutton to bring the onion-muncher back into cabinet as a reward for his malevolence, his sniping, his wrecking, his undermining …

At that point the whole rotting edifice will show off the effects of the endless white-anting, aided and abetted by relentless reptile sniping and wrecking …

Look there, as the wild dogs feast and the carrion-eater soars down from the sky for a taste of the spineless meat, while more sensible folk will rush off for more Rowe here ...