Its excellent bait for carp, he says. The old fella wades over to me through the mush and says, Gimme a look, what is it your using? Ive never seen a young fella stand about for so long and not catch nothin .. . Well, I say, I’m not trying very hard, truth is I’m actually hoping not to catch one .. I don’t want to have to kill it. He chuckles. Look son, getta hold of one a these….
$307 000 per year, every year, for the rest of his long long life .. Tax Free. Tough Tony! For the rest of his life … They call it an ‘allowance’ – got-a-laugh, do you not! So now, the other night I was confidently told, that the criminals on Newstart numbered ‘less that 1% of 1%’ of the drain on the future that is the ‘unemployed’. Fuck! You know, I’d be giving that little group of criminals just one single…
Last night Tom Kenneally said, Tough Tony was a good guy, his only problem is that he thinks ‘charity should do the job of government’. He had other problems too … He believes that his god will make our way for us .. but only his god. What a disgrace Australia, heads back into the sand and bare your butts to the Fascist cock. Defeated by fear .. such a great great shame. The flies were a bit thicker this…
“G’day .. thats King speak,” he says. “Looks like you’re a long way from home, you lost?”. No, no says I but I’d also rather not be found. What’s with the Green Shirts and the leaflets? Selling God? “Ha Ha”, he says, “God is all around”. “Where you from?”, he says again, more in a way of intimidation than as a friendly greeting. Its obvious, even to these young country boys & girls, that I’m not from about here. I…
Well, Billy Boys railing on about the Kings contempt for Democracy .. and so should he. Lets face it, its not exactly a surprise. The King and his Cretins don’t believe in democracy. The ‘party’, the boys group they belong to, doesn’t believe in democracy nor anything like transparent process. So now our noble King believes he can draw out the inevitable. I’m not one by the way who believes in the King’s usurped divine rights .. shock and horror….
I’m wrong of course, as usual. We should all be so extremely grateful to the King and his Merry Men for being able to see their ways to doling out 75 smakaroos, 75 big ones out of their slush funds, to all the poor people of Australia. True, he’s not doling it out to all the poor people in the country but only to the 2nd and 3rd class. It is after all, 75 bucks that could be used in…
Old Hoosh is here. He’s an Iranian refugee. He’s not actually that old, in fact he’s younger than me. He gets on with the government. I don’t. I don’t know how he does it but he au fait with them. He doesn’t travel. He’s non adventurous and he definitely has a screw loose. I suppose that so do I .. but then I don’t get on with this government. I’m not sure what his problem is, I’ve chatted with him…
Now forgive me for being such a dumb cunt, but why are all of our refugees up on Manus & Nauru criminals? Now we have Air Vice-Marshal Osbourne telling us that these poor people and their children are criminals. Me, being an Aussie, a not so proud anymore Aussie, would just like to know what it is that our refugees have been convicted of? When I was a proud Aussie I prided myself on being up with the news of…
So because you are all so bored with my usual tripe .. my usual wrong headed socialist human rights farouche, I thought I’d put some sort of a philosophical question into your facing winds. Lets take as an example a great Australian, shall we say a man for poor seasons .. let’s take Pistol Pete Dutton – not down to the seaside to drown – lets take his powers of discretion exercised for the common good. Pistol Pete holds his…
Its a hard thing to be caught in the middle of somebody elses lies. To effectively be used as a tool and therefore become – against your will and in spite of your declared wish – complicit in their deceit. How should you take this? Other than abandoning friendships years in the making there is very little one can do in this situation. This petty neo-liberal society wallows in petty deceits and in petty games … It’s like being at…