Liarbril La-La Land

G'day petals...

It's that time of year again, Ballan Autumn Festival time that is...

 Don't ask.....

 Third year in a row for this little doggie

 Allison on Guitar

 Ms.Catherine King, Member for Ballarat and our next Federal Health Minister ...

 Lou C always dresses down for the Festival...

 Salvatore feeding the masses...,

 Light Horse re-enactors...

and a couple from the most recent ballet shoot 

For the techie-minded, f16 @ 1/2 sec. 200 ISO. Tungsten light....x2 

                                           Wombat Droppings

     or the chronicle of Australia's slide from egalitarianism into fascism

There has been another poll  suggesting that Captain Rabid-the-Hun and the ruling rabble of SS Lirarbril are on a comeback. I say suggests, for it was in "The Ugly American's" propaganda sheet, Da Oz and being much more positive than any of the other polls it might be best to treat it's "results" with caution.

It's hard to imagine how this poll could show improvement when for the past week the economic incompetence and  tawdry nature of Rabid's rabble has again been on full display.

First, with the risible Pyne-the-Whyne, Minister for Education calling himself "the Fixer" as his apology for an education policy is shredded in the senate, then Treasury effectively calling Joe Cereal/Toyota Killer Hockey a liar as to whom was really responsible for the dodgy graphs in his IGR, to Rabid-the-Hun tangling himself up over The Tardis State's East-West link (and perhaps shielding ex-treasurer Collins and Ex Planning minister Guy from jail) and being reminded that a 60% debt to GDP ratio is actually cause for more concern than the "Debt Crisis" of Labor's 16% debt, followed by  "Murderer" Morrison's being shown up as a liar over his allegations of aid workers coaching our concentration camp victims in self harm.When this was announced it transpired that the rabble had been sitting the report at the same time it was  trying to destroy Gillian Triggs and only released it under the cover of ex-Liarbril Prime Minister, Malcolm Fraser's death.
Georgie "BookShelves" Brandis has put every decent journalist in the country off-side with his fascist Meta-Data laws which are effectively there to silence whistle-blowers and other critics of the ruling rabble.
That the News Poll had Rabid 's Rabble improving after all this, beggars belief.  One realistic Liarbril opined that it didn't matter what they said any more, no-one is listening; and Nikki Savva, arch Liarbril journo was laughing at them on "Insiders." This program ran a montage skit more akin to Clarke and Dawe's satire or Micaleff's"Mad as Hell" than a straight political discussion show.
The Liarbril  "narrative" or script if written for a film production character would be rejected as impossible... unbelievable.  Perhaps not for a "Python" or "Goon Show sketch or even Milligan's Q8 but that it is real and is happening now is incredible.

Hoo-roo Possums,
Shane

….Wreathing the end

….Wreathing the end of

Onion soul-eating Fishing boats Imported

distasteful sinking ethics

Shane with bouquet

G’day Petals,

It’s all Wombat Droppings this week…but leavened with some studio flower pics taken from Mrs Wombat’s own Giverny.

It might be 18 months until the rust-bucket, SS Liarbril is due for overhaul but it’s never too soon to prepare as it limps to another becalming.

Qwissie the-Whyne-and-Perfect-Prat-of-a-Prefect Pyne, (Assistant PE tutor) has seen the crew for the second time, vote down his fee increases for playing deck-quoits. 

With this following the ignominy of back-pedalling his threat to 1700 Research Scientists of walking-the-plank for not getting his way has led to an alarming display of cognitive dissonance in the main dining area.

Whyning “proof” that the world is flat and why Dolce and Gabbana and not Zahia Dehar should design the uniforms for 2016‘s prep students, Qwissie was at his high pitched and feverish, Orwellian best.

Attempting to alleviate the discomfort of seeing and hearing this, Dining Room MC, Bronwyn Kerosene-Pompador Bishop expelled that half of the dining room laughing too loudly for Qwissie to be heard.

 It’s being whispered that Qwissie’s Cognitive Dissonance is both a contagious and terminal condition. He may have to quarantined.

Rose

Captain Rabid-the-Hun has upset the Irish in steerage by eating raw Onions on St Paddy’s Day instead of a Praitie: The Celts also objected to his tie, as being more like a shade of baby-poo than genuine Shamrock Green.

We may (or may not) feel a little sympathy as Captain Rabid-the-Hun is a Pom not Dinky-Di and Easter being upon us gives the Irish less tolerance with Poms than is usual.

Fuschia

Breaking news from the Life-Boat Officer: Peter Dodo Dutton is concluding arrangements for those-people-who-don’t-look-like-us and would-never-fit-in-anyway, to be dropped off at an Island not of their choice, who cannot possibly afford them, who have practises more culturally foreign than our TardisLand  (where all goes backward) for a lot of money that we now have since the budget emergency that wasn’t, didn’t happen.

Dodo has expressed delight at how hairy his chest has become since ignoring United Nations Human Rights conventions.

800 Leaners in 1^st Class, are throwing a celebratory party after being informed by Captain Rabid and his Purser’s Assistant, Josh Ashley-et-Martin Frydenberg that they can do their own customs checks in an effort to make themselves feel more secure.

Costs for this cutting of red-tape will be divided between paying passengers, pensioners, Indigenous people with Life-style issues, the unemployed, community legal services, education and the ill.

Aster

Rabid and Josh were also adamant that cognitive dissonance had nothing to do with policy promises or supporting violence against women and then cutting funding to women’s refuges, protecting Medi-care whilst making it user-pays or protecting our food production whilst promoting Fracking. They also think they’re sane.

Anemone

The storm is coming…..

Hoo-roo Possums,

Shane.

With an Orwellian dream

With an Orwellian dream

They promised maturity but could only manage

Kafka-esque parody.

G’day Possums,

No:1 daughter and I went for a little journey up the track t’ other day through the very pretty towns of Blackwood and Trentham.

Trentham

Apart from the rather incongruous siting of a couple of cousins ambling over a roof in Trentham, we found both towns have retained a quintessential “Federation-Australian-Country-Town” feel: the sort of places that Norman Lindsay was setting the stories of “Redheap” and “The Cousin from Fiji” in.

Trentham

No: 1 Daughter was looking at land for sale so it was a bit surprising to come across land being offered for sale that you wouldn't get a council building permit for;  which is a bit like buying shoes with no soles on them.

Then I was sent this image of another distant cousin performing a seriously important but odd role of guarding the Pitot tube of an aircraft at the Avalon Air Show….. just goes to show you never know how useful a  Wombat’s can be.

Which really is the tenor of this week’s….

Wombat Droppings

Or the chronicle of a Once Egalitarian Nation Sliding into Fascism.

Chief Bursar and Navigator of the rust-bucket, S.S. Liarbril, Joe “Cereal-Toyota-Killer” Hockey finally presented his late “Intergenerational Report Chart” after warning us of stuff in there that would have us all falling out of our deck-chairs. Well, we did fall out of our deck-chairs…. with laughter!

Trentham

Joe has (some call him “Eleventy,” because of their perception of his ability to add things up) decided that we should all work till we are 105 and live off our Superannuation, not the pension. At the same time he thinks young ones should access their “super” to buy houses, which means they will have little “super” at age 105 to live off.

Blackwood C19th

Joe’s ruling rabble have never seen the benefit of compulsory “super”, except for the wealthy and have done much to limit its growth but don’t think taxpayer funded pensions are a good thing either. This is probably why “Cereal-Toyota-Killer’s” Report Chart was cast 100 years into the future when A/ no -one would remember its prognostications and B/ the world would have changed anyway.

Adding to Joe’s woes; he has been traumatised, embarrassed and reputation trashed by scurrilous newspaper writings that he thinks, they suggested he was for sale.

Blackwood C19th

Noooooo!  Joe for sale..? To developers… to foreign interests… to Gina Rinehart….? Never!

It’s not like he was fundraising in Parliament House or taking money from Sydney Water Holdings, (that happily, had fellow Party member and Senator, Arfur ”Da Spiv” Sinodinas on its board) … Joe, Joe …as pure as the driven snow….

or a whitewash, take your pick.

With an Orwellian dream

They promised maturity but could only manage

Kafka-esque parody.

SS Liarbril’s assistant PE Officer, Chwissie,”The-Whyne-and-Perfect-Prat-of-a-Prefect” Pyne has had another “hissie-fit” with the remaining passengers who are still baulking at his proposed $100,000.00 deck-quoit tuition fees. Chwissie reckons that the deletion of $150,000,000.00 from CSIRO research will bring them to their senses and improve science and educational standards all round. How this will happen is a secret; as they used to say, it is “an-on-water-matter.”  Besides listhped Chwissie, “Education is a fashion item and only good as a Status symbol if you pay lot’s for it.”

With an Orwellian dream

They promised maturity but could only manage

Kafka-esque parody.

Another curious piece on the social calendar was the celebratory party of the importance of female crew.  This was held in the male-only officer’s club. Those who questioned the appropriateness of this choice of venue were bluntly told that being allowed to earn 2/3 the male pay indicated your inability to afford a more suitable venue; and that you were lucky not to be asked to do the washing-up after the event.

Crewmembers Bishop and Cash then swaggered off  whistling, “There’s Nothing Like a Dame” to show their solidarity with the male Officers.

Chief Engineer, “Chainsaw” McFarlane and Captain “Rabid-the-Hun” have decided to return the $1,000,000,000.00 they cut from the engine room budget and are hoping that the crew contemplating jumping overboard from those quarters might stay at their posts a little longer to maintain enough steam to give a semblance of forward movement.
Oops... that was this morning it's now only $500,000.00.
Oops.... that was this afternoon...it's now $100,000.00.
Could this rabble run a school tuck-shop? NO.

With an Orwellian dream

They promised maturity but could only manage

Kafka-esque parody.

In another re-writing of the “Coots-With-Queer-Ideas-From a Parallel-Universe” sailing instructions, the fee to open the medicine cabinet has been dropped.

Announcing this reverse before Medical Officer Sussan “Snarler” Ley could again disagree, Captain Rabid said it was “dead, buried and cremated,” but ominously, didn’t say he’d thrown the corpse overboard.

Le Jongleur Roskam, Head Clown of the “Coots” entertainment committee was thought to be waiting for the severe squalls following from the Pacific Trade deal to re-lock the cabinet and hopefully scuttle any attempt for the public passengers having an affordable health service.

With an Orwellian dream

They promised maturity but could only manage

Kafka-esque parody.

Stoker Georgie “Bookshelves” Brandis’ secretary C. Moraitis, has told Federal Police investigating whether Professor Gillian Triggs was offered an inducement to leave her post and take to the lifeboats; that the briefcase containing the relevant documents has been inadvertently thrown overboard.

This has many wondering how often the dog ate his homework when at secondary school.

SS Liarbril’s attempt to make movement by changing course is working….  except that it is now drifting backward to it’s start position of 18 months ago having made no progress at all in anything.

Passengers seem increasingly tired of the same old “Row, Row, Row your Boat,”   “La Mer de”, “It was on the Isle of Manus” and Captain Rabid’s favourite, “What Do You Do With a Drunken Sailor?”

Crewmembers are believed to have made suggestions to that….and also timing, pertaining to the Ides of March, as well.

With an Orwellian dream

They promised maturity but could only manage

Kafka-esque parody.

Hoo-roo, Petals,

Shane.

PS further reading… if you think I’m making all this up…

https://newmatilda.com/2015/03/02/john-pilger-why-rise-fascism-issue  An alternative view…

http://www.tai.org.au/node/2683  The Hockey scare campaign…

being judged and found wanting

G’day Possums,

Shane with Award.

Well, we’ve been judged… at Lens Mist that is and “honourably mentioned.”

Which, I might say, is not  lunch at “Jules Verne” … 

....not even a baguette.

Some more pics from the venue

 Lens Mist Photo Award 2015

 Mordiallic

And the winner…

 

Kim Croker: "Fishing for Fog"

Next year in Jerusalem?

  

Wombat Droppings

The chronicle of the inexorable slide of an egalitarian nation into Fascism.

Senator “Bookshelves” Brandis has been censured by the Senate as unfit to hold the office of attorney general and “refusing to fully account for his conduct when appearing before a committee of the Senate, undermining Australia’s commitment to upholding human rights, and being unfit to hold the office of attorney general.”

The Greens senator Penny Wright said Triggs, in her report on children in detention, had done nothing more than “embarrass an acutely sensitive and vengeful government.”

“It’s a frightening thing when our government believes it can attack the very institutions that are designed to hold it to account and that is why we must show our censure and take action,” Wright said.

"..Chris Moraitis, (Brandis’ Public Servant secretary) denied specifically asking Triggs to resign, but said he had told Triggs during a meeting in Sydney on 3 February that she had lost the confidence of the attorney general, George Brandis." and “the government would be prepared to consider positively a senior legal role for her”.

Hmmm.... Geez mate, yer not sacked and we'ze not askin' fur yer resignation... but there's a nice little earner over there if ya see it our way.

What, with this translation, is wrong?

The problem with these "gents" is that it seems that they've never had the opportunity see how limited they are except when confronted with someone as civilized as Triggs and

that's when the visceral libertarian-child-hate-tantrum kicks in because they know they're completely out of their depth and not in control.

To read the transcript of the trial of Jeanne d'Arc is interesting as a comparison.

The C15th churchmen treated this peasant girl with due regard as they actually appreciated her as a formidable foe.

David “Floater”Johnston, ex defence minister was censured too a couple of months ago, before the incompetent was dumped and sent to the back-bench.

These censures are unfortunate parliamentary “firsts” for this remarkably inept ruling rabble.

http://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2015/feb/26/triggs-was-attacked-for-defending-the-powerless-and-one-day-another-pm-will-apologise-for-it?CMP=soc_567

Even that nest of anti-socialist Vipers, the Business Council of Australia now is saying there’s no “Budget-Crisis” whilst “Horse-Shite” Cormann still stumbles around in mumbling a patois of slash and burn, being unable to admit, even to himself, that the social insanity of his and Joe “Cereal-Toyota Killer” Hockey’s still to be passed, budget of fiscal game-playing has been as disastrous on the ruling rabble’s public standing as has Rabid-the-Hun’s “captain’s picks.”

Captain Rabid has, rather oddly, picked up in the polls. Whether this is real or is a propaganda dis-information effort of a new polling group will be seen in coming months;  but Rabid’s propensity to shoot-himself-in-the-foot particularly with an economy turning sourer than milk left in the Sun, unemployment growing at the same time as more jobs are being off-shored and with no-one left to blame except the Aliens with three heads, indicates it just might not be timely for a rabble celebration.

“Le Jongleur” Roskam  (lead Clown of the “Coots-With-Queer-Ideas-From-a-Parallel-Universe” and prize eunuch of the Liarbril Party) thinks it is better to be working poor rather than poor on social welfare benefits. This pathetically socially limited, theoretical libertarian doesn’t mind poverty: just the state of poverty you exist in.

It really makes you wonder which bit of his alleged idol’s most salient aphorism “Love One Another” he consistently fails to understand?

Le Jongleur has a competitor to his IPA in the CIS; another “Right-Wing, Libertarian, Free-Market,” thought bubble factory which judging from what I saw last night on QandA, is  staffed as well by loquacious 11 year old proto-fascist theorists in life. This mob too, tout themselves as the best thing since sliced bread which is par for the course with these seedy-minded hypocrites.

The storm will break soon.

Hoo-roo, Petals,

Shane.