Sunday 18 August 2019

Ta-ta, Tuvalu.




Shane in the Snow

G'day Possums,

It's been a bit cold here in the burrow but nought compared to the frigid shoulder our prime miniature du jour, liar-from-the-shire, happy-clapping- faux-xtian-anti-christ got from Pacific Island's leaders when he snotted on their aspirations at not wanting their nation states to drown because of the developed worlds penchant for fossil fuels.


Sporting a maliciously designed islander hat of flowers that made Scummo appear more thickly Bogan than usual  and flanked by his "bestie-of-the-moment" The Shifty-Eyed Hawke, Scummo  managed not only to alienate our Pacific neighbours but also promote the Chinese cause in the region, insult New Zealand's PM ( yes, they have a real Prime Minister), embarrass Australia internationally, and with "proof-positive" demonstrate again just how bereft of social and economic nouse, climate and energy policy this rancid IPA controlled Ruling Rabble are.


Fearing the Bogan Happy-Clapper, Anti-Christ  was getting deserved bad press by the sheer lack of enthusiasm in his Pacific debacle that was being displayed by the Ugly American's media, Sydney's Turd from 2GB, Toilet-Boy, Jones employed his famous double play where he distracts attention with a "look-over-there..." comment but which also gains the narcissist the notice he so desperately craves from his dwindling audience of geriatric racist, misogynists.
Calling for Scummo's minders to advise the Liar-from-the Shire to tell NZ's Jacinda Ardern that she should have Scummo "....give her a few back-handers..." and have a  "...sock pushed down her throat..." by having the temerity to question Australia's commitment to amelirorating climate change,
Toilet-Boy thus added to his already replete lexicon of misogyny and hate speech and basked in the notoriety of his foulness when called to task, with the insulting justification that he had meant to say "stick a sock in it"...and that he, once again victim, had been "wilfully misinterpreted".
But advertisers who must have thought otherwise began to desert 2GB and management warned Toilet Boy that if he insulted Adhern again his contract was void by applying the old 375 -strikes-and- you're-out, rule!  
So, Toilet-Boy, hero to the last, apologised to Ardern, "...like a man..." in the hope of stemming the tide of receding revenue.
But why is this damaging, toilet-trolling, race-baiting, misogynist, climate denier and love-letter writer to young school-boys employed as a public broadcaster in the first place?  This is another matter that says much about the right-wing's, values, concept of free speech....not to mention, taste  but as Fictions The Innumerate, Frydenberg said "...he's the mainstay..." of the Ruling Rabble's propaganda arm!


Not to be outdone in the "look-over-there" game Scummo,  unfortunately escaping the drowning Pacific, landed back in Oz to announce....Ta, Daaaa... that he's on the warpath against that dreadful mob "Get-Up".
(Yawn)!
But his deputy, Mc What's-is-name couldn't resist his paternalistic, provincial and undiplomatic best by telling an audience how much we cared for the Islanders ..."...cause they will survive... 'cause they come here to earn money to pick fruit"! 
This is leadership?


Down South and reprising Thomas a' Beckett's C12th stance on the primacy of canon law over the secular, Victoria's Catlic Archbishop Denise Camisole avowed that he would prefer prison rather than reporting to police, paedophilia heard expressed in the confessional.
Why then, are these types with insitiutionalised "form" and flouting the law allowed to run schools and be tax exempt?


As the world economy falls to pieces and silence permeates Oz, one can perhaps appreciate the point of Labor's opposition leader Albo's very quiet behaviour. In being seen and not heard  it becomes difficult for even the Ugly American's putrid media to blame them for what patently are the sins of the most corrupt, divisive and incompetent ruling rabble in the nations history.
It's winter Petals, but my discontent is not with the snow.
Hoo-roo,
Shane.

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