Wednesday, April 28, 2021

In which the pond spends quality time with the Evil Ones ...

 


 

The pond thought it should vary its routine, and begin this day with a vital message from the infallible Pope.

Unfortunately the vital links above can't be be made to work in a cartoon screen cap, but rest assured, careful googling will lead stray, and straying, or strayed readers to the truth ...

And so to the reptiles this day, and first up the pond was confronted by a Holy Trinity of crusader stories ...

 


 

Sadly the pond had room for only one. Of course the pond would have loved to have run with simpleton Simon, and that story about publishing staff did trigger the pond ... what with all that talk of four pounds of meat a year led by Faux News lies ...



 

... but enough of grievance babies, when we have grievance adults in the room, and so the pond had to go with nattering "Ned" the father, exuding loyalty and love for SloMo ...


 

Hmm, an unfortunate shot, suggesting that the disciple was listening unto the master talk of the cheesemakers, when in reptile reality, the opposite was the case ...


 
 
 
Of course there is serious reason to believe that the reptiles and SloMo, lover of coal and gas, are playing a double game with the world ... and their readership, well trained in reptile views on climate science, know it ...
 
 


Indeed, indeed, what are the reptile's scared of? Why at least not debate it's use? Where is the talk of our bountiful, Coal,Gas and Uranium?

But now back to "Ned" ...



 

Actually the reptiles are the denialists in chief. They've sent endless amounts of digital ooze into the intertubes selling the SloMo message - pretend to do something, then do sweet bugger all - aware that the readership will detect any signs of heresy ...



How well trained the lizard Oz readership is ... and all "Ned" the nattering father has to do is position the tiller, and sail with the breeze ... and how better to do it than start with a naked lie about comparative emissions, emanating from a remarkable emitter of bullshit ...


 

Indeed, indeed, fuck the planet, let's focus on the important things ...



 

What else? Well those who surveyed the top of the digital page would have noticed that the country is on a war footing ...



 

Naturally the bromancer was top of the page to cheer on the war games before we head off to the big one, the top gun crusade, the big Palooka ...


 
 
Yet for all the talk of grave messages, the position paper offered by the bromancer was remarkably short, as if he didn't have much to offer or much to say, in a grave or light way ...
 
Instead the reptiles flung in a reassuring graphic ...
 
 


That's what's going to take down the invading horde from the north? Shouldn't we be thinking of abandoning the north for a moment, say construct a Brisbane line, let the desert, the terrain and the supply lines do their work?

Just thinking ... it's true that generals tend to fight the last war, and the notion that a few training fields are anything but huff and puff crusader talk as idle as pissing in the wind did occur to the pond ...

Let's face it, it's easier for the bully boy mutton Dutton to take out legal actions against some minor tweeter than devise anything meaningful, at least if it means going beyond bully boy posturing ...



That's it? Four soldiers in a pose, and a smirking bromancer on the front lines? We're doomed ... and it's no wonder the bromancer kept it short. Even he must have been chortling as he pounded out words such as sober and sensible and hard reality, amidst the Pezzullo tub thumping, only to acknowledge that talk is just talk ...

But a short bromancer left room for a bonus, and so the pond surveyed the scene ...

 


 

So many temptations this day, not least Killer Creighton, he who fears masks also fearing fatties, while the bromancer was at it again, this time on India and endorsing SloMo in shutting down the borders, even as elsewhere, the reptiles were traumatised by closed borders ...

In the end, the traditional conservative values rampant at the pond demanded that Dame Slap be the chosen one ... if only because the IPA chairman has made something of a fetish slagging off SloMo ...


Strange to have such a serious and sombre shot of SloMo ...when there are so many images of his beatific vision to hand ...



 

But do go on, and make it a proper Dame Slap rage ...


 

Indeed,  Killer - bring no masks unto him for fear he will faint - and Dame Slap are as one in thinking it's time to let 'er rip ... in a measured, sensible way ...


 

Oh that's a bit mean, dragging the family into it. SloMo would never use his family for political purposes, I mean everyone bought a whole bunch of jigsaw puzzles just to get through the day ...

Perhaps the UN might offer a remedy? But then the pond remembered that the UN was a fiendish body that had used climate science to introduce a world government by Xmas 2010, or so Dame Slap had assured us was the agenda at the time ...



Ah yes, Gladys, the subject of much Mariology by the reptiles ... only for the pond to have its veneration of the visionary shattered by news from the reptiles themselves ...


 

Tasmania doing better than Gladys? Yet most days the pond walks down Parramatta Road and marvels at its transformation into a heavenly vision, thanks to all the motorways that have torn out the guts of the inner west ... (but how to show irony and sarcasm in cold print?)

Never mind. The pond might have had to give up a few treasured treats this day, but at least has noted them for reptile devotees determined to look further ... and in the meantime, the war on China progresses and the war on climate science continues apace, and Dame Slap and Killer Creighton are doing their bit to give the virus a chance ...

After all that, the pond could relax with a relaxing Rowe, with more relaxation here, knowing this day it had supped with the Evil Ones and survived to enjoy a deeply spiritual meal...





13 comments:

  1. Hi Dorothy,

    Another good example of The Oz’s ageing readership that ‘Coal, Gas and Uranium’ Jeff can’t quite remember who the Prime Minister of Australia is (half marks).

    Now let’s try that again, “Person, Woman, Man, Camera, TV”.

    DiddyWrote

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    1. The Big K you reckon, DW ? Today's "Jeff" did make an appearance on the pond, but back a fair time ago IIRC.

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    2. Hi GB,

      If Jeff had his way the PM’s sobriquet would be Malmo. Which sounds kinda Swedish.

      DW

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  2. As Slappy says of SloMo: "What explains this empathy deficit ?" Easy-peasy; he's a Pentecostal who can only work by the laying on of hands.

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  3. Oz reader Betty:

    “Postmodern reality sucks. These targets mean nothing. The IPA told us the facts”.

    I have a suspicion that our Betty is really a comments bot. Something about the cadence, the overuse of keywords, and the headliney grammar tingles my antennae.

    But even if she is a human she certainly thinks like a bot. I especially like “The IPA told us the facts”. Only an IPA hubot could write such a servile statement.

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  4. The Bromancer is always a joyful centre of intelligent government policy, isn't he. So today we have: "The purpose of all this [ie Bromancer rantings] is to alert the Australian nation to the need to take actions that make military conflict less likely by making the cost of such conflict too great."

    Well some think that the "cost of such conflict" is already too great. But I suppose that the Bromancer means that maybe we'll have to double our orders for French submarines and American high-speed jet so-called fighters. And that would certainly make the cost too high, even if it only falls due decades from now.

    I would still like to know just what the Bro, and Pezzullo et al, actually have in mind as theatres for what kind of "military conflict". Just what land areas will conventional military action be fought on ? And will that be before or after modern 'hypersonic' rockets and intelligent drones (not to forget Russian torpedos) have sunk all the world's navies in just a week or two, leaving only a few nuclear subs as remainders.

    And anyway, who cares about jet fighters in this day and age ? They, like conventional battle sea-craft are only of any use against very inferior enemies - just like Australia is vastly inferior in equipment and manpower to the Chinese. So who exactly does Pezzullo think we'll "beat the drums of war" at, and precisely where, and against who, should we "get ready to fight for our liberty" ?

    Does Pezzullo perhaps foresee a Chinese invasion of Australia ? Before, during or after China's invasion of Taiwan ? Where will the USA come into this ? Will Japan also be sounding the drums of war and resisting a Chinese invasion - and how will any such invasion take place once the battle fleets on both sides have been sunk ?

    Oh, such exciting revelations to look forward to.

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    1. The purpose of all such talk is to distract the plebs from the real problems at hand. Thumping the tub works a treat with the common mob who are unlikely to think 'how did this work out last time?'.

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    2. I don't doubt that's a sought result, Bef, but it always seems to me that the reptiles (et al) also take themselves very seriously. It's like that thing about salesmen: they believe every single word they say for just however long it takes them to say it.

      So, did Pezzullo believe his own bullshit two seconds after he'd finished "saying" it ?

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  5. I should really wait until one of the reptiles starts on 'cancel culture' again but it's too good just to leave on the shelf:

    https://www.ntnews.com.au/business/energy-chief-richard-van-breda-quits-in-coal-row/news-story/fabfcc71cc33ab245cbdf2eef52987ba?btr=2f53159fee98914b4237461b0ef1d9f1

    Now, just how piss-poor are the lefties at this cancelling game? A couple of indiscreet and you are gone!

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  6. Dorothy, I see you have overlooked ‘Killer’s’ observations this day on links between obesity and poor outcomes from Covid-19. My Source alerted me to his discussion through the day, because it contained this piece of heresy -

    ‘Alongside using COVID-19 as an incentive to lose weight, governments could have used a tax on sugar to fund income tax cuts for lower-income workers. Give me a sin tax over an income tax any day.’

    We were both shocked - shocked, I tell ya. Surely ‘Killer’ is familiar with the libertarian arm of the IPA, and its constant refrain that the price of liberty is eternal vigilance. And the minions of the IPA maintain vigilance over insidious nanny states interfering with citizen’s inalienable rights, from the very dawn of time, to smoke tobacco wherever and whenever, and the same nanny states interfering in the sacred provider of all good things - the MARKET - which puts sugar into every conceivable food now - all in the public interest.

    And yet, there is ‘Killer’s’ contribution - appearing to find virtue in a sugar tax. I’m sure you had his own welfare in mind when you did not draw attention to it. No doubt he will receive counselling from Gideon, or perhaps even from Dame Chairman itself. It might not be pretty.

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    1. It does seem, Chad, that indeed Killer C was not put through the requisite internship and apprenticeship before being let loose in the Land of Murdochia.

      We don't even hear any more how glorious it is to be Swedish and to have acquired herd immunity. Oh no, sorry, that's one he did get right under the rubric of "if I never mention it again, then it never really happened" - the Dame Chairman herself is particularly good at that one.

      Indeed Dame Chairman may have to institute some serious remediation with that one.

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    2. No Chadders, the pond didn't overlook, so much as ignore the Killer's cry for attention by attacking fatties, but at the same time the pond must agree it was a woeful and wilful overlooking, and in a chastened way, hastens to celebrate the Killer's socialist tendency to tax naughty substances. What next on the Killer's agenda? High fructose corn syrup? Where will it end? Will there be anything left for the Donald to eat?

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