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Shane Railing

G'day Petals,

short snippets from the Tardis State (Vic) where all used to go backwards but pundits, (mostly The Ugly American, Murdoch's shills), are postulating that we may soon return to a monotonous ennui which only the Ruling Rabble can manifest.

Matty, Thug Guy, opposition Don for the Ruling Rabble, fresh from having Lobster lunches with what police allege are Mafia figures and costing the state millions in compensation for his land sales frolics has launched his cabal's election campaign with a two pronged assault on Labor. The first is a lowest common denominator, racist dog-whistle campaign against Africans, promoting fear, xenophobia and hate: negative qualities the Ruling Rabble has in spades as they seem to find positive and progressive thinking far too subtle and arduous.

Under cover of "Laura Norder" these right-wing Free-Speech-For-All hypocrites, when pushed to explain their policy in detail constantly fall back on slogans to define their parody of democracy and really might be better employed by first putting their own house in order as another NSW Ruling Rabble MP has just resigned after revelations in an ICAC inquiry involving a multi-million dollar property deal with Chinese developers.... and then there's this....

The second prong in their attack is public transport: they are going to build an extension to the Cranbourne line. Well, isn't that just fine?

 Considering it was their pin-up boy, Boof-head Kennett who closed it down 28 years ago as unviable, that  piece of history  sort of took the gloss off competing with premier Dan Andrew's achievements in the transport sphere.

Andrews has also announced that education was to be a priority if he's re-elected, recently noting that 128 schools need to be built  to cover population growth. It really was a pity that Boof-head when premier, 28 years ago closed 128 schools in his ideological jihad against teachers and state education.

One thing you can be certain of Possums, is that whenever the Ruling Rabble are elected, future proofing the state comes a very poor second to paying their dues to their supporters and consequently services to the public are degraded to a point where it takes years to redress the balance.

In the federal circus, Barnyard Joyce has been has been found not in breach of his travel entitlements because he was "on-the-job" at the time. But we all knew that anyway.

Serial fashionista and part-time foreign minister Asbestos Bishop, raised eyebrows when virtually implying that her Ruling Rabble was to be credited with organizing the team saving the Thai boys trapped in a watery cave. It is understood that in her flick of the head to moue at the TV cameras, her 15 cm  gorgeous designer drop earring smacked her jaw and she was temporarily stunned which explains another of her cringe-worthy moments.

The AFP vehicle seen outside The Harpy, Cash's office is understood not to be there to finalise their nine month investigation into her leaking media department but to seek advice as whether to have celebrity chef  Calamari Calombaris  pay his staff appropriately. This was fruitless as it seems that the address is, in effect, a retail outlet for white-boards and The Harpy who has shown no interest in wage justice, except for herself could not be found.

Mummy's Boy and foreign citizen from the Deep North, Bruiser Canavan fronted "Insiders" today to spruik his coal qualifications and his concept of The National Energy Agreement  which Truffles and Fiction's are trying to cobble together ...I had an image of him that his brain looked like a little kid running around a very big but almost empty toy store grabbing at whatever took his fancy and mumbling something about it then putting it down anywhere and picking up something else and mumbling on.... goodness it's obvious he knows the jig is up... all he spouts is drivel!

Just like Bookshelves Brandis appointing 72 of his Ruling Rabble cronies and mates to administrative positions just before the last election, Scummo Morrison has seen fit to fiat a Ruling Rabble staffer as Secretary to the Treasury and another staffer to a top position in the Productivity Commission. Contemplating the near disastrous fiscal situation this incompetent Rabble have managed to produce in the past five years and the blatant political stacking of key advisory bodies, if  Labor wins the next election, one might expect that the Night of The Long Knives could well look like the Teddy Bear's Picnic.

Hooroo Petals,

Shane.

seeing a tangled web and brewing storm

G’day, you three Petals,

it’s been an odd year of comings and goings …a lot of goings and changes of direction which will really become manifest further into 2016.

I’m not sure whether this society is becoming less independent as western culture becomes more controlled by consumerism and mass media than ever and  is why the “Selfie” has become such a popular an expression of identity or if it’s just another fad or the ultimate expression of selfishness and alienation from a sense of collective. So I decided to illustrate this “year-in-review” rant with a selection of people taking “selfies” from our mid year trip to France and England.

Shortly before we left for Europe Mrs Wombat was obliged to step into a senior role in her workplace for some months. At the end of it the staff showed their appreciation by putting together a gift package of an excellent bottle of wine and a lunch for two at one of Victoria’s best restaurants, The Lake-house in Daylesford. We duly went for a superb lunch the day before we flew out for Paris.

About the same time I received a postal note that there was a parcel to be picked up. It turned out to be a presentation pack of cheap bubbly with two glasses. Intended as a thank-you for the ten years work I had done for this particular ballet group I really didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at the tawdry crassness in the Yin-Yang comparison of the two offerings.

Needless to say my feeling that this was a “Dear John” type message was realised after returning from the trip to find that without explanation or reasons I was to be elbowed aside as superfluous to this ensemble’s needs.

Having long observed this group and cognisant of their extraordinary ability to shoot themselves in the foot, this latest episode will no doubt end badly, too.

It’s fair to say that I was slowing down photographically and becoming less and less motivated by the dancers. It seems the capacity for collective effort is fast disappearing and as the “self” rules. To me that’s not interesting at all.

The revelation too, of seeing a lot of Aime’s Jules Dalou’s sculptures in both the Musee d’Orsay and in London’s Victoria and Albert has re-kindled a desire to return to sculpture.

Having long been impressed by his work as this early piece of mine indicates,  (inspired by one of his works in the NGV) I am slowly getting back into production.

There is also the influence of memories from both Wells and Exeter Cathedrals and the sculptures there, too.

And yes, my part in the bathroom renovation is complete just waiting for the splash-backs to be installed …so no pics till it’s fully finished.

Wombat Droppings

or Australia’s inexorable slide into fascism.

 Opposition leader Willy Shortstuff was recently nailed by a member of the public talking on his mobile phone whilst driving. Whack! A fine was issued for $425.
Two weeks later Ex ABC presenter but Liarbril, Sarah Henderson of the Canberra ruling rabble was filmed doing the same. Silence!

One staff member was sacked and three others suspended from Customs when they did a “random” search of  “Asbestos” Bishop arriving back from one of her overseas trips. This happened a week after this Foreign Minister (whom the Chinese think a fool) spent $30,000.00 of our taxes to fly herself and her current B/F via the RAAF from partying in Perth to return to Canberra. Again, silence. Although one of the more sane ex-pollies around, Tony Windsor got her measure when he opined that she was “…as loyal as the direction of the breeze.”

“Vichy” Abetz (Tasmanian Devil) and Greg “Addled” Sheridan, (History re-writer for “The-Ugly-American’s failing rag, The Oz) caused much hilarity when both exposed their collective wet dream of “Rabid-the-Hun” being returned to the front bench 

Presumably to eat raw onions

It turns out that pretend prime miniature, Malcon Turdball-Fop’s National Broadband Network is the dud that its critics indicated it would be. Seems that the copper wire between the two tin cans is “…not fit for purpose” and like I said at the time it will cost double and be a poorer system. Silence reigns about this agile innovation,too.

The ABC is to have a new boss….. c/o “The Ugly American”, Murdoch who apparently is happy to implement the IPA’s vision of privatising it. I think there’s a storm about to brew. Silence

“The-Coots-With-Queer-Ideas-From-a-Parallel-Universe” poster boy, Timmy “The-Twat- Freedom-Man” Wilson was recently impressing Palestinians with his intellect whilst on a junket with Chwissie "The-Whne and Perfect-Prat-of-a-Prefect,” Pyne and “Chopper/Kero Bath” Bishop. Palestinians thought them “..ill educated and rude;”  another inglorious chapter in Australia’s demise as a civilized nation under this rabble.

Cardinal, The Graceless, George "Pell-Pot"is too sick to travel from Rome to attend the Royal Commission into child abuse. Hmmm... nervous of his own crucifixion?

At a time when it has been announced that fully 1/3 of big companies pay no tax whatsoever, Fiscal Fool “The Drone” Morisson thinks that ripping Medicare up, raising the GST by 50%, slugging pensioners and cutting school funding is a good thing for the nation. The only bright part of this is that he is losing his hair faster than the economy is failing.
As actor and comedian Barry Humphries said on one of his early returns from Britain, "I want Australia to be the laughing stock of the world." Unfortunately his satire pales into insignificance compared to the reality of this Kafka-esquely incompetent ruling rabble.
There has never been in Australia's history  such a hate-filled, unimaginative, venal, mendacious, corrupt and Quisling, mongrel mob than the present parliament. 

The mongrels are going for broke; they want a fully privatised capitalist market economy in place before they ban elections, call a state of emergency and have the “Ugly American’s” sycophantic toady “Le Jongleur” Roskam installed as general manager… there are dark times ahead.

2016 will likely be the final chapter in Australia’s democracy unless the nation wakes up to what is happening.

Hoo-roo Possums,

Shane

seeing a New World Order

Shane the Builder

G’day Possums,

Well, this burrows bathroom restyle would have been quicker to build afresh than renovate… but we are in the home stretch with just tiling and splash-backs to install so next post should show the finished piece of work.

Having single-handedly built the burrow in the first place, I have been spending much time tweaking walls and ceilings to plumb and true and discovering how much shrinkage there has been to the original timbers.

Ahh… Next year in Jerusalem!

Wombat Droppings…

The Chronicle of Australia’s Inexorable Slide into Fascism.

Parisian’s have had a moment of real horror and the like the rest of the world, Oz lit up like the French Tricolour. We barely mentioned a similar brutality in Beirut and certainly didn’t light up the Cedars of Lebanon!

The French events have emboldened a moronic little cabal calling themselves the “United Penis-Head Front of Orstraya,” or something like that, to produce little stickers with the words “Ban Islam” combined with an illustration of “Skull and Crossbones”. Whether this is to advertise a new Caribbean Pirate film by placing them on shopping trolleys or attract the attention of race-hate purveyor Alan “Bondi” Jones by putting them in toilets is, as yet, unclear. But this handful of embarrassment’s political thinking, knowledge, philosophy and level of intelligence is so confused that they could be advertising a new “Pop” group who can’t spell either.

Malcon Turnbullfop, fresh from assassinating the previous leader of the Ruling Rabble, Rabid-the-Hun, and on his way from counting his Shekels in the Cayman Islands was asked his thoughts on the French atrocity. Interestingly, this loquacious, communicator was surprisingly wooden, clichéd and conventionally prosaic in his response and seemingly lacking a sense of empathy about the situation. Caught “on-the-hop,” did our new and popular with many, ruling rabble leader show in this vignette, the first crack in his smooth persona and the cold reality that lurks just beneath?  He seemed to be listening to himself, not speaking out and from the heart. Unable to perform from script Turnbull-Fop, faltered.

Not so “Dodo” Dutton, Non-Immigration Minister.

Asylum seeker refugees get raped and pregnant…Meh!

Self immolate…Meh! 

Are murdered…Meh!

Full of faux empathy for Syrian asylum seekers this monstrous incompetent conveniently ignores the people incarcerated in Concentration Camps on Manus and Christmas Islands who are now being joined by what he says are “hardened criminals” who haven’t paid their traffic fines.

“Dodo” has not indicated if he will follow the Indonesian suggestion that all the “Baddies” be dumped on an island surrounded by Salt-Water Crocodiles and left to fend for themselves via Food drops. Although it seems to me that swimming with “Saltys” would be safer than trusting a Liarbril.

There has been a riot…what do we know …not much, as it is all off limits to all but the select few of propagandists from The “Ugly American” Murdoch’s tabloids.

We do know however, that it is now a crime to report rapes, maltreatment or anything detrimental to ruling rabble commands.

Germany, 1935?

While the electorate’s Ostrich-like capacities become more and more apparent… the slide continues.
This week was the 40th anniversary of the coup which removed an elected government.
It was a time when an unelected representative of a foreign monarch, with advice from two liarbril senior legals plotted against Whitlam's  government and got what they wanted, so creating lasting social and political division.
When you look back on the history of this country, is there anything in the right-wing agenda that has ever benefitted the whole rather than a select few?
And on a last note: Foreign Minister for fashion, Julie "Asbestos" Bishop has been vetoed by Russia's Premier, Vladimir Putin from attending talks to solve the turmoil  induced by Western powers in Syria. Putin, like many here, finds her too abrasive and of little content. In another demonstration of the fascist control of the media, you would have better luck finding a needle in a haystack than reports of this snub.  Which, if it were a Labor government minister, would almost be a cause for a Royal Commission into ministerial incompetence.  

Hoo-roo, Petals,

Shane.