A Surplus of Lies

G'day Possums,

C5th Greek dramatist Aeschylus, was the first to say that "In war, truth is the first casualty"  anticipating in great measure the creations of our current Ruling Rabble, its faux intellectual base, "The-Coots-With-Queer-Ideas-From-a-Parallel-Universe," aka the IPA and its propaganda wing led by The Ugly American, Murdoch and also aided and abetted by various other media cabals like Channels 7, 9 and 10 who all deliberately trivialize and mis-inform the public as to the state of the nation.

Or should that be, a satire of a country?

Following the filming of the farcical misadventures of The Red Terror's No Notion Head Clown, 

Ashby The Sleaze and the Deep North's Miniatur-Fuhrer, Dropkick Dickson embarrassing the nation

with their clumsily inept attempts to ingratiate themselves with another fascisit organisation in the

Un-united States,  the NRA and the Koch brothers praying that filthy lucre would come their way by 

promising to water down our gun laws, their dictator Poorlean-Please-Explain, Hanson garbled her 

way through a presser with much misplaced righteous anger by shooting the messenger 

(because that's what you do with Al-Jazzeera Mussies, inn-it?) and boringly, again played the innocent victim 

with claims it was all a "set-up" and although Dropkick evinced all the emotional intelligence of an 

11 year old fantsist thug by wanting to "....Machine-Gun bathers from a beachside mansion ..." 

and The Sleaze admitted to "...no emotion at all..." (and for that matter, should have added, intelligence), 

they were mostly innocent and Scummo Morrison "...was a fool..., the ABC was without morals.. 

for running the programs..." and the Port Arthur Massacre which forced the restrictive gun laws 

was "..a government conspiracy..." because she'd read it in a blue book, which unlike herself, 

wasn't very thick. 

Unbelievably, all this said by a Senator for Queensland and her staff, proving that 

shit, also rises to the top.

"We're in the black, we're in the black" chorussed the Ruling Rabble "...and we've lowered 

taxes, too..." responded Fiction's Frydenberg, their pretend Treasurer.

Dominus Vobiscum... Et cum spiritu tuo.

Thus, in the beginning began the budget surplus. Not, as many are saying, on the underspending of 

billions of dollars on welfare services but on "prudent, careful" economic management, giggled and 

smirked the Ruling Rabble. 

That government debt, six years on, is now twice what it was when Labor "...had a debt and deficit 

disaster..." how can we now have a surplus? 

"Simple", say the Ruling Rabble "You're wrong or You're a liar. Our surplus starts next year so we 

have announced it now to make you feel good."

"You're wrong or You're a liar... that $180,000,000.00 we wasted on Christmas Island was a saving."

"You're wrong or You're a liar, all those roads and fast rail plans in knife-edge electorates is not 

Pork-Barrel bribery it's prudent economic management to save our skins."

"You're wrong or You're a liar, of course we can make financial forecasts 15 years ahead?"

"You're wrong or You're a liar... the NBN is a beautiful set-up ....and we don't need electric cars, 

but we do need more coal-fired power stations... and we're saving Medicare.... from itself and who 

cares about the environment or the Arts? 

And so it goes Petals... their "surplus" is perfection whilst Labor's bigger projected surplus is derided 

by the Ugly American's comics as The Magic Pudding... time will tell which "truth" this war will kill.

Hoo-roo Possums,

Shane.

Budget Blues or The Pea and Thimble Con.

 G'day Possums,

The blatant vindictiveness and almost mind numbing hypocrisy of this current ruling rabble has really come to the fore now that Willy Shortstuff has given his budget reply speech.

Labelling his gazumping of their paltry and deceitful tax cuts to low and middle income earners as "unbelieva-BILL" and revelling in three of his parliamentarians having to vacate the opposition benches to face bye-elections because of dual citizenship woes, their raucously, bitchy sloganeering is just a cover for fear of what in a few weeks will be a series of opinion polls which, in all likely-hood, will accurately indicate the paucity of their future national electoral prospects.

Lashing out by cutting funding to anyone they see as a threat, the national broadcaster the ABC has again been singled out for more punishment with another $84,000,000.00 being slashed from its budget bringing the total cuts to over $300,000,000.00 since 2013 when Rabid-the-Hun publicly lied and promised no cuts at all.

Graeme Innes former Disability and Discrimination Commissioner said, "This is about members of the Government having a view that the ABC is biased to the left....and when you think some-one is against you... you cut their funding."

...and on the same program Ugly American Murdoch shill, The Slug Sloane smirked as she agreed and said simply, "It was payback."

When Petals, I wrote the headline banner on the top of this blog I really hoped  that "...the inexorable slide into Fascism." would not happen. Obviously It was a forlorn hope as we are nearly at the bottom of that abyss as freedom of speech is attacked, unions are demonised and fined out of existence, wages are being cut and fear and anxiety are promoted whilst state surveillance is a growing threat to personal liberty.

I was speaking with an ABC staffer recently who said how much they enjoyed reading this blog  but went on indicate that "...it was more than their job was worth to comment publicly."

I suggested he complain to his nearest IPA manager over restriction of freedom of speech.

Even Gutless Guthrie the ABC's Murdoch trained MD has for once complained at the cuts and there is talk that morale is low and further, that staff are becoming restive.

Adding insult to injury in their Pea and Thimble chicanery, the ruling rabble have decided to spend some $48.7 millions of the ABC's cut to commemorate the 250th anniversary of Capt. Cook's landing. And with another monument .... making I believe, a total of 36 in the country.

Simon, The Simple Breheny, who has never been fettered by such an inhibiting factor as thinking and  also a shill from the IPA (Coot's-with-Queer-Ideas-From-a-Parallel-Universe) has shrilly alerted the world to Willy Shortstuff's budget-in-reply speech as being communist and that,  "... the idea of the State owning what you create, abhorrent."

Obviously unaware of the economic strength of Communist China, Simon The Simple rails against governments owning utilities (like the Malay and Chinese govs own significant electricity supplies here) or providing for Police, Hospitals, Schools, Broadcasting to the Nation and all those other economically wasteful services that actually bind communities together as a civil society.

Better, this hypocritical taxpayer funded think-tanker asserts, we spend our taxes on the 1% who know what's good for us and let the "free" market run wild.

More Coot's-with-Queer-Ideas-From-a-Parallel-Universe have popped up recently. One proselytising his cant on QandA,  Timmy, The Twat Wilson unfortunately was completely "owned" by self-described "Sustainability Provocateur, Designer, Sociologist, Experimental Educator and Social Change Maker," Leyla Acaroglu.  Openly laughing at The Twat's comments this bright young woman beautifully exposed the banality of the member for Goldstein's little mind and his utter embarrassing uselessness as a contemporary thinker and mightily discomforting this vain, right-wing lump into the bargain.

The third of this wretched trio is  Georgina, The Gorgon Downer who has gained ruling rabble pre-selection for the Adelaide seat of Mayo, being the third or fourth generation of Downers to bludge off the taxpayer in that seat.

Like her father, Fishnets-that-Batter, she is not noted for any outstanding qualities. The Gorgon has not, I reckon, had one original thought in her life, her rote IPA commentary on radio and TV being the most tediously soporific celebration of right-wing mediocrity that makes even Timmy Twat and Simon The Simple look like intellectuals of the first rank.

But, on the bright side, should the electors of Mayo let their better judgment desert them, at least she will no longer pollute the air waves in Victoria as much.

The pictures today are walls around Melbourne with which to bang your head against in frustration at this corrupted country.

Hoo-roo, Petals,

Shane

Hi-Ho, Hi-Ho, It's Down the Slippery Slope We Go ....

 

Reversing positions

G'day Possums,

In the British Museum in London there are casts of antiquities, things like Trajan's Column, Assyrian Reliefs, Renaissance sculptures: all copies made 100-150 years ago which are now important as models for degraded or destroyed monuments as they retain more detail than many of the existing originals. So copying can be useful .

Remember when, under Little Johnny Howard the concept of ministerial integrity and honesty began to be devalued? This is where it has led: the most corrupt, self-serving and incompetent ruling rabble ever to afflict this land has Dodo Dutton lying about the fracas on Manus and who says anything? Who in government holds him to account, who in the MSM takes any notice?   No-one.

Our slippery slope just added a few degrees of decline.

 

AFP in action.

The Australian Federal Police Force (the militia of the ruling rabble) has been given $320,000,000.00 extra to tackle terrorism.  On the same day the AFP announced that they will not be investigating The Minister for Inhuman Services, Alan Shylock Tudge for leaking to the media, private and personal details of a welfare recipient who wrote an opinion piece for Fairfax Media claiming Centrelink had "terrorised" her over a debt she claimed she did not owe.  Some weeks later, her personal details were supplied to a journalist who wrote a comment piece from the Government's perspective, raising the prospect that Centrelink had been "unfairly castigated". Nice bloke is Shylock.....

AFP is yet to confirm that a few Schekels of its new $320Mill will go toward assisting in banging up alleged fraudster and for Rabid-the-Hun, doyen of the Union movement, Kathy Fingers Jackson whose $1.5 million wealth and spending sprees were seemingly funded by union donations without their approval. Odd that Fingers ratted on fellow unionist Thompson over similar but smaller matters and that case was treated with alacrity .... there's that slippery slope again.

 

Audience

Many don't, but I quite like QandA, even though its even handedness is the 50's suburban Sunday lunch with the rellies sort of soiree,  where you-can talk about anything except religion, politics, sex and money; but within its managerial limitations it  does provide the ruling rabble guest an hour to display not only their incompetence but also their sheer lack of imagination. As did Digger Tehan recently, breaking into a sweat trying to justify the waste of $100,000,000.00 for the Sir John Monash museum at Villers-Brettoneaux and then his complete inability (or bloody-mindedness) to contextualize Gonski Mk#2, HECS payments, Uni fees and housing prices… even panellist Danni Addison quipped to him something apropos “… you’ve lost this audience…” and Dave Hughes …well just watch him…in one succinctly accurate analysis of Truffle's body language in meeting with Frump45, Hughes likened Truffles to  a 13 yo girl on a date with Justin Beiber. The program has its moments of truth.

When in NY Truffles had a meeting with his boss, The Ugly American Murdoch. It transpires that media rules will be changed to suit Murdoch's insatiable greed and need for world domination, so we can look forward to his total control over 95% of print, radio and television in the near future. Mitch, Useless Fifield, paper delivery boy to the IPA fatuously opined that this was a great step forward in journalistic and media diversity and agreed that donating $30,000,000.00 to Foxtel to cover women's sport was sound policy ...besides what would the ABC do with it?

Then came, THE BUDGET!

In an admission of failure, Scummo Morrison and Truffles slightly reversed tack from the hard right free market position of the last four years and presented measures they say are "fair," and "balanced."  Apart from filching half baked versions of Labor's policy's, and which given the ruling rabble's complete lack of talent, they will stuff up, does this signal a rejection of all that Rabid-the-Hun and Eleventy once promulgated and, as a corollary, the ideological hard line of the IPA?  The punitive Centrelink regime will stay. Sewers will be searched to track down welfare recipients doing drugs. Pensioners will still be hit, penalty rates are about to go and even though a small tax was levied on the banks to fund the National Disability Insurance Scheme the banks still  have a big tax break around the corner  if The Senate Shysters, Xenephon , Noe Notion, Loopy Leyonhjelm, Bestiality Bernardi and FlappyMouth Hinch vote it in. Education is still being underfunded, Hecs will be taken earlier and TAFE has been cut again.

Fair, balanced?  I think not . It's more smoke and mirrors to try and get over the electoral line again when if they win, surprise, surprise, all the IPA zombie cuts will be back with a vengeance. Trusting this mongrel rabble is not an option in any circumstance.

Needless to say the press, in the main did the obvious and gloated how the rug had been pulled from under Labor's feet and how the ruling rabble were now "governing".

Hissy-Fit Sales did one of her more asinine and disdainful "interviews" with Short-stuff after his budget reply speech where she was solely interested in the when-did-you-stop-beating-your-wife "gotcha" moments and in her inimitably crass fashion, interrupted Short-Stuff every time he seemed to make an answer of substance....and therein  lies the tactic being employed wholesale against Labor, belittle, interrupt, disagree, push the ruling rabble line: Alberici wandering off into fantasy land about Short-stuff getting "rolled " because his colleagues disagreed about his poor taste dog-whistle ad, and let's not say any more about Jack-in-the-Box Probyn, other than that his delivery would be better suited to the Ch 7 Weather report!

And this Petals is the fair and balanced ABC, not the Murdoch run commercials! But then again, Guthrie an ex Murdoch employee is in charge, now!

Which was ironic,  for all those mentioned were also giving glowing testimonials to their late colleague Mark Colvin, eulogising his incisive and intelligent interviewing, sense of history and honest reporting.

Now, where's that slippery slope again ?

The glum faces of the ruling rabble during Short-stuff's budget reply speech put to rest the notion that anything announced in the budget was a social democratic exercise and "Labor-lite."  All the ruling rabble have done is expose their abject mismanagement, the wounded and fully wasted four years of being policy bereft since 2013: nothing has developed except inequality, fear, debt  and the corruption now rife in their ranks.

Hi-Ho, Hi-Ho, It's Down the slippery slope we go ....but I've said this all before.

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…

Winking a train wreck

Shane at train wreck

G’day Possums,

Too many years ago when this Wombat was more lithe, svelte, fitter, unwrinkled and agile he was a dancer. I only mention this because tonight I’ll be off to a re-union of a whole lot of people who were taught or directed by Betty “Sparkle Darlings” Pounder and searching through images to post online that I shot during those years has re-ignited many memories.

Memories which are the antitheses of today’s Wombat Droppings: “Winking a Train Wreck”.

BTA rehearsal

Tap with Olive Wallace, ballet with Ted Miller,  contemporary with Betty Pounder and then a couple of shows and tours around Australia performing in the chorus. It was a formative experience.

BTA rehearsal

There is something in the dance and theatrical experience that is whole.

It has a reality in its “play” which nothing else comes close to matching; and a sense and awareness of others that is truly social and rarely replicated in “real-life”.

BTA rehearsal

The spatial sense that is exquisitely dance and its total movement quality, is never challenged by kinetic sculpture, which is mundane by comparison.

Pas de Deux

pas de Deux

pas de Deux

Pas de Deux

To work, it must have an inherent honesty….. which is now why we now view a train wreck in......

.....Wombat Droppings.

Going round the bend recently to visit Geelong, the Prime Miniature (for and of the “Coots-With-Queer-Ideas-From-a-Parallel-Universe,” the IPA) “Rabbutt-the-Hun’s” train was derailed by Federal Police who, (it was asserted) alerted him to the possibility that they couldn't guarantee his safety from the ire of Geelong students who were now less than sanguine over the probability of having to paying $60,00 –$200,000.00 in fees, in perpetuity, for a degree in Barista-ology. 
So he re-routed himself to Melbourne for a couple of talk-back interviews.

This had three results.

1/ It forestalled Tardis State “Where-All-Goes-Backward,” pretend Premier, Dennis “Inutilus Rusticus” Naptime (attending in Geelong to open a new venture) from causing “Rabbutt-the-Hun” more physical damage than the students were capable of as retribution for wiping at least 5% off the sagging Liarbril vote in the forthcoming Tardis State election because of the horror Federal budget.

2/ It allowed many Tardis State natives to hear clearly and then to see (via you-tube) with utmost clarity the emotional and intellectual abyss “Rabbutt-the-Hun” inhabits.
“One-Term-Tony” as he is frequently now called, fully exhibited for John Faine’s audience on ABC’s “774” a winking sleaze factor wholly incompatible with the office he is said to hold.
Not that this should be news to anyone but it’s another and more salient episode in this boorish politician’s history of less than funny gaffes.

3/ Slipping the points at “774,” he shunted himself off to a rival station, the Liarbril, Reactionary-Aspirational-Bogan minded, 3AW. 
Thinking he had at last finally achieved the right platform at this cross-road was no salvation.  Unloading his baggage here turned out to be a confession too far and it was more like dumping the dirty washing of the wrong client, in the wrong order at the wrong laundry.

Getting your own budget facts confused in detail can sometimes be excused but making it obvious that you cannot explain why the poorest in this land are to be paying for the richest went quite a way in stoking the boilers of dissent. 
 In making obvious to all how un-christian, anti-social, mean-spirited and IPA-market-oriented the rails these Catholics would have us travel,  many in the audience were letting off steam.

Which is possibly why Matthius “Horse-Shite” Coormann thinks that we like frogs as the water warms to boiling, will “get used to it all and accept our fate..”  of being reduced to the status of serfs.

Then, as if it were not possible to get better came the news that Speaker of Parliament Bronwyn “Call-me-Madam, Pompador” Bishop was inviting us all for a knee’s-up in the Taxpayer funded Speakers Dining room. For only $1500.00 a head you can aid the Liarbril cause in banning all other political parties from the lower house.
Please bring your own brown paper bag or if you forget it, see “Arfa-da-Spiv” Sinodinas… just behind the Great Hall’s third pillar on the righ; Password: Sydney Water.

Which was followed by the exciting revelation that Rabbutt-the-Hun’s“ daughter, Frances will not have to pay $60,000.00 in tuition fees at the academy she attended when a director (and Liarbril fundraiser) discovered a long forgotten Scholarship, which like Cinderella’s slipper, was not available to anyone else.

Slipping on the rails were two others choice pieces of traffic:

!/  Yank, Bill Morrow, recently appointed to head up the copper-wired downgraded and  bastardized joke of a NBN  has been named in a legal action as “allegedly putting profits before safety and being subsequently responsible for one of the largest utility disasters in Californian history".

And 2/   Sir Michael Hintze appointed by Joe “Cereal-Toyota-Killer” Hockey to oversee the government’s Financial System Inquiry has had to repay the British Gov. $43,000,000.00 in back taxes.

He should get on well wif “Arfa-da-Spiv”!

And perhaps Frances can design the Finance System Logo… I’d start with a design idea of a  Hand-in-a-Pocket.

Cheers Petals,

Shane

PS: further good reading...
http://theaimn.com/2014/05/27/the-romance-of-the-retro-pm/

http://theaimn.com/2014/05/25/horse-trading/

...Facing the Music

Much of life is happenstance but there are the odd synchronicity of moments which this Wombat finds quite delightful.

Shane with Image Archive

Recently working on a dance video and shooting some stills for it, my attention went to the faces of the dancers rather than the general class or movement shot. 

There seemed to be in the dancer's concentration the essence of the theatrical or performing experience. 

Facing the Music. 



Although the "Music" we face in “Wombat Droppings” is of an entirely different and more nation altering order.

Ballet Theatre Australia

The synchronicity was an acquaintance contacting to alert me that there was to be a “get-together” of those who were either taught by or worked with the legendary Betty Pounder in theatre productions she choreographed for JC Williamson's theatres over many years.

Betty Pounder

On going to the FB site where the details were, I saw there were many images from a variety of productions and thought, well, I could probably add a few, too.

Pounder Class

"Funny Girl"

"Fiddler-on-the-Roof"

My Fair Lady

Robin Bailey

My Fair Lady

Fiddler on the Roof

Hayes Gordon-"Tevye"

Jill Perryman- "Funny girl"

MFL

Pounder Class

Some 260 images later I was a little surprised by the extent of my early productivity and very gratified by the responses of those seeing the images and who commented and seemed to appreciate the effort of scanning all these now quite vintage negs, prints and transparency’s.

As I replied to one comment, It‘s only when there is a filter of time in the works that you finally see them in the context of their own experience and see value.

It was interesting looking back to my beginnings of "facing the music" photographically and appreciating its visual development, too.

Wombat Droppings or Foetid News from Oz Politics.

Joe “Cereal–Toyota-Holden-SPC-Killer” Hockey is clamping down on debate by suing Fairfax Media over a story about his fundraising efforts on behalf of the NSW Liberal party. Having nothing to hide except free speech, Hockey doesn't want any public distraction whilst  going about perpetrating possibly the biggest defrauding of Oz politics when he hands down in conjunction with the Business Council of Australia’s and “The-Coots-With-Queer-Ideas-From-a-Parallel-Universe” (IPA), his single budget.

Unprecedented in the selective leaking, spin, lying, dissimulation, obfuscations and kite-flying over the past month this “Ugly American” mandated rabble (Liarbril Party) is about to fundamentally alter and cement into the national ethos for once and for all their conceptually dessicated idea of this country. The shambles they dishonestly but successfully projected in persuading the electorate to believe that all was Labor's fault, is now to be tipped over all of us in its full and total vileness.

No longer just a projection their foetid values will be fully manifest as they are about to swamp this land with legislation so that every vile notion of free market capitalism can be given free rein without restraint.

The Reign of the Reactionary Aspirational Bogan is here.

Gone, will be any pretence of the notion of fair play and egalitarianism.

Gone, will be universal healthcare.

Gone, will be access to education for all.
Gone, will be the effectiveness of our only public broadcaster.

These unimaginative Liarbrils have for years have been chipping away at these pillars which have made Australia a noted leader and by drawing closer to the right–wing of American “Tea-Party” politics they now see their opportunity to smash any of the remaining social contracts in preference for the “Free-Market"  insanity that in the main caused the Global Financial Crisis.

They will relentlessly bullshit the public through the right-wing, main-stream media and swamp the ABC with mendacious IPA clones (similar to the unbalanced coverage of Mandy “Il Patrone” Vanstone’s 10 minute free kick t’other night on “7.30” with Sarah “Rapportfurerin” Ferguson) and those other paragons of truth and civility, “Blot-on-the-Landscape”, Alan ”Bondi” and “London Toilet Fame” Jones and other similar shock-jock low-lives.

“We all have to do the Heavy Lifting,” says the man who has doubled the deficit by himself in six months, whilst single-handedly obliterating much of the country’s manufacturing.

“The Age of Entitlement is Over,” says the man whose party it seems is the biggest, most dishonest, slush-fund, paper-bag-wielding bunch of spivs we have ever seen whilst preparing at the same time to rip payments away from young people with disabilities…a man who thinks wind-farms are unattractive and coal mines, cool.

We are entering the abyss of a new Dark Age.

John Donne wrote,

"No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main.

 If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend's or of thine own were:

any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind,

and therefore never send to know for whom the bells tolls;

it tolls for thee."

The Liarbrils and their moronic IPA lickspittles have yet to get up to speed with this C17th social lesson.

It strikes me that when a Government rules for a plutocracy and not the people then its promulgations have validity only for the plutocracy and can be ignored by the people.

Cheers Possums,

Shane