"He'll never get to be a real boy at this rate!"
Digital mischief by Warrigal Mirriyuula
Here we see the real intellectual weight behind Abbott’s leadership. His puppet master Clive “Jabba The Putz” Palmer, generous Liberal donor and registered owner of The Liberal Party Inc., pulling the strings while the evil Pell drops in to offer some more morally compromised advice.
Window Dresser's Arms, Pig & Whistle 
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Well, I’m shocked!
The language on this page is so… so…. sooo… quel est le mot? Fucking tame!
And you’re all so… so… soooo… quel est le mot? Kind to these spinning and floating and spinning and floating turds!
Zeus forgive me!
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What sort of tame?
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Oh, any tame really… but not too early please. Need lots of beauty sleep these days. Nothing worse than untamed arousal!
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Turds of the mundane variety do not spin and float so I thought an illegal exception could well strike easy enough at that concept given they sink and get flushed unless…
…a pile of faecal matter is commissioned in bronze on the front lawn of Parliament House with the dedication and a roll call, “For the political men whose turds and neither they spin and float, who we-the people of Australia-find unable to place in any History of Australia in any other form.”
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Sands, some of them (turds, that is) are called Downers but the nouns are many. By and large they confloat in the murky and malodorous waters of a place called Liberal Swamps but they can certainly be seen floating in many parts of the Oz political and corporate landscape.
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O, your acute eye, Atomou, that of the interpreter, so able to the enlargement of your image I subjected boldly to my rude focus, by which I mean rough regardless not entire without artistry; thus/with that returned kind eye/I have been able to look through its granted prism and see Liberal turds and others spinning and that they float/I was overly mesmerised by Downers/I need to engineer a bobbing turd-filled swamp summat like a murky water feature most-foul to straddle an area of Parliamentary front lawn near the bronze shit.
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This is so perfectly done. Funky. I only wonder that the backdrop of the Clive Palmer stage appears to be another wrapped artwork or has this masterpiece been posted with its own sheet of glass for framing?
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I think that the real life Clive is a whole lot plumper, and would have one hand stuck in a lolly jar.
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I think Clive is as wide as he is tall.
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You are spot on re women being put off by Abbott- despise is too soft a word in my view! Howard’s is also never getting a cent from me for his poisonous self serving words
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Wasn’t the shoe-throwing lovely, made Howard watching worthwhile…a small reward for bothering with that small-minded, heartless, stuffy little man for thirty precious minutes.
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I am sorry I couldn’t bring myself to watch live as my blood pressure rises sky high!
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I fell asleep in the chair last night and woke up about 2 in the morning to Tiny Johnny Small The Turd Long Boy eructating vast volumes of self aggrandisement and self serving revisionist history on the box. In the few moments it took me, flailing around for the remote or failing that, a shoe to throw at the screen, it struck me how small and insignificant he seemed. Hardly better or significantly different from that pox Abbott.
I do just wish he’d fuck right off, right now! Nearly twelve years of the filthy little shit was enough for me. I really don’t need to hear from him on any of his philosophically impoverished policies, his fascist world view, and I certainly don’t need to hear from him with this revisionist muck he’s peddling in his book. A dull and stupid little man responsible for the greatest disjunctive polarising of the Australian polity since Billy Hughes. Menzies from the two dollar shop. Thatcher in Y fronts but without the balls to fill them like she did.
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It is distressing seeing Howard like a great gulping landed out-of-place fish who is half dead and gone into a coma scudding around flapping words out so like a fish wallopping at air, but OMGOODNESS he is selling BOOKS like a cheap peddler of porn. Despicable. No morals. Flapping because he’s no philosophical draft.
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Are you going to extend his nose little by little every day?
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And his ears. A little longer every day.
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Curious you should bring that up. When I’d finished it and sent it to MJ my wife saw it and said exactly the same thing.
Women just don’t seem to “like” Abbott. Which to my way of thinking is a wonderful first step.
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Waz, I totally agree. Disliking Abbott is an excellent start on the road to “totally despise with a passion”.
I think that in general it’s bad to advocate hating anybody because it damages the hater more than the hated. But in Howard’s case, I’ll make an exception on the grounds that he is evil (for some reason Ruddock also springs to mind). I’m not sure that Tony is fully evil because he’s surprisingly dumb and I think true evil requires some intelligence to fully flesh itself out.
I see Abbott more as an opportunist villain than a hard core black-hearted bastard. He always seems surprised when he gets the message that people (even his own people) think he’s a deadshit.
Howard on the other hand is not black-hearted because he does not have a heart. I see him moreover as a died-in-the-wool c-word.
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And I wouldn’t buy Howard’s book if our dunny totally ran out of paper. I said “The pages of Howard’s Book are not fit for wiping my arse”. But Manne stood up for Howard and said they are !
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Oh, Manne’s turned up! Foodge still maintains that Manne’s on a round the world fishing trip. Perhaps that’s where he wiped his arse on the Howard Manifesto.
Poor Tony, I bet he turned up at the school reunion assuming that everyone loved him.
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And a donkey tail, of course. A little longer every day.
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And you could make the strings a little shorter every day.
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