The Black Hole of the Ruling Rabble

G'day Possums,

As an entity from which no light escapes, calling the current Ruling Rabble (also erroneously labelled the Liberal / National Party Government) a Black Hole is a more suitable description of the most corrupt, incompetent and farcically venal accretion to ever soil the parliamentary benches in this country's history.

Having been sold-a-pup by Scummo Morrison and Rabid-the-Hun, Dodo Potato-Head Dutton engineers a coup to be played out against prime miniature Truffles with Quisling broadcasters in Sydney, Toilet-Boy Jones and Gutter-Mouthed Hadley in concert with Blot-on-the-Landscape Bolt in Melbourne providing a rancid chorus only to see deviousness win the day and Scummo grasping the tattered prize.

Along the way to this "new generation",  ruling rabble women are cajoled, intimidated and browbeaten to vote for Dodo-Potato-Head leaving one, $40.00 -a-day, Banks to spit the dummy and not re-contest a seat she would have probably lost any way, another, African-Gang-of-One Lucy Gichuhi threatening to name names, probably as an inducement to be upgraded in the senate ticket and the miffed Asbesto Bishop playing Will-I-Wont-I as to her vapid future in international shopping.

Sensitively defending the boy's club atmosphere of the ruling rabble, Crackers Kelly told the women that, "....they needed to learn to roll with the punches..." and Toilet-Boy Jones opined nationally that they imbibe "... a teaspoon of cement and toughen up!"  Hypocritically, Slit-her-(Gillard's)Throat Ciobo told us that "...there was no room in the ruling rabble for bullying!"

Then adding to the ruling rabble's deserved woes someone started leaking info as to Dodo-Potato-Head's mates-rates for Au Pair's  visas on humanitarian grounds while denying that same humanity to refugee children self-harming in the concentration camps of Nauru and Manus Island.  Dodo-Potato Head  returned fire claiming that Labor's Tony Burke had requested a visa for an Islamic preacher who, much like the now ascendant "right" of the ruling rabble, thinks homosexuals should be exterminated, only to have Burke say that this information was withheld from him by Dodo-Potato-Head. Now, given that Dodo-Potato-Head  is an ex-Deep North Copper I suspect he'd know a fair bit about writing witness statements and confessions a-priori.

Truffles meanwhile has left the building, resigned and tripped off to NY leaving his seat of Wentworth to its own devices in coping with its bye-election and taking a huge swag of his popular vote with him. So much so that polls are having Labor 50-50 with the ruling rabble and historically within reach of taking a seat they have never ever won. Truffle's son has said that Truffles ".. fought the stupid but stupid won", and has gone into bat for Labor saying they would be a much better investment than the ruling rabble. When asked to appear on The Ugly American Murdoch's Fox in Oz, Sky News he responded that "... he would rather spend time with his children than with old white men off their meds!"

Down in The Tardis State, Premier Dan-The-Man, Andrews like the ruling rabble's state cabal, has thrown convention to the winds and released thousands of documents relating to Matty Thug Guy's expensive frolic in Ventnor early in his reign as un-planning minister. Seems that Matty, who had a reputation for ignoring advice, did so regarding this matter, and cost the taxpayer nearly $3,000,000.00 instead of $250,000.00 as advised by 3 senior council in order to save his own skin and job. I've mentioned this many times before in posts and it is good to see evidence of just how tawdry and nasty this little Thug, Guy is: apart from Lobster lunches with alleged Mafia types and other dubious land re-zoning deals as well!

Ahh, Petals, The Ruling Rabble now being federally "managed" by a Happy-Clapper adherent to "prosperity xtianity" a philosophy which I doubt  even Jesus would recognize, a ruling rabble being infiltrated by oddball types of Joseph Smith loopiness, a ruling rabble still being misguided by the idiocy of the IPA's selfish anti social agendas, a ruling rabble completely out of touch with the realities of not just the country but the world...... what else can you call where we are at but a black hole?

Hoo-roo Petals

Shane.

All at Sea.

Shane w/ Mt Gambier stone

G'day Possums,

goodness, it's been a silent month….but as the pic testify's, work was afoot.

What started as "…let's replace the carpet," progressed to.... "Well, I could re-align that wall upstairs…take that door around the corner… and what if…..?

And, so it went:  new doors,  ditch architraves and re-introduce stone., necessitating a trip to Mt Gambier to purchase more….. and although Mt Gambier might not be the centre of the universe, their Sorrento Café could well be… excellent food, affable staff and good service .. it's more than a café.  Breakfast to dinner.

Lower a ceiling, and do an almost full re-paint….re-line new walls with limed ply and re-discover what the place was about when originally designed. 

Exciting… and debilitating in a dirty, dusty space.

There was a time when Shane Wombat got a little depressed throwing away so much photographic and drawing history (mostly repeated stuff)  and storing more, till he felt he had no existence or space to live in that he knew at all.

But eventually it was, bar some minor little bits, done!

 All of which meant that a break was necessary and with a significant anniversary due..  it was off to Apollo Bay for a couple of days to re-calibrate, celebrate, relax and where the images and the current political malaise seemed to coincide.

Selfie Absorption.

Acting as a simpering apologist for a failed would-be governing body, today Fiction's Frydenberg's whole speech at the National Press Club was, without him being aware of it, a damning critique of the so-called "free market" and an expose' of the ludicrousness of a fragmented privatised energy market over which any government has little control: particularly this incompetent and divided cabal of a ruling rabble.

In a pathetic attempt to blame all and sundry for the disintegrating power system other than their own ideological ineptitude in recognizing the future, he recalled the tired old shibboleths of …blame labor …. blame their carbon tax… even though it would still have traction economically.

Poor Fictions… it's hard to understand that he really, really  believes the bullshit he coughs up!

 

Detritus.

The Red Terror of the Deep North, Appalling Hanson, managed to depress her low standing even further by targeting the winning Indian air-pistol competitors at the Commonwealth Games and calling them  Muslims…. they were all Hindi… and then jibing along the lines of:  "No wonder they won, shooting is a lot of what they do…..", to cement her stupidity. 
The limited intelligence from Ipswich then decided that there had been too much indigenous activity in the opening ceremony, which was to her feeble understanding, "outrageous" and besides,  "I'm indigenous, too!" she flatulated.

 

Uneasy Lies the Head...

Great uncle Otto's boy, Vichy Abetz has joined a with few others of similarly limited imagination, Cap'n Catlic Andrews, Rabid-the-Hun, Barnyard Joyce and Craig, Crackers Kelly to form the frivolously called Monash Forum.

Geese and Scavengers

 Named after General Sir John Monash of WW1 fame and later a significant consolidator of disparate private electricity companies to create the successful and profitably large employer, the  State Electricity Commission of Victoria….........until ex-premier and fellow ruling rabble Neanderthal Bovver-Boy, Foot-in-Mouth Kennett privatised it and sold it to the Malaysian Government and buggered supply and distribution costs to all Victorians.

 

...nuff said!

Vichy obviously wasn't told either, that Monash was a Jew;  one of those his great Uncle Otto sent from France in 1944 to the Nazi gas-ovens; and Barnyard also doesn't ken that Monash created wealth for the state: not, as he has done with the Murray/Darling and the Pesticides Authority of Dept of Agriculture, destroyed things.

Rabid-the-Hun demonstrated his commitment to this pathetic cabal by organizing a bike ride circling back to the future, past a coal fired power station demonstrating C19th technology.

As for Cap'n Catlic and Crackers? Their unreported silence was appreciated by all.

 

Mrs Wombat and a pastiche of J. Bishop.

Barnyard, whilst waiting for his mistress' and his assumed progeny to be born attempted to appear relevant by firing blanks at the Prime Miniature for equalling  Rabid-the-Hun's record of losing 30 consecutive polls (… the ruling rabble's 60th, btw) and hypocritically calling on Truffles to be "honourable" and stand down if things hadn't improved by xmas.

It was not announced where he had found that word or whether he actually understood its meaning before it curdled in his mouth.

 

ruling rabble policy setting.

Truffles, sadly found some solace in his miserable poll results in that most of his ruling rabble fellow travellers didn't want another leadership spill and would seem to want to see him "in situ" till his next electoral evisceration or Madame Guillotine beckons… whichever comes first.

I'm hoping for the latter and have begun buying yarn.

Cheers Petals,

Shane.

and then there was Rachel B....and her indefatigable dog..... 

and the Otways... lovely place...

Do I hear a Tumbril Rolling?

G'day Possums,

Truffles in a suit, pretends to  clean down a section of muddy flood damaged wall with  a nail brush.... next he'll be wiping Rabid-the-Hun's feet at some bloody Catlic Easter ceremony!  

Then, with his "Tin" political ear finely attuned he refused a snag sandwich on a street walk....so it's perfectly understandable why the  China / Australian extradition treaty was backflipped 10 minutes after saying they had approved it but forgot to tell their trade minister who was at the time extolling its virtues on national TV.... How much more incompetent can they get?  

The pics Petals, are suitably revolutionary, from that rather grim place in Paris called the Conciergerie, where from memory, some 1600 aristocrats and others were incarcerated and eventually went to the guillotine during the Terror, feeling the anger of the oppressed of an unequal society.

 Dane, Helle Thorning-Schmidt and ex-prime minister of that nation eviscerated Frydenberg on QandA.  Asking where, the bloody hell Australia was in world affairs now, she exposed the narrow minded, mealy mouthed and unimaginative rabble that rule us!

Fictions Frydenberg and his back-up The Righteous, Kelly seemed rather quiet on that episode... almost as if they understood, at last, that their trickle-down neanderthal-isms and reverse energy myopia were economically and socially useless and their ravings had also been blighted by the positive humanitarian works of Yunus and Thorning-Schmidt.

Fictions playing at being a "leader" of Alt energy was such a farce...and the audience far too polite!

The Conciergerie

The excuse of a federal treasurer, whose loathe to publish any economic modelling to justify how his  one solitary policy, "Trickle-Down" will work, suggested that journalists should go and ask people at the pub about the benefits of the government's company tax cuts.

As one wit observed, it makes sense to ask drunk people for an endorsement of your policy.

Australia under this ruling rabble is drifting to disaster.....

That case perhaps best exemplified by three of the current "darlings' of right-wing talk back and commentary, the Preening Princess, Daisy Cousens, The Gorgon Downer and the malicious Septic Tank, Helen Andrews. All three were given promo's in  a "puff-piece' in a Fairfax weekend mag which although it was at length, said little about these harridans of the right precisely because they actually have nothing to offer other than their own inflated, and over-entitled egos.

The Conciergerie

As symptoms of a failing society these women are exemplars.

Gorgon Downer thinks the minimum wage should be abolished along with penalty rates for the low paid (this current insanity being pushed by her playskool sandpit club for the intellectually and imaginatively bereft, the IPA) and that Brexit was Britain's finest hour since the Battle of. She is interesting to listen to as she becomes completely flummoxed when presented with the economic disaster the implementation of the IPA wish-list is making of this country and apart from repeating the rote cant of Thatcherism, has little of substance to convey. Which is probably why Timmy the Twat ex-Freedom Man Wilson got pre-selection in a safe seat ahead of her.

The Septic Tank, Andrew's, (whose sole qualification is apparently a degree in religious studies, which tells you much) avows a liking for disputation and conflict and public speaking. The pity being she lives in the past and wants to replicate the feudal system. But then, as Oscar Wilde pointed out, America passed from barbarism to decadence with no civilisation in between; so with her cultural baggage and fascination with make-believe friends, her lack of humanity should come as no surprise.

The Preening Princess is, well... just that!  Terming herself a controversialist she's happy to  blather-on  in what she thinks prettily about anything that upsets people..... a sort of delusional child libertarian who really should just "Shuffle Off To Buffalo" and set her "new conservative rebellion" to suitably shrill noises.

These destructive women offer nothing except pain, poverty and the maintenance of their own privileged positions. They present nothing except the return to a class system that millions have lost their lives fighting to overcome and represent all that is regressive, cruel, outdated and just plain wrong.

The Conciergerie

Comedian Tom Ballard got it right, ".....there's one thing we get wrong in Australian politics.... we don't assassinate them often enough!"

The Conciergerie

"Ohhh the Pikes, The Pike's are co-oming......remember the Conciergerie...

Hoo-roo Petals

Shane

Rotten to the Core

being a basket case

G'day Petals,
what times we live in.

With the booting of Sussan Ley from her position as Health Minister because she was an embarrassment to the Ruling Rabble, Prime Miniature Truffles  has appointed an even bigger shonk to the position.

 Arfah Da Spiv Sinodinas.  Arfah, you might recall was severely memory challenged at the corruption investigation in Sydney a couple of years ago when asked about who gave what to whom when  he was fundraising treasurer for the Liarbril party.

That he was also working at the time for outstanding remuneration, vis-s-vis hours worked, for the now jailed Labor Party shonk, Eddie Obeid should ring alarm bells but this is the new Australia where political corruption is just about the only growth area of the economy.
Bronnie, Kero/Chopper Bishop came to Ley's defence arguing that Socialism was to blame and to a certain extent she's correct. The failed and most biased Speaker of the Parliament was certainly assiduous in distributing taxpayer funds for her own entitled benefit before she too was dumped as an embarrassment  and presently shows no sign of being coy in taking $200,000.00 of taxpayer money each year as her parliamentary pension.

Australia : Before and After or Rotten to the Core 

Slit-Her-Throat Ciobo, a very nasty piece of Liarbril work, chimed in too, opining that we taxpayers "expect" that we should pay for these entitled people to attend sporting fixtures and other social events, drink the free booze and to schmooze with the "A" list whilst sorting out future employment opportunity's.

But not so our Foreign minister Jules, Asbestos Bishop.  Mindful of her propensity to make very expensive RAAF travel arrangements with her current B/F Asbestos this year bailed out of attending the Portsea Polo extravaganza, probably assessing it too unseemly that she should pay with her own money to talk matters equine as she did last year. No wonder the Chinese said she was a fool.

Capn Catlic, Andrews hit us for $2,000.00 to attend a prayer session with other right-wingers in the US forgetting that his christ allegedly threw the money lenders out of the temple not invited them in.

Horse-Shite Cormann has spent $23,000.00  taking his family on holidays to Broome at our expense whilst as finance minister he strips back welfare, medicare, education, pensions because we're too expensive to run.

Apparently, 650 big companies pay no tax at all and Truffles is trying to give them all a $50,000,000,000.00 hand-out!

Time for the tumbrils to roll eh, Possums?

Shane

The madness continues...

Shane Chillin' in the sun

G'day Petals,

We took a little jaunt to Daylesford t'other day and did a sampling of the Mineral Springs there. It was very interesting that each of the five springs we sampled had different flavours and strengths .... some pics of the scenery follow.... the madness that continues...

 "According to The Age, there will be a new show (on tele?) for pollies, it will be an un-moderated “journalist-free zone”, with the two politicians independently setting the program’s entire agenda and deciding what topics to discuss. Pyne told Fairfax he wanted to ‘showcase his sense of humour’, and “go into the important issues in depth and communicate to the public our policy positions and the reasons for them” — you know, like a press conference, minus all the journalists -and any hard-hitting questions."  Which is really problematic as Chwissie-the-Whyne-and-Perfect-Prat-of-a-Prefect, Pyne has a sense of humour only an addled right wing conservative could understand and hasn't had a coherent policy stance since entering parliament 23 years ago.

Who needs the X -Files for a fantasy trip?

 

Daylesford

Speaking of fantasy trips...Rabid-the-Hun has gone to Murdoch-land to deliver a speech to a  group of xtian fascists who actually like that he stands for values that are not fair, inclusive or sympathetic.

 He was followed by Captain Catlic, "Medieval" Andrews who was attending a "prayer-Meeting" in Washington rather than doing his duty as an elected representative here in Oz.

As both are attending right wing fundamentalist religious hate groups, one wonders whether they should be gaoled on return to Oz as they would like to do  to those who go away and fight for ISIS.

Any hope that Malcon "Truffles" Turdball-Fop can be trusted finally went out the window when it was announced that CSIRO is to lose another 230 scientists from the climate modelling division; a unit regarded as one of the world's best, which leaves Truffles clarion call to innovation as tattered as is his bowdlerized tin can and copper wire broadband scheme. Then on "Insiders" he trots out the same B/S of stopping-the -boats, (all 23 of them), never mentions that we are paying the people smugglers to turn around and take them back and supports the incarceration of children in concentration camps. What a monumental bore... loquacious pap dribbles from his mouth every time he opens it! 

It never ceases to amaze me that the only thing these mongrel Liarbrils are good at, (besides lining their own pockets) is destroying things!

 

from Mt Franklin

In 21/2 years there has not been a single positive policy outcome that has benefited the nation and now they are promoting the "reform" of the tax system by which they mean hiking the GST up by 50%!

There is not one single thing they have done which was part of a policy agenda put before the people at the last election. In their typically shambolic fashion the ruling rabble just keep putting  forward IPA thought bubbles in place of real policy that would benefit the nation and its future.

As Shorten has said of Truffles and the ruling rabble: ".... they talk a lot but they don't make decisions..." The relief of not having Rabid-the-Hun stirring up hate, fear and loathing is being superseded by a similar Kafka-esque quality of fantasy in that Truffles keeps talking but says nothing.

And aping Trump the Frump... Senator David Leyonhjelm opined on Truffles popularity that .." He could probably threaten to kill you first-born and still get elected."  Loopy Leyonhjelm certainly has a way with words....

 

tree roots

We're off to a rally tomorrow about the concentration camps we are running for refugees and their children.... it will be interesting to see if it's mentioned in the MSM or whether the  Border Farce SS storm troopers will attend, too.

What a country we've become.

Hoo-roo, Possums,

Shane

with weeping and gnashing of teeth

with weeping and gnashing of teeth...

Shane with books of negs

G'day you two,

we've spent the last couple of weeks scanning all 591 negative sheets from the Ballet School from many years ago... a somewhat large task

old shots

Not long after the “The School’s” 50^th Anniversary get-together one of the participants, Deanna Watson contacted me to see A/ whether the photos of her she saw displayed were mine and, B/ did I have any more?

Answering “No” and “Yes,” I invited Deanna to view the files I had but as the majority of the early work had never been “proofed” it could only be viewed from the original negatives, which is difficult particularly for anyone not used to reading B&W negatives.

Then a couple more contacts followed also enquiring about their time at The School and at the launch of Maggie Scott’s biography, writer Michelle Potter evinced sufficient interest in this archive, as did some other notable alumnae present to warrant scanning all the work and making it available for those interested in viewing it.

There has since been a deal of interest in this archive and I'm pondering what to do with it ...

Australian Ballet School 1970

There's more info at  danceatthearchive.blogspot.com.au

Then we happened across Troy Barrett performing nicely at the Royal Mail hotel in Bacchus Marsh and took a couple of pics...

Troy Barrett

He's also online at  www.troybarrettmusic.com  where you can have a listen and download some samples.

Wombat Droppings
a chronicle of the disappearing of Egalitarianism and the inexorable rise of Fascism in Australia.

Well, Pretend Premier Dennis "Dodo" (Genus: Inutilus Rusticus) Napthine has been put to sleep. With Labor's Daniel Andrews administering the possible cure of the "Tardis" State's (Where-All-Goes-Backwards) woes... even to the extent of the Nationals looking like they will lose party status, also losing a seat held for 47 years to an independent.

Of course Rabid-the-Hun and his rabble take no responsibility for any of this but then telling "Porkies" is about all they're good at.
But there is much wailing and gnashing of teeth....
A defence Minister who talks down his own defence workforce, an Education minister who can't pronounce the names of those he's trying to bully into accepting $100,000.00 University fees, a Health Minister attempting to wreck one of the worlds best health systems and an Environment minister ...Oohh, just let's not go there....but let's not forget our Trade Minister, Andrew "Reboxetine" Robb giving away Oz jobs to the Chinese and signing off on having Multi-Nationals tell us what we can and can't do.

To say that the country is becoming a shambles is not overstating it.
The finest example of this shambles is the Federal parliament's Speaker, Bronwen "Kerosene-Pompador" Bishop who has ejected Labor opposition members a total of 285 times to Government members 5 times. Sometimes they are just asking a question... I know I have railed and ranted much about this putrid lot but there in no untruth in what I've said and unfortunately I've been pretty accurate as to the way I said things would turn out.

On election day I spent four hours handing out "How-to-Vote" cards at an Electoral booth
as well as having fun "winding-up" the Liarbrils  doing the same.
This has become a very divided country. A place that is fearful, reactionary, selfish and let's not mince words, stupid!
The Liarbrils had no plan for government. All they had was ideology and the far right "Free-Market" handbook supplied by the "Coot's-With-Queer-Ideas-From-a-Parallel-Universe," the IPA.
It doesn't work.
Only as a recipe for social dysfunction... that 's the only bit that's working for them!

Even their polling and tactical Svengali, Mark Textor knows that the hole they have dug themselves into is now almost too big to get out of .
The problem with that is that their hallmark nastily feral, brutish, and vindictive characters will extend to slashing about at anything in frustration, bloody-mindedness and sheer malice.
There are dark days ahead.
Hoo-roo Petals,
Shane