Sunday, May 28, 2017

In which the pond does a jumbo survey of reptile hate speech ...


The pond just wanted to start with that story - the full story is at Fairfax here  - just to show it's aware of the real world, and real disasters affecting many, many young people ...

The rorting in the sector is astonishing and unconscionable ...

But the pond doesn't deal in the real world, the pond deals in the paranoid, phobic, delusional world of the hate mongering, foaming and frenzied reptile commentariat ...

And this weekend shows what it's like when the murmuration of starlings swirls in unison ...


Now this isn't for the faint-hearted, this mega pond edition of fear and loathing ... and the pond, to help keep it short and not being into victim porn, has deleted images of those recent victims of Islamic terror who have suffered mightily, without being used in the various kinds of verbal jihads as some justification for extremism...

Nor has the pond bothered much with editorial comment. Being a jumbo pack of hate, the reptiles' words can speak for themselves.

Armchair warriors, verbal jihadists, all the usual comments apply, as we take the reptiles in the order listed by the holy Terror ...


Actually Roger Rogerson, and in the good old days, the Victorian police, went in with as much lethal force as they could muster. Some might yearn for the sort of police shootings and killings that litter the American landscape, but the pond is happy that local police value life and see one of their main aims as protecting it.

They botched Martin Place, they admitted it themselves in a moment of reflection. They should have taken the shot (the pond prescribes more Mark Wahlberg movies), but can we keep it to situations where a loon has a weapon and offers deadly force against a hostage, and similar life-threatening situations where threat and counter-threat must be taken into account? With better behind the scenes advice?

But a calm, measured, rational approach isn't of any interest to Akker Dakker. As with all featured in this day's festival of hate, they want blood, lots of blood ...


Uh huh, but that was there, and this is here. We should take lessons, but not lessons in hysteria, yet somehow talk of a reasoned approach is treated as sinister evidence of corruption. Is that weird or what?

If the Terror jihadists had their way, there'd be fighting in the streets, Christian v Islamic, while they watched from their Surry Hills bunker and sold heaps of tree killers thanks to the fuss ... so the more radicalised and alienated they can make Islamics feel, the better the business model ...


And that's where the fat owl of the remove gets truly appalling. To link Abedi with Monis in the one sentence is like linking the fat owl and fascist in the one sentence ...

Oh wait, that linking seems to work quite well...

Speaking of fascists, as the swear jar keeps swelling, the Devine has already featured once this day in the pond, but there's no reason not to give her more air time. 

Ugliness is an essential part of the Terrorist, and so the pond, business model ...


Indeed, indeed. At some point no doubt the Devine's family landed on these fair shores, and that brought a Devine verbal terrorist with them. Didn't the original Frank come from New Zealand, where they put not just pineapple but tinned spaghetti on pizzas?

Shocking, a genuine incitement to violence, but the pond promised little by way of editorial content and we're not yet half way through the journey, so on we plod ...


It's as good an imitation of hate speech as any ... it would have been so much more honest if the Devine had admitted to Islamophobia, as opposed to refugee phobia ...


The pond could go on about Australian terrorism in Iraq and Afghanistan, the pond could even confess to a certain phobia about Catholic fundamentalists of the Devine kind, loathsome and poisonous toads who would make Christ wilt on the cross with their venom, but time is pressing ...


And there it is, naked and unashamed, bigoted Islamophobia ...but at least it allows the pond cheerfully to suggest that the country would be a much better place if fundamentalist Catholics fucked off to Rome and left Australia with a bit less fear and despicable unChristian loathing ...

And so to the third in the fear and loathing trifecta ... gun-happy Peta the Petulant ...


By chance, the google revealed the nature of the petulant parrot's inspiration for this week's piece ...


What a predictable parrot, still squawking the same tune as her one-time owner ...

As for shoot to kill, as already noted, Roger Rogerson, and the Victorian coppers in gang war days, absolutely knew how to shoot to kill ...

Anybody interested can Greg Hunt the Walsh street shootings (no southern walri were involved or injured), and Terry Goldsworthy on the use of lethal force at The Conversation in 2014 here ... and Animal Kingdom's not a bad movie ...

It's obvious enough, but anyone wanting the official line can google this story at the lizard Oz ...


Well yes, in extreme circumstances, they can shoot to kill, but thank the long absent lord there's not that many gung ho crazies firing off guns at blacks as they're wont to do in the USA ...

But time is pressing and Peta wants her fantasy of gun slingers shooting it out in the streets ... naturally it's all the fault of that wimp Malware, who wouldn't have the first clue about how to eat an onion or how to demonise Islamics and make sure that crazed fundamentalists are used to tar everyone ... in much the same way as all Catholic priests should be mentioned as likely pedophiles, even the one in the extended pond family who wouldn't hurt a fly and is in a loving relationship ...


By this point, the pond feels a bit the same about fundamentalist Terrorist jihadists scribbling furiously for the rag. 

At some point, their screeching will be replaced by the screeching of another, and another and another, the only variation being that another might resort to squawking or howling at the moon ...

But time is pressing, so it's back to the fear and the paranoia ...


Of course what the hard liners want is the sort of police state that will match the perverse cruelty of fundamentalist Islamics ... cf the photo below of the ideal Peta police officer, a variation on the kind of militarisation of the police force that took place long ago in the United States, and now has reached a seemingly irreversible extreme ...


Well actually when anyone, such as the Devine, seeks to do a Donald, and exclude Islamics, it doesn't smack of Islamophobia. 

It is Islamophobia, and collectively this unholy trinity are completely phobic ... (at least the pond spreads its phobias amongst all the religions ...)


Okay, the pond won't be silent. The pond doesn't want a future Australia where petulant Peta, the hater Akker Dakker and the vitriolic Devine are the norm. That way lies madness. Each day the pond cheers or at least sighs with relief that the onion muncher and petulant Peta were tossed from power, and now mouth hate speech from the sidelines where they belong ...

And now for a pond cruel twist. The pond will understand if some have long wilted and left the scene of the verbal hate crimes, but as this is a jumbo survey of hate speech, the pond couldn't resist smuggling in Dame Slap, giving a good belting to Islamics a few days ago ...


There's nothing new to note here, so on the pond must go ... because there's the Donald to praise and the ABC to berate ...


Oh they're so angry, they're abandoning their work and racing off to enlist and to head off to Afghanistan right here, right now...

Sorry, the pond was just a little exhausted and nodded off into a restless dreaming, where angry Murdochians shouted at the world and the sky ...


Actually Christ muttered platitudes, though they were original enough at the time, and turned the other cheek, and encouraged civilised behaviour between people, but then the pond keeps making the mistake of thinking Murdochian reptiles are readers of Christ's words, when in fact the angry demagoguery and hate speech of sundry fascists is much more to their liking ...

And in all this did any of the reptiles - just one - mention the way that the Donald had recently flung $110 billion by way of an arms deal at Saudi Arabia, home of Wahhabism, the intellectual (and often financial) underpinning of the fundamentalist Islamic organisations beavering away around the world ...?

Did anybody mention the enormous stupidity involved? The sort of stupidity that's led even American conservatives to wonder about the sanity of their foreign policy?

Of course not. For that you have to turn to a Pope cartoon, which is why the pond always reverts here for more papal insights ...



In which the pond lightens the Sunday mood with a full court press Devine dalliance ...


Ah the good old days when a deodorant could turn someone away from Hitler's possibly hairy armpits ...

And now more recently...


Well there's a comical irony at play ... the labeller accusing others of labelling ...

The pond was astonished to be reminded that Akker Dakker and Miranda the Devine have been scribbling columns in the same space as long ago as the early 90s, back in the day when the Mirror folded, and for a brief time the rag became known as the Daily Terror Mirror ...

So much hate, so many dead trees, so much landfill ...

And yet they were still at it this very day, with the trio gone militant and feral in the usual way about the Islamics ...


But this being Sunday, the pond should take a break from shooting to kill and talk about the prayerful elephant in the room, the recent fuss about Margaret Court ...

More to the point, the pond should talk about Godwin's Law ... now so frequently broken it has become meaningless and lost in time ...


At one point, it was meant to shock a little sense into the discussion ...

These days comparisons to Nazis and fascists are tossed around like confetti ...


History becomes meaningless, absurd and irrelevant ...


Of course the Devine herself never strays far from real fascism ... her love of eugenics would have made her at home with the Nazis, the America First movement and Lindbergh ...


As opposed to a faux comparison with regimes that routinely killed off gays, an interest in the useful benefits of eugenics was a common theme in the 1930s ...


Back to today's fuss, which began with this attention-seeking letter ...


Note the cunning way that Court got in a plug for her church, though it's no secret she's hooked up with a sandgroper Hillsong heavy form of religious nuttery ... it's online here and  it peddles the usual sort of fraudulent nonsense ...


Of course there's no actual promise of curing cancer, that's too obvious a pitfall. Instead there's an offer of a "breakthrough in any ear of your life" eg sickness, disease ...

It's the usual con, the usual hustle, the usual delusion, the usual snake oil offer of a cure ...


Not to worry, the point the pond is wanting to explore isn't that Court is a barking mad, holy roller, howling at the moon in a standard happy clapper nutter way ... this ancient tribe endures and examples routinely turn up everywhere in every faith, causing much mayhem in the world because of their delusions ...

What interests the reptile-watching pond is the predictable Devine response ...


Well yes, she can boycott Qantas if she wishes, and Qantas, if it wished, could refuse her service ... that's the way it goes in the private sector.

But what view did the Devine take of the Coopers boycott?


Naturally she deplored the boycott and she flung around the "fascist" word yet again ...

Of course she loves it ... that's the Devine schtick. She flings out the hate to invite the hate, she trolls to get trolled, she abuses so she can relish the abuse ...

It's a quite peculiar form of sado-masochism, resulting in a peculiar form of defiance (the spell-checker suggested deviance as an alternative) ...


Of course she's a rabid, and now - remembering she was scribbling early in the 1990s - old hate monger ...

As for the rest of the Court piece, it was just as might be expected of many short Devine "filler" pieces, complete with demonic photos of figures to hate ...eek, gay fascists ...


The laughable thing here is that the Devine talks of fence sitting, and fence sitters been driven away from the cause ...

Out in the real world, away from the rabidity, the polls tell the world that the decision's already in. But not for the barking mad fundamentalist rabid Catholic school of Daesh jihadists ... always wanting to give gays a lashing with a cane, or perhaps toss them from a nearby building ...

As usual, the Devine attracted comments which echoed her Daesh style fundamentalism ...


Just the facts? The PC nazis is a fact?

They don't even earn upper case, as in PC Nazis, you useless goose?

And other geese added to the cackling sounds ...


Actually you goose, the suggestion wasn't to strip her of her trophies, it was to change the name of the stadium, which these days means three fifths of fuck all anyway.

When the pond last counted, the Olympic stadium - built because games are more important than transport infrastructure, thanks Bob Carr - had been called ANZ Stadium, Telstra Stadium, Homebush Stadium, Olympic Stadium and even gigantic waste of taxpayers' money stadium ...

As for all the name changes on various stands at sports grounds around the country ...

And if anyone's got enough money, or more recent glory, they can produce another name change quikstix ...

Mark tried to have a little bet both ways ...


Ah yes, free speech ... so good of you to overlook the Devine's talk of gay fascists Mark, to deplore insulting, abusive, disgraceful lefties ...

Well, as you note, there's free speech, and then there's speaking out of turn, and copping a pile of reptile abuse ...


Fancy deploring war. Talk about a shocking hate crime ...

The pond supposes it should now provide a little background filler for those who missed the proceedings ...


That photo says it all really ...

The pond always loves it when delusional folk look up to the sky, as if there's some comfort in a cumulus cloud, or perhaps in  the troposphere, the stratosphere, the mesophere, or even the thermosphere ...

But at least the fuss brought out the pagans and the Satanists, and luckily they were infesting Margaret Court arena with demonic spirits and tortured music ...



Stupid woman. Who imagines that boards meet in lounges? They have much plusher and more private places to meet, with servants to dish out the drinks and the coffee ...

At the bottom of that story, there was a further abundance of comments displaying bigotry and hate of the kind cultivated by the Terrorist reptiles, the Devine, Akker Dakker and the rest of them ...

The pond has little doubt that if in Sydney, Daesh would find the tabloid tree killer the preferred form of reading ...

Oh and there was humour, there was wit, there was great wit ...



Ah, the wit, the infinite jest ...

Well, it's just another day, another dollar, another dose of rabid Terrorism. 

What, feeling a little down? Why not splash on some of that heart of darkness vitriole that makes the world smell so much more fragrant ...



... well at least if you happen to be a proto-fascist who thinks it fun to call others fascist ... so that the pond's Godwin's Law swear jar shatters with the strain ...

And now because Ryan Adams somehow got himself into the conversation ...





Saturday, May 27, 2017

In which the pond provides some ancient Polonial gobbets for analysis ...



A pond reader wondered what prattling Polonius had scribbled which had so provoked Rev Doctor Peter Matheson, quoted in the previous post ...

Being devoted to ancient history, the pond thought it might be good to disinter Polonius's original scribble, with appropriate Onward Xian soldiers, marching off to war lyrics at the start to get into the right martial mood.

This Polonial original can be googled, but the pond thought it more fun to present it as a reading - questions won't be asked later.

As a warm-up, why not enjoy Polonius getting agitated at Crikey (also able to be googled here):


Uh huh ... there seems to be a teeny weensy walkback going on there ... and so to that reading ...


A challenging proposition, but Polonius met it with a stiff upper lip.

You see, not to put too fine or subtle a point on it, forget all that talk about suffering humanity, war is good ...


And so to another reading, this time by Mike Carlton, with bonus Polonius, Bolter and Bromancer ... it too can be googled, and comes from more recent history, Fairfax, 21 June 2014:


Well yes, indeed, but as the pond is on a roll, and doing Polonial readings, how about this one?

So great is the prattler's love of war that he took up cudgels on behalf of 'Nam, Iraq having been such an astonishing success story:


Now in those days Polonius was scribbling for the Fairfaxians, and his main mission was to stir up a fuss, generate letters, create controversy and produce a foaming frenzy, and he was alway up to the job, so allow the pond to interrupt the war monger with a few comments resulting from his stirring ...


Indeed, indeed, but as this is readings day, Polonius still had a few choice words left to show off his love of the tremendously successful 'Nam engagement...


As intended, the reactions kept flowing ...



Ah Tony Moore of Caringah how pleasing to see your call answered ... if you'd kept reading to this day, you'd have seen the prattler explain how terrorism is all the fault of the liberal media and leftist intelligentsia ... and nothing at all to do with the lickspittle lackeys and quislings who cheered on the war in Iraq ...

And so to a another Polonial-related reading, also for the Fairfaxians  ...


And so to a final reading ...



Such fun to be in the company of generals and blimps, exceedingly dry sherry in hand as they sit in their leather chairs ...