It's lizard Oz climate science denialist day, as the reptiles curry favour with fossil feuls ...

 

Well that ended before it started ...

The day that Pearson starts berating Chairman Rupert and his voice-denying minions - not limited to, but especially Dame Slap - the pond will start taking him seriously ...

Until then, the pond is well over it, but was pleased when an esteemed correspondent wondered, and the pond quotes ...

I wonder what Lloydie would have to say about this:

"Surging SUV ownership means Australians are needlessly spending an extra $13bn a year to fuel their cars, and the trend is sending transport emissions into overdrive at the same time similar nations are reducing them."

Rise of ‘fuel-guzzling’ SUVs costing Australians $13bn extra at the pump per year, report finds

Well yes and the pond has a particular loathing for RAM vehicles - vile, large, noisy, gas guzzling, and rather pathetic phallic symbols - the pond is told that the size of the muffler is in inverse proportion to the size of the cock - especially when sighted blocking off the back streets of Sydney's inner west ...

...Matt Saunders, an economist and co-author of the report, said the larger vehicles that have become popular in Australia recently don’t make sense for most people who buy them.

Tax rules have encouraged small business owners – not just tradespeople but also sole traders – into buying the larger vehicles and using them as both a work and personal vehicle, Saunders argued.

“Australians are often told that our collective preference for heavy, inefficient 4WD vehicles reflects our country’s vast distances and harsh outback terrain – a narrative that is reinforced relentlessly by the way these vehicles are marketed,” the report said.

“In reality, however, Australia is a highly urbanised country. The vast majority of vehicle use and fuel consumption occurs within our cities, and all of our major cities are connected by multi-lane highways.”

Is there anything more pathetic than what used to be called Toorak tractors?

But it seemed like a good way to begin noting the unholy panic the reptiles are in about the future of coal, co-joined at the hip by alarm about migrants ...

The pond did the migrant thing yesterday, with the usual inimitable groaning, and there is a good climate science discussion to be had about the growth fetish, and polluting the world, and RAMS  ramming it home, but of course the reptiles can't go there, because that would mean the science is real ...

Instead out of all the muck below the fold, what did the pond spot?

As soon as the pond reads a reptile insisting the "PM must", the pond experiences an immediate desire proposing that it must look elsewhere ... and as for talk of Comrade Dan, that's the sort of futtocking stupidity that shoots itself in the foot before the scribbler even starts, because "Comrade Dan" is reserved for frivolous bloggers. 

But then the entire US political mainstream is now polluted by the mango Mussolini's quest for a nickname for Ron DeSanctus, so why would the monkish Monk saying his rosary in his lizard Oz cell aim any higher?

And then lo, thar she blew, redemption to hand for the daily offering...

The lizard Oz editorialist! And still with that prophetic logo in play.

Nary a day goes by now that the pond doesn't get a chuckle at the sight of that red map and The Shovel  and it's reinterpretation...

But now the pond must rearrange its face and try to look serious, because it's lizard Oz editorialist climate science denialist day ...

Meanwhile, a long time ago the infallible Pope issued an encyclical ...

Sorry, it's hard, reading the lizard Oz editorialist on climate is a bit like watching that three parter about the government response to David Koresh and the Waco affair ...

On we go ...

The irony? The irony is that the lizard Oz editorialist would blather on about building a head of steam on climate action ...

Meanwhile, the reptiles keep on spreading their usual climate science denialism, doing the fear and loathing bit, and it reached a peak in the final gobbet, but before that, the pond should pay this tribute ...

Yes who should the reptiles turn to but the woman hailed as #4 among noted climate science deniers, always diligently working away to claim top spot ... aided and abetted by the lizard Oz ...

Now the pond isn't going to keep noting the footnotes - that (65) will lead to Archive Today here .

Suffice to say that the main point is that the reptiles love their #4 and would cheerfully promote her to #1 ...

There was nothing for it but to do one of the pond's notorious William Burroughs cut and paste exercises, with a warning for nearby women not to put an apple on their heads ...

It's the pond's lazy way of not bothering to have an argument that's been had a thousand times, and as usual, it relies on words to be found at DeSmog, beginning with a baleful portrait of a glaring Curry giving the camera a right old curry ...

And with that mug shot in place it was time for the cut and paste ...

But, billy goat, butt, de smog is spreading de news ...

Speaking of the mango Mussolini, as hapless Americans are still doing, there was this from the infallible Pope way back when ...

The pond was sorely tempted to throw in an infallible Pope along with the DeSmog clippings ... but first, back to the blather ...

But billy goat butt ...

And there was this delicious offering by the infallible Pope ...

Meanwhile, back at chairman Rupert's actual diner ...

But, billy goat butt ...

And at this point the pond realised there was only one more gobbet to go, and yet endless amounts to hand at DeSmog ...

So the pond doubled down ...

Was it only the other day that the pond ran this cartoon?

And yet here we are, with the lizard Oz editorialist, and with the lizard Oz business model still currying favour with climate science denialists and fossil feuls and dear, sweet, innocent, virginal Oz coal, cleaning up the planet in ways only reptiles can manage...

At the end there was one more gobbet to go ...

Oh so now she's the "president of Climate Forecast Applications Network"?

Well the pond is president of the blog for presiding over lizard Oz climate science denialist bullshit ... a land of saucy doubts and fear mongering, and denialism claiming the other mob is being political, when the politics have been going on for an eternity ...

And now this from the immortal Rowe ...

This time you don't have to bother with the details ... it's front and centre ...

In which the pond saves the Amazon yet again with Lloydie, celebrates Xian fundamentalist bigotry with the bromancer, and deplores pesky difficult furriners with a good Groaning, and yet some will still say they're not entertained ...

The pond doesn't like to highlight tweets, especially not since Uncle Elon took over, and almost never features Rowan Dean - how short is life?, how precious is time that you can never get back? - but rules are made to be broken, and just this once, the pond found this ranting irresistible, as the rant did the rounds, became a meme and was celebrated around the state ...

 

“We don’t want a Labor Govt. That is not what the people of NSW want” … Sky News and Rowan Dean once again failing to understand how elections work #NSWpol #auspol pic.twitter.com/4Kuc1MnYAV

— Max The Lobbyist (@maxthelobbyist) March 25, 2023

The pond wants the reality that man is drinking ... it sounds like a sweet and potent elixir ... but then all the reptiles have their own special and intoxicating brew, and so it's on with Tuesday's tasting session ... and as usual the pond has to spend as much time ruling things out as in ...

Polonius prattling on about the ABC on a Tuesday? 

Will the obsessive compulsive monomania never wear itself out? Sorry, only on a meditative Sunday, and as for the bouffant one blathering about Labor's confusion and chaos, the pond was deeply moved by a correspondent noting an item in The Shovel ...

The pond has to resist the many temptations offered by The Shovel ... they're trying to make a living, and it's only when they stray into herpetological studies that the temptation becomes irresistible. 

The copy was pretty good too ...

The Australian releases updated political map of nation
“Only the small island above Tasmania now has a Labor government, meaning its wall-to-wall blue everywhere else,” the paper’s editorial read.
It said the map represented a shift in voter sentiment and a sign of problems to come for the Labor Prime Minister. “The alarm bells really should be ringing for Anthony Albanese now that every state and territory except Western Australia, South Australia, Victoria, New South Wales, Queensland, ACT and the Northern Territory is run by the Coalition”.
Columnist Chris Kenney said the NSW election showed that voters had shifted away from Labor. “You won’t see a more decisive map than this – by far the largest part is blue when you increase the size of Tasmania twelve-fold. This is a very clear signal that Australians want more right-wing governments. I wouldn’t want to be Labor right now”.

And the logic was unassailable ...

We rely on people just like you to keep this ridiculous thing going. From just $3 a month you can become a Shovel member. Subscriptions to other satirical websites like 'The Australian' cost WAY more.

Well yes, WAY more, and that's just the monetary cost, not to take into account the spiritual and the mental ...

Speaking of that expensive satirical nonsense, this was the snap at the top of the digital page ...

Some wag decided that a stormy day in Sydney was inordinately funny, and so it was top of the tree killer edition too ...

Keen eyes will note that Lloydie of the Amazon rode in on the stormy greenies angle and so he scores first dibs this day in the pond ...

The pond's not sure why it bothered, and immediately felt compelled to cut down to size a snap inserted showing worried politicians huddled together ...

Meanwhile in another part of the lizard Oz came the standard pandering to fossilised feuls ...

That's as much of that as the pond could stand. "This is not just rhetoric" didn't quite seem to fit as well as "This is just the usual bullshit", and if it wanted more of the usual reptile bullshit, why the man who set out to save the Amazon is as good as anyone as a dedicated supplier ...

A man who can offer the astonishing insight, "Clearly, coal and gas are the targets", is the reason the pond gets out of bed each day, though it has to be noted that Lloydie is getting shorter and shorter in his pieces ... he needs to take a lesson from the eternally harping and carping Polonius, who can go on endlessly ...

Ah the suffering of dinkum, sweet, innocent, virginal Oz coal. Will the persecution never end? Will the reptiles carry on until the planet is comprehensively fucked? Sorry, those are just rhetorical questions, with obvious answers ...

And so to the bromancer, lurking at the top of the digital page when the bleary-eyed pond lurched to the key board. 

On any given day, the bromancer is routinely offensive, but hats off, today he managed to be profoundly offensive ...

The bromancer might have noticed this unholy coupling yesterday, and the profound cynicism laid bare by simplistic "here no conflict of interest" Simon's report ...

A by election is more important than a principled stand? Well of course, it's the mutton Dutton, not in any way better than that tired onion munching irrelevance that the reptiles keep dragging out of the cupboard and checking for moths ...

But all that's just an eye opener, because this was where the bromancer started to get truly offensive ...

Not identity politics again. Will there ever be and end to the ranting and the railing? Especially not the boring bullshit where the bromancer pretends to be an Xian, only so he can preach his patented brand of white civilisation white nation bigotry.

The pond realises where this has led the reptiles in the past, and occasionally they experience buyer's remorse...

But if the reptiles are batshit crazy on a daily basis, what about the croweaters? 

Well the reptiles have a certain rat cunning, so they sent out a local loon to explain that talk of a voice wasn't going to be the end of the world in the distant west ...

Back to the bromancer, and the end of the world as we know it, and what do you know, suddenly he's talking of a modest proposal, which the pond guesses means eating children on a Sunday might be permissible ... (well his tribe of cannibals does routinely eat human flesh and sup on human blood) ...

What the fuck is it with the lizard Oz reptiles and their obsession with New Zelund? The pond thought it might have quietened down once Jacinda left the scene, but if anything it's got worse ...

Is there an irony in a Catholic - coming from an institution that legitimised the bashing of minorities and the rights of women and still carries on that way - blathering on about identity politics without a shred of self-awareness? 

Sorry, that's just a rhetorical question, and the bromancer constantly provides an answer ...

What an appalling human bean he is, but that blather about being radically less successful in welcoming migrants provided a natural cue to the pond's final serve ... a standard dose of Groaning about dreadful furriners coming to this land to ruin everything ...

The pond has heard it all before, and sometimes wonders why Dame Groan always gets agitated about furriners.

Did some smooth talking European lead her astray long ago?

That's almost impossible to imagine.

Whatever, while the pond will put up with the groaning for the sake of cultists, damned if it will be bothered with reptile illustrations, inserted to evoke panic, fear and loathing ...

What a terrifying sight, how much better if you shrink it, like the kids, and now let the groaning proceed unencumbered ...

Oh the pond had to let that one stand. Sweet young things, and all around them oppressive furriners ruining their day, and only the Groaner to hand to stick up for them ...

The pond realises that the Groaner has been berating big Australia carpetbaggers for a long time, and is resolutely against growth, and perhaps is tempted by the idea that we should return to 1950s Australia and a serve of decently priced lamb chops and three veggies, but still wonders why the Groaner is so driven by a fear and loathing of pesky, difficult furriners. It feels somehow Freudian, more deeply personal than economics ...

Or was it this letter that enraged her, and she's been brooding about ever since ...

What a hoot, that was back in 2006 ... and yet still the Groaner rails at those bloody furriners, though this time she's at last run out of puff ...

Oh come on, be fair, in Dame Groan's world, we never want migrant intakes to be running at any level at any time ...

And so to the immortal Rowe of the day, picking up where Lloydie of the Amazon left off ...

And so to a note for a correspondent which benefits from being visual. 

One of the most pleasurable moments in the pond's life came with that cartoon. Not being a twitterer, the pond couldn't respond on site, but still treasures the memory ...

The pond can't remember the reason the infallible Pope offered his best ... perhaps it was the time of the heart attack, perhaps the pond had been locked out by the reptiles, as they're wont to do, but the pond still dines out on it - a message from the infallible Pope himself, only one step away from the long absent lord herself - and as always, it's in the details ...