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Neville’s Pooch Smells

31 Tuesday Jan 2017

Posted by Therese Trouserzoff in Neville Cole, Politics in the Pig's Arms

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Neville Cole, Stench, Trump lies

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Neville Cole’s Lie Detector

Story by the Pig’s Arms Emeritus North American Correspondent – Neville Cole.

I’ve never smelled rotting human flesh; but I can’t imagine it is a whole lot worse than old dog farts.

I bring this up because I am now very familiar with old dog farts; having been holed up “in an undisclosed location” for the past 10 days with a very old dog. When my old dog let’s rip my mouth curls, my eye’s water, and my hands wave in a desperate attempt to clear the air. It’s not just a smell. It’s a dank disgusting stink so thick you can taste it. Old dog farts roll in dark and heavy like a toxic fog.

But that’s not the worst part. The worst part is my old dog has taken to farting every time she hears Trump lie. I am at my wits end.

“I saw 1.5 million people out there” Gack! Choke!

“3 to 5 million people voted illegally…and all for Hillary!” Cough! Phew!

“This cabinet has the highest IQ of any every assembled.” Argh! No! Not again.

“This is not a Muslim Ban!” Please! I beg of you. No More!

“I got a standing ovation from the CIA!” That’s it! I can’t take it. Kill me now!

Maybe I should just turn off the TV and ignore this all. I could save myself so much pain and suffering.

Maybe I should turn my old dog out into the rain and cold. She would she would miserable but I would be spared.

Maybe I should make the best of a bad situation and buy a gas mask. Desperate times and all that…

People all over this country are trying to figure out how to deal with Trump’s Old Dog Farts. I’ve seen them. I’ve hard them. They are trying to dealing with the stench… working through the stages of grief.

On the night of the election we saw universal Denial.

“No!” The people cried as one. “This is not happening. What the hell? This is disgusting! What’s that smell?”

The toxic fog of election night seemed to hang in the air all the way till the inauguration. You’ve never seen such gagging and tears and revulsion; but still the inevitable reign of Trump loomed large.

I’m not saying there weren’t moments of hope. When Trump’s Russian Shower party was (uh-hem) leaked to the press it nearly broke the internet. Surely, this completely believable hilarity was going to save us all. Just the fact that more than half the nation heard the story and thought: “yeah, that probably happened” should be a clue that things are rotten in Moscow. We couldn’t possibly swear in Putin’s puppet! Not in the US of A! Not in the land of Reagan. Could we? Say it isn’t so… Argh! What’s that smell?

And so we’ve come to this. The Inauguration has set off a tidal wave of… Anger. 

Hooboy! Are we pissed! You bet your fat ass we are! Hell No! He must go! F-bombs rain down across this nation from sea to swearing sea. From Congress to California, from states both red and blue; we’re mad as hell, to all a fuck you!

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Punch a Nazi Day Celebrations

Right now in the USA… The rules have changed. Civility has given way to invective. Want to get likes on Facebook? Forget puppies… post a video of a nazi getting punched in the face. Want tweets retweeted by the thousand? Better be sure to end with fu** YOU!

But here’s the rub…

Can we maintain our righteous anger? Will we soon start to slide from anger into bargaining, depression, and (gulp) acceptance? Will Trump’s gung-ho zeal for scribbling half-baked Executive Orders with his big black sharpie out last us all? Will there be ANY line that Trump will cross that will cause Republicans in Congress give a fu**? Will the damage done eventually be too much? Will we be able to put back together what Trumpty Dumpty has broken?

Or…Will we one day soon just get used to the smell?

 

 

Trumpwits

30 Monday Jan 2017

Posted by Therese Trouserzoff in Emmjay, Politics in the Pig's Arms

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Trump, Trumpwit

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With every announcement of Trump’s latest malfeasance, I ask myself how does it come to be that the world’s richest and most powerful nation can contemplate – much less actually elect a complete and utter moronic rapacious self-interested boof-headed lying maniac toupee with attached clown..

I imagine that the main reason is that Trump’s simple message of “Making America Great Again” speaks to the massive underclass of Americans who enjoy no economic power, have sporadic employment in impossibly low-paying jobs – or no jobs at all – as do those inhabiting the rust belt states where manufacturing is a distant memory.  We have seen them on TV – toothless denizens living in ramshackle squalor with no prospect of ever having a decent life; generations of poverty, poor health with no access to social services, no access to quality education and NO WAY OUT.

Hillary called them the “deplorables” – and what a vote winner that quip proved not to be !

I guess that if everything is basically shit, what’s there to lose in electing somebody who promises to shift the disenfranchisement across international borders ?“  He’s gonna smash those fat cats in Washington.  He’s gonna whack Muslims and anybody else we have been trained to hate.  Great !  Damn the collateral damage – full steam ahead.  Nobody seems to demand an answer about for whom the new America WILL be great – or just how that greatness will pan out in hillbilly heaven.

How can anyone be so bone-headedly stupid to believe Trump – or even for that matter the local Hansonite loonies ?  Hispanics for Trump – is that an oxymoron or what !!

I’m betting that here we have a perfect storm of cause and effect.  America’s notoriously unsuccessful education mess (who would call it a system ?) leaves many people unequipped to understand simple facts and concepts,  or to be able and wanting to question lies – far less understanding complex issues like their own welfare.  The people who unquestioningly do what they’re told to do by the loudest redneck media for the reward of a fleetingly short illusion of being included – in anything – for the first time in their lives.

Does anyone with a scintilla of an education ever vote for arsehats like Trump ?  Certainly a large number of gummy hillbillies do !  And women who don’t think rampant misogyny is any big deal.  Not when pussy-grabbing has been, for them, a family sport for generations.

“I’s toothless because I cain’t afford no dentist”.  Same or worse for medical care.

This is something I just don’t get.  Why is it that the impoverished are so against Obamacare ?  Why is it that so much disease and ill health is caused by incredibly poor lifestyle choices like diets composed exclusively of fast food, hi carb fructose-laden  shit ?  Well, it’s because BIG FOOD is monstrously powerful politically and flogs junk food with impunity.  And probably also because a black man conceived their first shot at affordable health care.

And guns.  How difficult is it to join the dots between a lack of gun control and mass shootings ?   The USA – dumb and dumber.

I also struggle understanding why it is that such an allegedly God-fearing nation is so ignorant about ethics.  “I have built a fortune selling shit to masses of stupid people.  God has helped me do it.  So it must be OK.  God is not aginst anyone getting rich   … and since I don’t have a camel, I’ll be right getting into Heaven.”

I would like to believe that a decent education is a fair preventative – for stopping or reducing the compulsion for anyone to vote for a complete arsehat.  That may or may not be right however – I give you Scott Morrison, Peter Dutton, George Brandis, Adolph Abetz, Tony Abbott, Arthur Sinodinis and Barnaby Joyce.  Perhaps a fairly good education is a necessary but not sufficient pre-condition for preventing fuckwit voting.  I’ll grant you that in the US, it was a diabolically hard choice – between a very questionable Democrat and the ultra-right of the Republicans.

To explain the Trump win, perhaps we need to throw in plebeian susceptibility to swallowing a good media bashing.  Maybe a dash of herd mentality, a soupcon of casual indifference, a scattering of snickering malice and a penchant to resort to abuse in lieu of debate.

A Guardian article told a story about some of the heavy hitters from Silicon Valley already fuelling up their Lear jets in anticipation of the coming apocalypse.  The piece said that the dude who created PayPal – a Facebook board member has led the charge to a place as far away as you can get from Trump’s shitstorm – New Zealand.  When a NZ parliamentarian asked how was it that this chap could buy $4 million worth of lakeside land in the South Island without foreign investment review, the reply was that this chap had already taken the precaution of becoming a New Zealand / US dual citizen …. So, no problem….  Nice.  Nothing quite so fine as being in the upwardly mobile.

The education line of argument is a compelling one in my book.  How is it that fat cat western nations are ever going to secure peace in the world ?  Not by thinking “us and them”.

But by educating our populations to understand that no matter how hard the west bombs the crap out of belligerents, or raises walls against the poorest refugee, peace will be elusive until the west understands the source of belligerence, respects the fact that those folks have a genetically-held belief in their position, a right to fair humane treatment and that force and violence against them will work no better than their use of it against the west.  Otherwise we will remain stubbornly in the dark ages of Trump and his ilk. Complex problems are never going to yield to simplistic solutions.  We need the hoi-polloi as well as the elite to know stuff – and be able to apply logic to sort out the mess and to be able to fend off Trumpwits.  Locking the front and back door is no long-term solution when the hordes come over the barricades.

I read a quote in the Guardian a few days ago that said Trump is a good thing because he will take the US and possibly the rest of the western world to such a low place that the only future direction is up.  The way to a strong democracy is via a pernicious fascist dictatorship.

Wow.  Great !

 

Riding Instructions for 2017: Time to Abandon the Least Worst.

01 Sunday Jan 2017

Posted by Therese Trouserzoff in Emmjay, Politics in the Pig's Arms

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Australian politics, Bill Hayden, Democracy, Julia Gillard, Kevin Rudd, Malcolm Fraser, Malcolm Turnbull, Tony Abbott

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Story by Emmjay

I watched an American Ted Talk yesterday where the chap was arguing something along the lines of “OK we’ve seen what the protest vote gets the world (Trump that is), fair enough, people have a right to be pissed off – and a right to send a message to conventional politicians that business as usual is no longer an option.”

He then went on to propose something particularly non-novel – namely direct action at a local level.

Well, OK to that, but so far direct action has had a pretty spotty track record. How long did it take for the Moratorium movement to reverse the politics of Australia’s involvement in the Vietnam War ? No discernible progress on renewable energy or climate change or preventative health care.

I think that democracy is the right way to go, but not many allegedly democratic nations seem to be much good at ensuring that every person has a say and then deciding what parts of that “say” are worthy of enactment.

More importantly, a constituency where the uninformed or even plain stupid “will of the citizens” gets turned into policy that drives legislation or regulations simply (and only) because fuckwits have the numbers, is not good enough in my book.

When we see and hear politicians say that their views are accurately reflecting the will of their constituency, I say that they are not doing the whole job.

They should be able to reflect a considered view of their constituencies and then, in cases where that view is retrograde, they have a responsibility to propose better policies and then convince their electorates to support that.

But it’s a loaded deck, isn’t it ?

Simple-minded preferences by the proletariat have been demonstrably influenced by super powerful narrow sectional interests – not mentioning:

  • media moguls,
  • carbon energy tycoons,
  • food industry power groups,
  • big pharma,
  • the military industrial complex
  • the national and international banking industry
  • real estate moguls
  • big retailers
  • mining industries
  • water resources owners
  • major political parties
  • tax avoiders anonymous
  • And probably many more self interest cabals.

The fact that a clearly evil and unworthy emperor can become elected as the next head of the western world – with the approval of Russia – if not China and the rest of the west – proves the point.

Decent Republicans (if that’s not an oxymoron) reportedly voted for Hillary Clinton – their mortal political foe – as a least-worst option to no avail. And we have seen the pattern repeated here in Australia.   Despite being completely unknown outside of Queensland, Rudd massacred Howard – because the electorate disapproved so strongly of Howard that (as Bill Hayden was famously quoted) “A drover’s dog could have defeated Howard. But when the ALP – if not the rest of the country tired of Rudd’s control-freak ways and random policy walk, Australia was presented with a new PM and we had the privilege of watching internecine warfare destabilising what now appears to have been a relatively good Gillard government by contemporary standards. So our least worst option was to elect Tony Abbott despite his pig ignorant character, his 1950s misogyny, his climate change denialism and his cringe-worthy representation of Australia on the world stage.

Being not complete fools, the Libnats decided to punt Tony before the election and gave us the opportunity to support the popular Malcolm Turnbull. He was popular because he stood for the kind of conservatism that Australia traditionally likes – to cast fear and doubt about the ALP’s ability to manage an economy financially (despite Rudd’s undeniable success during the worst of the Global Financial Meltdown (GFM), and carry on with the “be nice and do nothing” kind of conservative approach to government.

Australians by and large aspire to some kind of fairness ethic and when the matter came to same sex marriage, Malcolm showed his true colours – colour me shit scared of the loony right wing faction – and the simplest, least earth-shattering change to marriage law was dropped unceremoniously into the “too hard” basket after an eternity of round the houses debates about plebiscites and free votes.

This is an interesting contradiction to my earlier point that democratically elected representatives ought do more than merely reflect the imagined will of their constituency – they should lead our society. In the case of same sex marriage issue, the Libnats actually led us back to the 1950s . It’s surprising that they didn’t recriminalise homosexuality.   And the ever-worthy ALP sat there, amused by the Libnats’ self-torture added a big fat zero to the table.

So when Malcolm decided to call an early election, Australia responded in accord with the times. We were clearly unable to pick the least worst candidates and by extension the least worst government. It was for all intents and purposes a dead heat. Labor and the Libnats were judged to be about equal in terms of uselessness.

Australia played it safe again – by electing a government not on predisposed to do sweet fuck all, but a government barely qualified to act on it’s disposition.

When I reflect on how Howard wasted more than a decade of Australian history, it’s astonishing that his complete lack of effort has been so overwhelmingly eclipsed by Rudd-Gillard-Rudd, Abbot, Turnbull, Turnbull, that total fuckwits now control the senate and the passing of legislation and regulation – even ideologically based and ethically wrong and criminal work like the cruel maltreatment of refugees, the repeated disenfranchisement of the poor, infirm and disabled from welfare – slips through parliament like a turd through a sewer pipe.

So how do we abandon the habit of picking the least worst governments ?

I think this is at least a two-step process.

First, we cannot accept a rotating front door to the leadership of Australian and state (and local) government bureaucracies. After all, the government – only makes the laws. It’s the various levels of public service that implement them. When Fraser sacked virtually all the heads of federal departments along imagined as well as real ideological grounds – and then let middle order management atrophy, he did Australia no service by setting a precedent for every government following – of both political persuasions. Australia has ended up with government by a public service characterised by top enders who must at least appear to be sympathetic with the government politicians of the day (no matter how loony and incompetent these politicians may be) supported by junior staffers who lack the experience of knowing when a bad policy will inevitably lead to disaster for the departments and possibly for the government as a whole. So I am advocating senior bureaucrats be selected on demonstrable merit by independent judges and that they enjoy the Westminster privilege of secure employment based on providing their ministers with frank and fearless advice.

The second plank in my platform is to advocate that we as Australians stop voting for parties that reflect a broad support for our individual ideological bents, particularly when the preselected (now there’s a topic to launch on !) representatives are clearly party toadies and / or unworthy of our support. Remember how Cheryl Kernot was far more effective as a Democrat than when she was later massacred by the electorate as a Labor stooge. Maxine McHugh ? Peter Garrett ?

I for one would prefer to vote for a person who showed commitment to the special needs not just of my electorate, but the current and future needs of our country. It’s our job to seek these people out. And to flush out the pond scum that so frequently graces our houses of parliament.

Off you go, then. Them’s your riding intructions for 2017.

Bumper Christmas Edition 2016 – Sandy for Parley Mint.

23 Friday Dec 2016

Posted by Mark in Mark, Politics in the Pig's Arms

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Father O'Way, Foodge, granny, humour, Merv

Church of St Generic Brand

Church of St Generic Brand

 

Story by Mark.

 

Father O’Way was looking rather pens…, um, nerv…, anyway he was looking rather sumfink. He had just got off the phone with Bishop Bishop.

“Sandy, it’s the Bish. I want you to run for parley mint. The Church of St. Generic Brand needs gubbermint representation” barks the Bish.

“But Bish, eyes hate running, makes me all hot and sweaty” replies Sandy.

“No not that sort of running you ninny. You get people to vote for you and then

The Bish in disguise...

The Bish in disguise…

when you are elected to parley mint you vote for all sorts of stupid things that don’t make sense and hurt innocent people.”

“But Bish, can’t I just go back to sleep and forget about it?”

“No. So get to man. Everything depends on you. May the farce be with you.”

 

*****

Sandy wanders into the front bar of the Pigs Arms, sad and forlorn that his simple life is about to become more complex.

“Wanna pint Father?” asks Merv. “What’s up with you. I just read the paragraph above and it says that you are sad and forlorn.”

“Where’s Granny?”

“She’s in Orkland with the twins. Are you okay?”

Sandy strums a tune...

Sandy strums a tune…

“Well the Bish wants me to run for parley mint. Me, I just want a simple life none of this gubbermint rubbish.”

“Foodge, you’re starting to express yourself more now you’ve been at school for a while.”

“WTF are you doing Merv?” cries Sandy.

“Sorry mate just making a comment in Episode 80 of the Foodge series and speaking of Foodge why don’t you ask him, he’s a sage for sure”

Sandy wanders around the bar and spots Foodge in deep discussion with Emmjay and O’Hoo.

“So Granny’s getting back Christmas Eve?” states Foodge.

“Foodge!!, what…” demands Sandy.

“Sorry mate just making a comment in Episode 81 of the Foodge series, now what’s up Father?”

“The Bish wants me to run for parley mint and I have no idea as to what to do.”

“Well Sandy, neither do they.”

*****

Oh FFS, this is just stupid Sandy thinks to himself. What is this life really all about, oh, I feel a poem coming on.

“Nah, nah, no Sandy, no poems, ick, anyway this is Christmas, says so in the heading. It’s a time for merriment and um, er, um, sumfink.” says Hung from the commentary box.

I dunno thinks Sandy, life is so imaginative inside Inner Cyberia, well sort of…

Merry seasons greetings to you all from Bishop Bishop and Father O’Way from the Church of St Generic Brand to all the patrons at The Pigs Arms both past and present.

Hmm, Mary Christmas.

Hmm, Mary Christmas.

A quagmire of incompetence: the true story of the really not very good at all Turnbull government

04 Friday Nov 2016

Posted by Therese Trouserzoff in Politics in the Pig's Arms

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Malcolm Turnbull Government

First Dog on the Moon

Check him out at The Guardian

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Trump Releases Statement Distancing Himself From Cory Bernardi Endorsement

03 Thursday Nov 2016

Posted by Therese Trouserzoff in Politics in the Pig's Arms

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Bernardi, Trump

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Re-Blogged from the fantastic Shovel

Republican Presidential candidate Donald Trump has moved swiftly to remove the stench created by Australian Senator Cory Bernardi’s endorsement, saying he had no prior knowledge of the South Australian’s backing.

“I have standards,” Mr Trump said in a carefully-worded statement today. “This is not the type of company I want to keep – I have an image to maintain here. People are free to make endorsements, but that doesn’t mean I have to accept them”.

The Trump camp is acutely aware that an association with someone as ridiculous as Cory Bernardi is not a good look. At this late stage in the campaign, image-management is everything.

Political commentator John Scotchmore said candidates were often judged by the people they associated with. “Trump supporters are willing to go along with some pretty crazy ideas, but there are limits,” he said, adding it was a ‘smart move’ by Trump HQ to move so decisively on the matter.

We are Defs NOT Amused

12 Monday Sep 2016

Posted by Therese Trouserzoff in Neville Cole, Politics in the Pig's Arms, Virgil's Aeneid

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Mad as Hell, Neville Cole, Trump

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The Pig’s Arms delights in the return of Neville Cole !

Queen Victoria once famously said “we are not amused” and for the first time in my life I can identify with that humorless old bitch. This past year has torn out my funny bone and stomped it to dust. I swear to god, Mad Max Fury Road is beginning to feel less and less apocalyptic and more and more like a best-case scenario for mankind.

A year ago, I’ll admit, there was still an aging anarchist inside me screaming: “Bring it on! How bad could Trump be? This shit is going to be hilarious!” But, like a lifelong atheist facing certain death, I’m starting to have second thoughts.

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I think my affliction began in earnest after I re-read Neil Postman’s Amusing Ourselves to Death. I’m here to say: that book is not fun. It’s just…not. In fact, it’s even more of punch to the kidneys today than it was 30 years ago when it was first published.

These days the things Postman says in Amusing Ourselves to Death don’t so much make you think as jump off the page, grab you by the throat, and beat you into submission.

Consider one of the book’s main themes…

Our politics, religion, news, athletics, education and commerce have been transformed into congenial adjuncts of show business, largely without protest or even much popular discourse.

If you have any doubt that this has happened. Well, let me introduce to you to a little thing we call “the internets.” Folks, we are living in the Golden Age of Show Business.

Some of Postman’s other concerns seem quaint in comparison to our brave new reality.

In AOTD for example, Postman reveals his horror that “the President of the United States is a former movie actor.” Damn! Who among us wouldn’t welcome Ol’ Ronnie back to the White House today with big old bag of jelly bellys* Honest Ronnie! We don’t care if you facilitate the sale of arms to the whole Middle East! Just come back and save us, please! We are begging you!

Hmm… Come to think of it. Seems like he had a point. Maybe we should have been more concerned back then.

After all, one of Postman’s big concerns was that Reagan was a celebrity. He felt that “the politician as celebrity has made political parties irrelevant.” Yeah, just ask the Republican Party about that one. Hey Fellas! You’re Fired!

By the way, does it not seem conceivable that elections could soon be broadcast reality show? Oh! I wonder who with get the Presidential Rose tonight! The way I see it, pretty soon ONLY celebrities will run for elected office. Who else is going to be able to compete?

I could go on and on about how much worse things have got since AOTD was published.

For example, at one point Postman notes bitterly that: public discourse has become dangerous nonsense.  Hoo boy! Do you think in his wildest dreams he ever imagined a Trump Policy Speech? Or the comments section of your local digital rag? Or Twitter, for christsakes!

But, you know, all this said, I can’t say I blame people for not being better informed. I’ve tried… and it’s damn, hard work.

Disinformation is the new norm and sorting truth from bullshit is damn near impossible; especially in a world where facts are irrelevant.

If you, like me, have tried to follow the press following Trump; it is obvious they have given up. There are so many distortions they start every report with a general disclaimer: Everything this guy says is a complete and utter lie. Then they try and pretend they are still reporting news. It is exhausting. For all of us. At a certain point you just have to get up and shut it off. And believe me, I’m not trying to pretend Hillary is all that different. It’s just that Trump has taken this whole dance into a different dimension. This is some historic crazy people.

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And you know what? We are mad as hell and we’re not going to take it anymore! I see it everywhere. People are turning off and tuning out. They are no longer amused.

Jon Stewart famously left The Daily Show because of what he termed “bullshit mountain”. He explained that he just had to leave because “Watching these channels all day is incredibly depressing. I live in a constant state of depression,” he said. “I think of us as turd miners. I put on my helmet, I go and mine turds, hopefully I don’t get turd lung disease.”

You know, I think my whole point is… I know exactly how he feels and I am not amused. God help me, I am not amused.

*In case you weren’t aware, Jelly Bellys were Reagan’s all time favorite candy.

 

 

Hung’s New Parliament

03 Sunday Jul 2016

Posted by Mark in Mark, Politics in the Pig's Arms

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Dees is Us

Dees is Us

Seems I’m still popular which is truly a selfie in the face of overwhelming odds. Oh yes, to be Hung at this stage is just what the country needs. For anyone new, my old screen handle was Hung One On. This name came from a supervisor who when I was a young fella would say to you if you are little late or red eyed, “What’s wrong with you boy, have you hung one on?” meaning are you hungover.  Prophetic indeed.

Now we are back to 2010 by the looks, read this

Hung’s Parliament

Now, lets look at what I would change.

Give people jobs. Just don’t talk about it, do it, especially the kids.

Fix the environment. Julia started it, now keep going with it.

Execute cats, rabbits and fine defaulters. Nothing changed here.

Fix the tax system, once and for all. Negative gearing, super, whatever, just fix it and put up with the consequences.

Get boat people out of the crap they have to deal with and bring them in. Sort them out, real ones stay, fuck the others off.  Most come by plane any way.

Build something. Don’t sit on our hands, make our nation greater, fast trains, better roads, NBN, whatever, just do it, don’t worry about deficits etc., we did it with the bridge  and the Snowy, keep going, don’t stop. Stopping is about the worse thing you can do.

Drugs. Get them out of the hands of the crims.

Execute anyone who doesn’t agree starting with Tony Abbott or 4WD owners.

Come on guys, we need revenue, revenue that was robbed from us by Howard. Abbott says he is a love child of Howard and B Bishop, god help us that there are even people like this out there.

Finally, just look after the poor and disadvantaged. They didn’t ask to be that way. Give them Maslow’s hierarchy of needs so they can live a good life.

Written and typed by Hung One On, aka, Mark. 2.5 hrs form parliament house and Canberra.

 

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First Dog’s Royal Commission

12 Tuesday Apr 2016

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Fortress Government

20 Sunday Mar 2016

Posted by Therese Trouserzoff in Atom, Politics in the Pig's Arms

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Fortress Government, Greens

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Borrowed from J Brown with thanks

Story by Atomou

If the Greens think that they have gained a victory by siding with enemy to deliver us this appalling Senate electoral mangling, I ask them to remember Pyrrhus who, after the battle against the Romans, he looked at the field in front of him, completely covered with the mangled corpses of his men (in a grotesque pile of brotherhood with the Romans) said “If we are victorious in one more battle with the Romans, we shall be utterly ruined.”

On that battle alone he has lost 6,000 of his soldiers.

How many soldiers have the Greens lost in this absurd Pyrrhic victory?

And who is the enemy here?

The enemy is not the LNP kennel of mongrels. It would be the same if the Greens had sided with the other lot of mongrels, the ALP because the enemy here are not the parties and their policies but a closed, unapproachable Govn’t. It is the Fortress Govn’t which, behind the well secured walls the career politicians do deals with each other to… to build more walls, as impenetrable as possible so that their seats can be safe, no matter who’s the sitter.

The enemy is the corrupt Govn’t.

The enemy is the Netanyahu type wall that encloses the self proclaimed elite and excludes those wishing to take part in the activities of a Democratic Parliament, activities which are quintessential to Democracy.

What does the word mean, what did it mean over two and a half thousand years when Peisistratus invented it and invented the system? “Demos” is us. All of us. “Cracy” (aka Kratos) is strength, power, also Govn’t. Democracy therefore means “people power.”

The Govn’t consists of -yes, you may have heard the words, now uttered by charlatans, “power by the people, of the people and for the people.”

And without the demos, there is no Democracy and without Democracy there is no civilization and without civilization the people die.

The enemy is the wall which the coalition of LNP-Greens have just now erected around Democracy.

In ancient Athens where it all began, during a sitting of Parliament state police would get a huge rope and, using it like a fish net, gathered all the lazy citizens and brought them to the assembly. Some 6,000 men would be gathered there to hear and to speak various motions about the city. Six thousand men would represent something very near 10% of the eligible citizens.

Any one of them could raise, walk to the podium and speak his mind.

Any one of them!

No “Parties,” no “coalitions” but individual citizens -farmers, candlestick makers, smiths and sculptors. All there and all able to speak their mind. Thucydides records a great many of these speeches and they make a very engaging read.

This deed in which the Greens participated is not a reform, certainly not one achieved by democratic means. It is a mangling of Democracy’s first principle: the universal right to be a politician, that is, a member of the Polis, of the State.

It was a coup against a Principle, the vital principle that’s at the heart of a civilised society. Remove it, as they did and we have nothing short of a CleptoKhazaria or North Korea.

Nothing short of every foul apartheid regime that lives on the delusion that it has exclusive rights to power.

I want my neighbour on the left and my neighbour on the right and my neighbour across the road to be able to use his right as a member of a society to enter Parliament and to air his views -no matter how appalling they might be; and mate, are there not people with appalling views in there already?- on the floor of the australian agora, the seat of govn’t. I want them to be able to speak where voices are heard not dismissed or disfigured by the lying, self interested press, floating in the sewers of the country.

Let them enter and let them speak. If their utterances are unwise then in an inclusive Parliament wiser voices will correct them.

People in political parties don’t speak their mind. Their mind is silenced by the inner-sanctum of the party in what they call a democratic vote. This is cabinet democracy and has nothing to do with people’s democracy. It is a self serving democracy for dictators.

A member of a party can hardly do anything wrong if s/he simply tows the line. If they miss out getting elected the next time, then the party -the worst, most abhorrent of grotesque cabals- will find him/her a sinecure of some sort to see him/her through his/her life, along with a most generous pension and all sorts of other bonuses.

The independent candidate, the one who is unattached to a party will have no such “assistance” from anyone. If s/he misbehaves, that is if he goes against the will of the people, s/he will be out of the House and out of a job. They are on their own and only their views, their heart, their intelligence will dictate where they end up.

Parties are rife with corruption. Wheeling and dealing and self interest is their adhesive. The political contagion which grips one politician can and almost certainly spread to the rest of the party.

Let me rather have a govn’t of independents, much like the one that ruled ancient Athens and much of the rest of Greece.

Finally, I have heard a nauseating number of times the slogan that the Greens had this policy in their books for over a decade!

So what?

And so what if it was Bob Brown who put it together?

It was wrong then and it certainly is wrong now. It should have been ditched then and it should certainly be ditched now. It is a foul policy, an indubitably wrong policy if we are to pride ourselves that we are ruled democratically.

Of all the great things that Bob has achieved over the years, did the Greens have to focus on this error of his and make it out to be the very emblem of virtue?

And why was it utterly dormant for a decade?

And did those who voted for the Greens ever suspected -even if they knew that the policy was there- that this party will launch into an election with that piece of anathema?

I certainly didn’t and not only have I been voting for the Greens for the last decade but was an active volunteer with them.

Never thought I’d see the election in which this nonsense will be so vigorously promoted.

“I am afraid. Very afraid!

I am afraid that the doors and windows of Parliament are shutting us out ever more certainly and ever more securely and that all we will be able to do henceforth is to see the very badly acted Theatre of the Absurd they present us, called Question  Time.”

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