I wonder how newman and co will screw about tomorrow’s by-election in queensland/newmania/boganvillia?
Any reasonable person would expect what they call – a swing.
Let’s see if the voters of – where the hell is it? – condone coppers lurking the streets, targeting ladies out at night – and gang-banging their targets.
Now, why the hell would I say something like that?
Can I tell you for free?
It goes this way.
The obnoxious little article that won the raffle here – for some strange reason became the minister for police.
Imagine that a sergeant of police has somehow become the minister for police in this sad-sack of a state.
All been said before.
How the fuck can someone so conflicted with interest be plonked into such a serious job?
Imagine how all those commissioned pigs barf down the front of their tiddly little uniforms when they have to report to such a smarmy – article.
So, wipe all that aside all you people living in queensland/newmania/boganvillia – and look at our situation from the point of view of those outside this corrupt dump.
Any honest/decent people wanting to invest in this place wouldn’t touch the dump with a bargepole.
If you wanted to make an honest buck here – you wouldn’t stand a chance.
But for some reason we original queenslanders have to gag on the airborne product of the meth labs and the like – somehow THEY are exempt from the attentions of police and of our member of parliament.
So why the hell are these raffle winning arseholes so fucking intent on picking on those pathetic bikers?
Saturday, February 22, 2014
CONTINUANCE OF GOVERNANCE
Something our useless, corrupt, mob of raffle winners only apply to what directly suits their greedy, immediate purpose.
When the last laborite raffle winner – acting as the minister for communications was doing his best to censor the internet – he set up the situation where his conservative replacement could carry on with his infamy.
Which means his predecessors in parliament are now expunged from the public record.
(A bloke can’t even access Paul Keating jamming it into downer or howard any more.)
Any reasonable person with an iota of knowledge about the way Australia works wouldn’t expect anything different.
The whole show is nothing but a load of neo nazi shite.
One mob of raffle winners pretending that they represent the electorate just wind the ratchet tighter until the ‘electorate’ have had enough of their bullshit.
Then, naturally, the dimwit ‘electorate’ cast a vote sending that load of imbeciles into the weeds.
Whereupon the opposing team take up essentially the same hateful policies dumping us further into the murk of insignificance.
It really is a fantastic system – affording no-one of integrity, reasonableness, or ethical standing any opportunity whatsoever to take their place in the public affairs of our nation.
“Continuance of governance”.
What a fucking complete joke.
I have absolutely no idea where the snotty, smallbrained, flat-headed, dickwits of either major parties find their regional offerings for the grand raffle – but by god it might make a change if they found one of some simple merit.
Just for once or twice – perhaps they could find some completely crosswired arsehole who was so completely off his trolley that he was focussed more on the National Interest than lining his hip pocket.
NO!
I expect not.
When the last laborite raffle winner – acting as the minister for communications was doing his best to censor the internet – he set up the situation where his conservative replacement could carry on with his infamy.
Which means his predecessors in parliament are now expunged from the public record.
(A bloke can’t even access Paul Keating jamming it into downer or howard any more.)
Any reasonable person with an iota of knowledge about the way Australia works wouldn’t expect anything different.
The whole show is nothing but a load of neo nazi shite.
One mob of raffle winners pretending that they represent the electorate just wind the ratchet tighter until the ‘electorate’ have had enough of their bullshit.
Then, naturally, the dimwit ‘electorate’ cast a vote sending that load of imbeciles into the weeds.
Whereupon the opposing team take up essentially the same hateful policies dumping us further into the murk of insignificance.
It really is a fantastic system – affording no-one of integrity, reasonableness, or ethical standing any opportunity whatsoever to take their place in the public affairs of our nation.
“Continuance of governance”.
What a fucking complete joke.
I have absolutely no idea where the snotty, smallbrained, flat-headed, dickwits of either major parties find their regional offerings for the grand raffle – but by god it might make a change if they found one of some simple merit.
Just for once or twice – perhaps they could find some completely crosswired arsehole who was so completely off his trolley that he was focussed more on the National Interest than lining his hip pocket.
NO!
I expect not.
WHAT A MOB OF COWARDLY DORKS
Censorship in a ‘democracy’?
I’ve been attempting to open a few items of record on U-tube tonight.
It appears that some of the humour of John Clarke and Bryan Dawe is now proscribed – as are a fair deal of Paul Keating’s speeches in parliament.
Does that surprise me?
I’ve been attempting to open a few items of record on U-tube tonight.
It appears that some of the humour of John Clarke and Bryan Dawe is now proscribed – as are a fair deal of Paul Keating’s speeches in parliament.
Does that surprise me?
Wednesday, February 19, 2014
THE NAVY CAN’T NAVIGATE
Funny that. The RAN can’t navigate – according to those who would know these things.
According to the latest raffle winners – our navy cannot navigate.
Of course – those bludgers would know.
They won their raffle and told the navy to turn back those boats.
In doing so – it was noted that they’d ‘accidentally’ entered Indonesian waters ‘six times’ since the abbort team won their raffle a few weeks ago.
Of course it is the navy’s fault.
Of course – our naval officers in command gain their navigational certificates from TAFE these days.
And naturally all the navigational aids like GPS have been stripped from our naval vessels and installed in commonwealth cars - as an economy measure recently implemented by the abbort government.
No bloody wonder they don’t know which side of new Zealand they have to invade.
Simple, isn’t it – when it is all explained properly?
According to the latest raffle winners – our navy cannot navigate.
Of course – those bludgers would know.
They won their raffle and told the navy to turn back those boats.
In doing so – it was noted that they’d ‘accidentally’ entered Indonesian waters ‘six times’ since the abbort team won their raffle a few weeks ago.
Of course it is the navy’s fault.
Of course – our naval officers in command gain their navigational certificates from TAFE these days.
And naturally all the navigational aids like GPS have been stripped from our naval vessels and installed in commonwealth cars - as an economy measure recently implemented by the abbort government.
No bloody wonder they don’t know which side of new Zealand they have to invade.
Simple, isn’t it – when it is all explained properly?
Tuesday, February 18, 2014
– BUGGERED BEYOND REDEMPTION
Late last month was my sixtieth birthday.
I have decided that I cannot stomach living in a brutal society.
The newman regime in queensland/newmania/boganvillia is enough to give any reasonable person the shits.
Now, the federal/abbort regime is coming out of its closet and revealing its true colours.
But, what the hell – if Gillard was representing socialist values during all those mark-time, wasted years – then I’m a friggin’ monkey’s uncle.
The whole show was about deconstructing Australia and preparing it for a complete collapse.
In so short a time – dump – dump dump – dump.
Just dump the remnants of our industry and our manufacturing into the great big black hole of goodbye.
I’ve watched it happen for a few decades now.
Any silly bastard wanting to contribute to this corrupt society gets the chop sooner, rather than later.
The arseholes who stack the raffles so that they win the raffles want to sell off our raw material assets without any value adding whatsoever.
Anyone wanting to design and then create something worthwhile here - by actually utilizing Australian raw materials - value adding that way - is public enemy number one.
And all you fat, useless, gormless, do-nothing bludgers out there seem to agree with them.
Meanwhile, the last few days seem to have opened up an embarrassing can of worms about our treatment of refugees.
Looks like we (or people contracted to do that sort of thing) are now shooting and chopping down refugees.
Without a doubt, that looks good in the books.
http://www.smh.com.au/federal-politics/political-news/one-person-dead-others-seriously-injured-during-violent-manus-island-clashes-20140218-32x3k.html
In summary, the country and the economy is fucked and so is our standing in the world.
Golly. I’m so pleased that I voted for jughead’s team.
I have decided that I cannot stomach living in a brutal society.
The newman regime in queensland/newmania/boganvillia is enough to give any reasonable person the shits.
Now, the federal/abbort regime is coming out of its closet and revealing its true colours.
But, what the hell – if Gillard was representing socialist values during all those mark-time, wasted years – then I’m a friggin’ monkey’s uncle.
The whole show was about deconstructing Australia and preparing it for a complete collapse.
In so short a time – dump – dump dump – dump.
Just dump the remnants of our industry and our manufacturing into the great big black hole of goodbye.
I’ve watched it happen for a few decades now.
Any silly bastard wanting to contribute to this corrupt society gets the chop sooner, rather than later.
The arseholes who stack the raffles so that they win the raffles want to sell off our raw material assets without any value adding whatsoever.
Anyone wanting to design and then create something worthwhile here - by actually utilizing Australian raw materials - value adding that way - is public enemy number one.
And all you fat, useless, gormless, do-nothing bludgers out there seem to agree with them.
Meanwhile, the last few days seem to have opened up an embarrassing can of worms about our treatment of refugees.
Looks like we (or people contracted to do that sort of thing) are now shooting and chopping down refugees.
Without a doubt, that looks good in the books.
http://www.smh.com.au/federal-politics/political-news/one-person-dead-others-seriously-injured-during-violent-manus-island-clashes-20140218-32x3k.html
In summary, the country and the economy is fucked and so is our standing in the world.
Golly. I’m so pleased that I voted for jughead’s team.
Sunday, February 9, 2014
IT REALLY DOES TAKE THE FARKIN’ CAKE
In old queensland the pork (police farce) usually had to be pretty well convinced as to facts and circumstance to progress with a charge of rape.
If, by the time it hit the headlines, the matter was progressed – the fate of the perpetrator/s was usually sealed.
http://www.couriermail.com.au/news/queensland/two-queensland-police-officers-charged-with-raping-woman-on-duty-in-mackay/story-fnihsrf2-1226820119963
How that situation might pan out in newmania/boganvillia is another matter.
We have two of boganvillia’s finest charged, released on bail – and believe it or not – suspended on FULL PAY?
Oh, for pity’s sake.
How many more years of this crap are we expected to endure from one autocratic regime to the next?
Let’s be up front about it.
Back in the good old days pack rape used to be a weekend sport.
Various ‘sports clubs’ used to indulge in the practice as did quite a few of the ‘service clubs’.
Even a few of the bikies eventually used to get their ends into the poor raddled hags left over from that ‘pecking order’.
These days, any reasonable person might conclude that the fear of AIDS, (The jolly old Grim Reaper) should have concluded that sort of activity decades ago.
But it appears not to be so.
It appears that the pigs of boganvillia ARE PAID to roam the streets at night.
It appears that they get to DEPRIVE anyone they fancy of THEIR LIBERTY.
Then they get to rape ‘em.
Get that. –
Then they get to, WooHoo, RAPE THEM, the prize arseholes – (like taxi drivers, as perks for their job).
Are you with me on that tiny matter – about how sick our pretend society really is?
These goons get paid (it appears) to rape our women; our wives, sisters, mothers, aunts, cousins and nieces.
There are two ways of looking at this situation.
We could firstly pull a coup on the arseholes condoning this stuff – drag them by their heels to a court of justice.
Big problem that – finding any court of REAL justice in boganvillia would be a feat beyond a miracle!
Or we could call on ‘all good men and true’ in newmania in order to suppress this sort of outrage.
But where the fuck would you find such as them in this corrupted dump?
Are you with me?
Let the good burghers loose in posse comitatus and within an hour, undoubtedly, they’ll be raping the women of our police farce.
NOPE – this dump has had it and no amount of crocodile tears from any commissioned pig will ever convince me otherwise.
FUBAR –
‘Fouled/Fucked Up Beyond All Recall’
Such is the once queensland –
And it has taken the ‘masters of power’, themselves, to demonstrate that situation for us all.
Old queensland/newmania/boganvillia is on the edge of complete collapse.
If, by the time it hit the headlines, the matter was progressed – the fate of the perpetrator/s was usually sealed.
http://www.couriermail.com.au/news/queensland/two-queensland-police-officers-charged-with-raping-woman-on-duty-in-mackay/story-fnihsrf2-1226820119963
How that situation might pan out in newmania/boganvillia is another matter.
We have two of boganvillia’s finest charged, released on bail – and believe it or not – suspended on FULL PAY?
Oh, for pity’s sake.
How many more years of this crap are we expected to endure from one autocratic regime to the next?
Let’s be up front about it.
Back in the good old days pack rape used to be a weekend sport.
Various ‘sports clubs’ used to indulge in the practice as did quite a few of the ‘service clubs’.
Even a few of the bikies eventually used to get their ends into the poor raddled hags left over from that ‘pecking order’.
These days, any reasonable person might conclude that the fear of AIDS, (The jolly old Grim Reaper) should have concluded that sort of activity decades ago.
But it appears not to be so.
It appears that the pigs of boganvillia ARE PAID to roam the streets at night.
It appears that they get to DEPRIVE anyone they fancy of THEIR LIBERTY.
Then they get to rape ‘em.
Get that. –
Then they get to, WooHoo, RAPE THEM, the prize arseholes – (like taxi drivers, as perks for their job).
Are you with me on that tiny matter – about how sick our pretend society really is?
These goons get paid (it appears) to rape our women; our wives, sisters, mothers, aunts, cousins and nieces.
There are two ways of looking at this situation.
We could firstly pull a coup on the arseholes condoning this stuff – drag them by their heels to a court of justice.
Big problem that – finding any court of REAL justice in boganvillia would be a feat beyond a miracle!
Or we could call on ‘all good men and true’ in newmania in order to suppress this sort of outrage.
But where the fuck would you find such as them in this corrupted dump?
Are you with me?
Let the good burghers loose in posse comitatus and within an hour, undoubtedly, they’ll be raping the women of our police farce.
NOPE – this dump has had it and no amount of crocodile tears from any commissioned pig will ever convince me otherwise.
FUBAR –
‘Fouled/Fucked Up Beyond All Recall’
Such is the once queensland –
And it has taken the ‘masters of power’, themselves, to demonstrate that situation for us all.
Old queensland/newmania/boganvillia is on the edge of complete collapse.
Sunday, February 2, 2014
VALE’ - PETE SEEGER
It probably doesn’t matter.
A bloke does his best in the time he’s allotted and at some stage all he can manage is to repeat the beliefs of his youth.
Yet some of us somehow managed to make an impression.
Peter Seeger was one who through his music – most definitely made an impression.
More importantly – just by hanging in there – he outlasted some incredibly pompous bastards by more than a few years.
So when Pete struts through his particular edition of the pearly gates I sincerely trust that some voluptuous valkyrie will hand him a set of binoculars so he can look down on the likes of Churchill burning below, in his own hell.
But no. That isn’t his style.
And neither would Winston put up with such an overview – whatever hell he has had to endure since dropping off the perch.
So what is the score for us all at the end of creation?
Each of us finally has to die.
Another way of looking at that situation is that the entire bloody multiverse is extinguished at exactly the same time we choose to depart the mortal coil.
Can you comprehend that?
What does a bloke take away from us when he dies?
Why would a fellow bust his gut to leave something of himself behind?
Know what I mean – like Seeger the muso – Churchill, the ratbag politico – and so many others outside the square.
How few of us leave anything of ourselves and our nature for posterity.
How so few of us comprehend that we are able and that therefore we can.
A bloke does his best in the time he’s allotted and at some stage all he can manage is to repeat the beliefs of his youth.
Yet some of us somehow managed to make an impression.
Peter Seeger was one who through his music – most definitely made an impression.
More importantly – just by hanging in there – he outlasted some incredibly pompous bastards by more than a few years.
So when Pete struts through his particular edition of the pearly gates I sincerely trust that some voluptuous valkyrie will hand him a set of binoculars so he can look down on the likes of Churchill burning below, in his own hell.
But no. That isn’t his style.
And neither would Winston put up with such an overview – whatever hell he has had to endure since dropping off the perch.
So what is the score for us all at the end of creation?
Each of us finally has to die.
Another way of looking at that situation is that the entire bloody multiverse is extinguished at exactly the same time we choose to depart the mortal coil.
Can you comprehend that?
What does a bloke take away from us when he dies?
Why would a fellow bust his gut to leave something of himself behind?
Know what I mean – like Seeger the muso – Churchill, the ratbag politico – and so many others outside the square.
How few of us leave anything of ourselves and our nature for posterity.
How so few of us comprehend that we are able and that therefore we can.
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