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...

The Continuing Insanity's of the Ruling Rabble Mk2.

Shane and Dangerous Wind Power

G'day Possums,

A severe, "Once-in-50-Year", (according to that Soviet Cell at the Bureau of Meteorology) storm and two small tornadoes swept through South Australia, felled about 23 high power transmission lines and caused the back-up to Victoria's grid to fail, leaving the whole state blacked out. 

Our faux Federal leader forever fearful of his right wing flapping, Truffles Turdball on being informed of something,  played an insane line that the real cause of the blackout was that SA had 40% of its grid powered by wind and solar!

Aided and abetted by a compliant ABC in tabloid propaganda mode, the Famous Five: Truffles, Fiction's Frydenberg, Barnyard Joyce, Exhibitionista Xenephon and Mal-Addled Roberts all decided it was time to nobble this dangerous energy source once and for all. An inquiry into the myth of human produced Carbon as a climate change agent, and cheap reliable, environmentally friendly coal is just the ticket according to Mal-Addled the One Neuron Notion Senator from The Deep North. That world weather patterns are becoming increasingly violent and the fact that we've just passed 400PPM of Carbon Dioxide in the atmosphere didn't phase this crusading seeker of empirical evidence as he went on to call for,"  ....all to urgently exit all climate change policies that are the direct cause of this huge mess in SA."

Now, isn't all that innovative? No? Well, agile with the facts at least!

“No man is exempt from saying silly things; the mischief is to say them deliberately.” Michel de Montaigne.

 

The inherent dangers of solving the problem of climate change without the goodness of Coal.

Burying his head further into the sand, Truffles has decided that the misleading information from the anti-equality agit-prop leaflets disseminated in Sydney by senior members of his Liarbril Party will not affect a "civil" debate prior to the now problematical plebiscite on marriage equality. This group, "Children's Future" ( "...give me a child till he is seven... etc....") apparently has links to the secretive right-wing Catlic club, Opus Dei, an organization founded by Spanish prelate Jose' Maria Escriva in 1928 which flourished after the Civil war under the fascist, General Franco.

It's nice to know that "free-speech" is alive and well and that the Inquisition isn't too far away!

"I agree that everyone has the right to peace and harmony, but the gays and lesbians are now wanting to change my way of thinking, who I am," said the Red Menace from Ipswich.

"I come from a time when there was no discussion about gay marriage. That's my background, that's what I've grown up with." "If you feel so strongly about it, I'm sure you can move to that country and then you can have that marriage," she said."

The Red Menace would probably feel more at home in Pyongyang.

Descending into a theatrical quagmire of irrelevancy and proving Orwell as prophet, Kafka as role model, Ayn Rand as scriptwriter and Dali as producer The Red Menace re-iterates the putridly low level of intelligent discourse the ethically and morally bereft "right" of Australia now  proselytise to a  dumbed-down nation.

Just like Mandy Il Patrone,  Vanstone  (QandA 26-9-16) who extolled the virtues of those waiting patiently for 12-15 years before the skerrick of humanity left in this mongrel rabble kicks in and they deign to allow them entry as refugees. A truly Panglossian sentiment more suited to the C15th than the C21st. To much applause from the rooly noice audience, Il Patrone presented a reassuringly and patronizingly mythical confection of how to control others futures without the guilt. I wonder if Vivian Solon and Cornelia Rau were as accepting and appreciative of Il Patrone's "humanity."

“We should tend our freedom wisely.” M.de M.

Reflections

Finally, Australia’s education department paid Bjørn Lomborg’s climate skeptic Copenhagen Consensus Centre $640,000 to help produce a report that claimed limiting world temperature increases to 2C was a “poor” use of money.

Bjorn has left the country. He richer.... us, none the wiser!

Faux Freedom Fighter and ex Boy Wonder, Wyatt Roy has popped up in Iraq (illegally it seems) allegedly seeking motivation and meaning from the Peshmerga but in reality garnering support for his next tilt at pre-selection for the seat he lost at the last election. In a 10 minute advertisement on ABC's 7.30 hosted by what looked and sounded to me like Leigh Sales in drag, Wyatt's "what-I-did-on-my-holiday" exuded all the boyish charm of a young unemployed Liarbril taking himself too seriously as a wonderful plastic humanitarian.

I think it would be a very good idea if we could crowd-fund his return and give ISIS another crack at him.

“We are all blockheads.”  M. de M.

Guthrie's Gotta Go

There was a deja-vu revelation of sorts in the American presidential debate between a loopy far right-winger and a standard right-winger. The LFRW tried to excite the audience with calls for Jobson Growth, Tax cuts for the wealthy, Laura 'n Order, Innovation, and I think I heard "agility" get a guernsey, too. Only to be told by the SRW that trickle-down economics doesn't really work. Having heard all the former from Truffles as if it was something original a few months ago I can only assume that this is what is meant by Globalisation.

If it is, I have an ominous feeling as to the path we are being lead down by the ruling rabble Mk2's application of the IPA's imported theoretical mumbo-jumbo.

Hoor-roo, petals

Shane