The story so far for those who came in late this weekend ...
Yesterday the infallible Pope put the pond on the road to hell with a riddle ... (get your knights and knaves fix here)
The pond mused on the art of being a liar, and thought it might take up the question again today, seeing as how the reptiles yesterday pretended to give a damn about climate science ...
Ah the modelling, the modelling ...
Now you might have thought that Lloydie of the Amazon might take up the story of the modelling, dropped late on a Friday in the hope that no-one would notice ...
But we're dealing with the art of artful omission, a kind way of saying deviant reptile untruths ...
In reptile circles, green is the word most abused while peddling duplicitous bullshit ... but let's move on from our award-winning performance ...
... because Lloydie of the Amazon has work to do ...
Yes, time to celebrate that Australia wasn't alone in its deep love of dinkum coal ...
As for that modelling?
There was a press release here ...
And the Graudian looked at it here ...
But Lloydie of the Amazon was busy deflecting, obfuscating, downplaying and avoiding, and what better way that with a dung video for a distraction?
The pond notes the defanged video for the record, muh lud, and moves on with Lloydie of the Amazon ...
Might Lloydie of the Amazon have dared to mention that Australia is the much-vaunted prize winner in the gap between what countries say they will do and what they will deliver? Might not Lloydie of the Amazon have mentioned the part that the Australian delegation played in doing their best to water down ambitions?
Of course not ... it's not Lloydie's business to say unkind words, not when there's technology bullshit to hand or to keyboard...
There you go, there's the reptile delusion at work, at one with the natural born liar ...
And that's how the pond ended up on the road to hell with the infallible Pope ...
And now, this being a meditative Sunday, the pond can waste its time with trivia, and there's none more trivial than the dog botherer, though the pond did enjoy this juxtaposition while it lasted ...
The dog botherer is in gung ho election mode, and naturally is keen to see the natural born liar take out the prize (winning that prize in Glasgow doesn't count) ...
It was a relief to the pond, because it could forget interruptions and just sit back and enjoy some good old-fashioned db one-eyed barracking...
For once the dog botherer is right. There's certainly no expensive climate policies on offer.
And so on and on ...
Sorry, sorry, the pond promised not to interrupt ... we need to blather about inner-city hipsters and 'leets, from a loon working out of Surry Hills, and otherwise dancing under the wisteria on the verandah in Adelaide ...
Say what? Even the dog botherer thinks that Scotty from marketing is shifty? Perhaps even a devious liar?
Climate laggards? Well it's a polite way of saying climate liars, pants routinely on fire, but the pond has long accepted that the planet is comprehensively fucked, so on we go, plotting and scheming to keep the planet fuckers in power ...
Indeed, indeed, we must maintain the war on China, and who knows, by 2050, we'll have enough toothpicks in the backpack to terrify them into submission ... though perhaps we might be better off doing a Lord Downer, ably assisted by the dog botherer, and pick an easier target ... you know, fuck over Iraq, or perhaps stage a utegate ...
Sorry, sorry, the pond really did mean not to interrupt, and here we are at the last gobbet ...
What a lickspittle bootlicker he is, and yet the dog botherer was strangely subdued when it came to the climate follies, and he such a stout-hearted denialist and reliable enthusiast for fucking the planet ...
Could he be prepared to deny his rampant denialism if that's what it takes to keep SloMo in power?
Of course he could ... you see, one guard only says whatever he needs to be true at the time, and that's the road to hell, and the dog botherer has long been on it ...
And now for a pure piece of pond indulgence. You see, the pond couldn't help but see that the Angelic one was out and about ...
At first the pond thought that headline was a typical reptile mistake.
The pond hadn't thought of gold standard Gladys in yonks. Sure there'd been a gold standard achievement in inner west light rail maintenance, but our Glad had disappeared from the headlines ... yet here was the Angelic one getting stuck in to Glad, doing a Jungian rift that suggested the gold standard might be transmuted into lead ...
Sheesh, the pond doesn't understand what set off the Angelic one, but she did go right off, and it was a relief to put an end to the heresy with one short final gobbet ...
Phew, but speaking of heretical reptiles, the pond has always run with our Gracie, even thought she seemed to have a sea change in opinions along with a change in her name ...
Still, it's a final pond indulgence, and where's the harm ...
You see? That shot of Cash looking like a penny short of a pound, braying, neighing or whinnying put the pond in a good mood from the get go ...
Indeed, indeed, it's a weird world when unions don the guise of freedumb loving US libertarians ...
Sorry, every so often the pond misses the madness of the United States ... but back to our Gracie ...
It's an even weirder feeling for the pond to be on the side of BHP, but then the pond has a partner with co-morbidities, and even though fully vaccinated, the thought of turning up to work alongside unvaccinated loons is a tad unnerving.
It's not just the employers that tremble at the notion of the duty of care and the liabilities that go along with it. In a just world, a loon who thinks their freedumb includes the right to infect others isn't much of a work companion ...
The federal government looked the other way?
Why isn't the pond surprised?
That's how they do business in just about everything ... dumping everything back on business, and hoping for magical solutions, and so it was inevitable that the pond would end back where it started,... with the pond and the planet on a road to hell paved by colossal fossils...
Had tried casting this fly o’er the pond yesterday, but failed. Did not intend to offer it today - Polonius warrants only so much attention - but saw Jersey Mike’s gem, and thought ‘why not?’
ReplyDeleteOur Polonius imagines himself as one of the original ‘sophists’ as he shreds the boundaries of truth and lies. He is of that calling in that he is paid to do it - by the shadowy sponsors of his Institute, and, we assume, the reptile paymaster.
But he is a sophist of the time before Plato showed distinctions between sophists and what became known as philosophers - and identifying ‘sophistry’ as largely pejorative.
Polonius feels he adds stature to his column by condemning the use of ‘liar’ as undiplomatic. If such discussion is to be about terms other than liar, there are a few in our language that might be worth recycling.
‘Prevarication’ is still used occasionally, because it carries an element of quibbling, or trying to confuse with extra words. For those who see their task as showing that, for example, the Scum King is always a paragon of virtue, we have words for such fraud, that include ‘ingennation - which has the advantage of sending the reader to a proper dictionary, or we can call the writer a ‘cozener’, or a ‘cogger’ - both worthy terms from the development of our language.
I am fairly sure I recall comments in the Pond that identified Polonius as ‘Jesuitic’. That is fine if typed, but does not flow easily when spoken. For that reason, my personal choice would be ‘meretricious’. My large, printed, Webster reminds me that it is for arguments that are ‘speciously attractive’ . This adds the sense of it being ‘specious’ - superficially plausible, but likely wrong - and the whole word is derived from Latin - ‘meretrix’ - a prostitute.
Sorry Chadders for the deeds of the googlebot, and if only it were in the pond's power to fix it ...
DeleteI'm glad you did eventually get your 'polonialisation' up, Chad. Some neat linguistic analysis there and although I don't personally recall Polonius being labelled 'Jesuitic', that label certainly fits him. Especially in terms of his pointless, and witless, defences of Archbishop Pell.
DeleteQuite a language, "English", though: so many words, so little sense. And so very many "synonyms" coming from so many origins for even the simplest things we might want to say. And here's one that applies to just about everything that reptiles are given to say: otiose.
Oh - and Diddy's classic 'pecksniffian'! Definitely a keeper, as we gather in alternatives for the 'l' word.
ReplyDeleteVia Oliver Milman: "The only good thing about Australia being at Cop is they have the best coffee at their pavilion." Yep, we will all drink together when we go ... I love my daily soy latte no sugar, who doesn't ?
ReplyDelete"In April this year, Australia’s prime minister, Scott Morrison, said that “we will not achieve net zero in the cafes, dinner parties and wine bars of our inner cities”. This explains why he turned to the salt-of-the-Earth hard-workin’ rural folk at McKinsey – one of the biggest billion-dollar multinational consulting agencies on the planet – to produce the Australian government’s long-awaited modelling explaining the pathway to “net zero by 2050”.
ReplyDeletehttps://www.theguardian.com/environment/2021/nov/13/scott-morrisons-net-zero-modelling-reveals-a-slow-lazy-and-shockingly-irresponsible-approach-to-climate-action?CMP=Share_iOSApp_Other
Oddly enough, even some of McKinsey's own felt a pang of guilt.
https://www.lapresse.us/world/2021/10/28/at-mckinsey-widespread-furor-over-work-with-planets-biggest-polluters/
Friends that are more intuitive than I am often point out that it's more informative to watch how people behave rather than pick through the details of the various published lies. The party of family values seems to have more than it's fair share of traditional adulterers. Fiscal responsibility? Good governance? etc etc etc.
Of course, the hard thing to understand is how the common battler is persuaded that the privileged elite or the guy with the gold toilet are the ones that are most likely to help them out.
One for JM
https://twitter.com/GeorgeBludger/status/1459420302497042432
Look familiar?
Befuddled wrote:
DeleteOf course, the hard thing to understand is how the common battler is persuaded that the privileged elite or the guy with the gold toilet are the ones that are most likely to help them out.
One for JM
https://twitter.com/GeorgeBludger/status/1459420302497042432
Look familiar?
Hi Befuddled, I tried this link but it presented me with dozens of choices,
I didn't know which to try. Probably something I did, I am the original Luddite King.
I was half right about Pecksniffian, it indeed was from Dicken's but after what
DP posted it's clearly from Martin Chuzzlewit, not Pickwick Papers.
Worked for me, JM. It's a twitter pointing to this guy: https://twitter.com/GeorgeBludger I went there, then tacked status/1459420302497042432 on at the URL end.
DeleteBut I wouldn't worry too much about whether it's Pickwick or Chuzzlewit, Dickens stuff is all the same, isn't it ? Only the names of the characters changes. Except for Great Expectations - that was very nearly a true novel. :-)
Dickens was a great believer in mesmerism, you know.
Lloydie: "...two big trends. One is the relentless march of bureaucratic incrementalism." Yep, the fine art of doing nothing and doing it very slowly. "The other is the conscription of big finance and business to deliver what governments alone cannot achieve." Conscription ? Oh, you mean like in wartime.
ReplyDeleteYou know, if I thought I'd be around long enough to benefit in any way at all, I'd be advocating for a single world dictator. Otherwise the "I will, but not until they do first" mentality is basically guaranteeing an outcome of equal destruction for all.
Doggy Bov: "It is a pity for Morrison that he has an invisible foreign minister." Yeah, just really sad for Morrison that he has no say in appointing his ministers. We'll all have to vote for him just to show how very sympathetic with his sad plight we are.
ReplyDeleteAnd then: "...silly arguments about which politician tells the most porkies..." Yair, wouldn't want to expect a PM who doesn't tell a swag of "porkies" - not actual lies, you understand, just "porkies" because he deeply and sincerely believes each one for just exactly how long it takes him to spout it. Now that's a PM we can believe in !
DB has piled the bullshit up to eyeball depth this time, but this particularly caught my attention, "Morrison, on the other hand, campaigns with the common touch".
DeleteIf you identify with the PM in any way you definitely need some help. An unappealing middle-aged man known for laziness and constant lying. As John Birmingham observes Morrison’s target demographic is "male voters down the butthead end of the intellectual bell curve".
And smirking, Bef; he's known for endless smirking though nobody knows qute what he has to smirk about.
DeleteThe thing that always puzzles and annoys me is that all of this was perfectly obvious a long time ago, but yet the Libs chose him as leader and the people of Cook elect him. At least, and at last, the people of Warringah got rid of Abbott and the people of Bennelong got rid of Howard.
This ditty was inspired by yesterday’s Rowe cartoon. Apologies to Jiminy Cricket, (voiced by the brilliant Cliff Edwards aka Ukulele Ike). And songwriters Harline and Washington of course!
ReplyDeleteThe Ballad of Scomocchio
(When You Stretch A Con Too Far)
When you said you’ve never lied
Flames erupted from your strides
Soon they’ll be up to your tie
Engulfing you
You have lied about vaccines
Net zero and submarines
As your list of porkies grew
Your nose did too
…Fate is cruel
She brings to those who lie
Some indication of
Their secret lying…
Now your schnoz is three foot two
There is nothing you can do
We know everything you say
Is just not true
And since it’s Sunday...
ReplyDeleteI Believe (Scotty’s Prayer)
I believe for every lie
I’ve ever told
No one will know
I believe we sometimes need
To tell big lies
So I’ve told those
I believe for every lie
I say today
Some will come true
Some sunny day
I believe
I believe
I believe although I’ve lied
My Hillsong prayers
Will still be heard
I believe that some guy
In the sky somewhere
Hears every word
Every time I feel a need
To tell a lie
I raise my hand
Up to the sky
And tell that guy
I believe!
Ah, so that's why ScoMo can lie all the time: he's got this magical guy up in the sky to make miracles for him !
Delete:)³
DeleteOh dear, Katrina Gracie: "Ideally, the government would pick a side in this fight..." Oh but it has, Gracie, it has: the side that says "We don't wanna know, because if we did we might have to actually do something about it, and if we did then we would lose votes ..." Or don't you understand that a government for which important matters of life and death are "voluntary" is just a "let the survivors take the spoils" kind of laissez-faire mob for whom anybody else's problems are entirely their own responsibility.
ReplyDeleteHad tried casting this fly o’er the pond yesterday, but failed. Did not intend to offer it today - Polonius warrants only so much attention - but, to the search for alternatives to the ‘l’ word
ReplyDeleteOur Polonius imagines himself as one of the original ‘sophists’ as he shreds the boundaries of truth and lies. He is of that calling in that he is paid to do it - by the shadowy sponsors of his Institute, and, we assume, the reptile paymaster.
But he is a sophist of the time before Plato showed distinctions between sophists and what became known as philosophers - and identifying ‘sophistry’ as largely pejorative.
Polonius feels he adds stature to his column by condemning the use of ‘liar’ as undiplomatic. If such discussion is to be about terms other than liar, there are a few in our language that might be worth recycling.
‘Prevarication’ is still used occasionally, because it carries an element of quibbling, or trying to confuse with extra words. For those who see their task as showing that, for example, the Scum King is always a paragon of virtue, we have words for such fraud, that include ‘ingennation - which has the advantage of sending the reader to a proper dictionary, or we can call the writer a ‘cozener’, or a ‘cogger’ - both worthy terms from the development of our language.
I am fairly sure I recall comments in the Pond that identified Polonius as ‘Jesuitic’. That is fine if typed, but does not flow easily when spoken. For that reason, my personal choice would be ‘meretricious’. My large, printed, Webster reminds me that it is for arguments that are ‘speciously attractive’ . This adds the sense of it being ‘specious’ - superficially plausible, but likely wrong - and the whole word is derived from Latin - ‘meretrix’ - a prostitute.
Sorry Chadders, for some reason the spam trap went wild yesterday and the pond failed to notice ... and so a few repeats have now been published to try to teach it a lesson, but that's what happens when you rely on googlebots ...
Delete