Trick or Treat

Shane driving the Tumbril

G'day Possums,

Well, it's been a fortnight since the Ruling Rabble had its nose bloodied at the  bye-election stoush in Wentworth and, doing what they do best, have scattered off in all directions, each proclaiming "the truth" of their own personal salvation and thereby the world's but really, all in their personal Tricking or Treating they are just doubling-down and digging deeper into the hole to the oblivion they have created for themselves.

Scummo Morrison, Prime Miniature du jour, ever the faithful but insensitive to reality has decided that Tricking a full frontal assault; a tactic that has won him position at other times, was the strategy to employ. Unfortunately a wider public than a pre-selection panel of dubious ken were little impressed with his shilly-shallying over churchmen wanting to have "the right" to sack gay teachers from their schools particularly as it came not long after he offered an apology in parliament to victims of sexual abuse by similar churchmen. Rightly heckled by some of the gathering for his Pentacostalist  hypocrisy in voting against this Royal Commission he had to chagrin and bear it as the RC's originator, Julia Gillard was warmly received by the same congregation and in front of those "xtians" who did most to revile her during her Prime Ministership.

Big Red Gillard having also been presented with her PM portrait had a Treat spending time with parliamentary cleaners and having photographs taken  showing  judgment and grace in only briefly accepting the cynical congratulations of her misogynistic foe, Rabid-the-Hun whom she left like a stranded Goldfish till she was ready for him.

Full moon.

Bronnie Chopper Bishop got her Speakers portrait in parliament house, too…memorialising a life of service to herself and her Ruling Rabble.

Her claims to fame were that she made Kerosene the de rigueur medical treatment for the elderly in nursing homes... which is almost as notable as her overtly biased rulings and throwing only Labor pollies “out of the house” when Speaker!

Chopper’s portrait is rumoured to have bullet-proof glass and to be easily cleaned of spittle.

"We'll go the full course," bellowed Scummo, smugly (...as some wit likened him to the Captain of the Titanic explaining to the passengers that he had only stopped to take on ice...) as more of his crew fell into formation with their Tricks as their life preservers.

Dan, Minister for Everything, Tehan proved he had imbibed Orwell's "1984" by announcing his support of the previous un-education minister, Simple Simon Birmingham's Fatwah of ministerial prerogative in what academics are allowed to research.  Preaching that if it wasn't in "the National Interest" the research wouldn't get a grant and to that end he has instituted a "Ministry of Middle-Class Banality and Truthiness and Relevance."  "We want to make sure that what the academics put forward as part of their research proposals will benefit Australia over the coming years," Mr Tehan said. Research like: "How to Clean Coal for Opera House Sails Advertising", "The Problems Posed by Female Influence in the Liberal Party",  "Ten variations of the Sieg Heil Salute for Young Nationals in The Deep North",  "Are relaxed Gun Laws Just the Shot?" and "Why is, David Loopy, Leyonhjelm?" Research shall be presented in 25 words or less and they shall be no more than two syllables each and in large print without distracting serifs, with explanations and definitions for Senators McDonald, Abetz, Leyonhjelm.... and a picture version, in colour, for The Red Terror, Hanson!

 

Warped View

David, Patterson's Curse, Littleproud  Minister Land-clearing and Sheep Slaughter has provided a perfect demonstration of Ruling Rabble operational tactics by loquaciously reversing the cuts made by his lush  predecessor Barnyard Joyce to live sheep trade operations by  instituting an independent oversight officer who will busily make sure that nothing will change.

 

Warped View 2

Treating, as a result of the Wentworth slaughter, Craig Boozer Laundy and Julia I-Could-Live-On-$40.00-A-Day, Banks have both made offerings to the national discourse.

Boozer has decided that his colleagues are too much in the thrall of geriatric right-wing shock jocks with predilections for London Toilet Trolling and have lost the concept of being a leaders and prefer to be led by the nose to the fringes of relevance.

Their silence was deafening.

I-Could-Live-On-$40.00-A-Day, Banks has decided that the trauma of being bullied by her Ruling Rabble colleagues was so severe that she is considering standing as an independent. Which in other situations might be called masochism. 

If Banks does contest, she will be standing against the woman who engineered her narrow victory with a Chinese language dis-information campaign...

 那會很有趣

 
The Sleep of Reason

Interesting how these two have found their Road to Damascus, redemption as they stare into the abyss...

Hoo-roo Petals,

Shane.

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.