Green Left Weekly prints 'Rhetoric Free Edition' on postage stamp.

In case of media scrum, remove from casing.


"Cartoon's, eh? You say you write as well? Yes, they're all very nice uh, Colonel Nibble is it? But I'm afraid it's not really what we're looking for here at 'The Age' newspaper. Or as we like to call it, 'The People's Broadsheet'.

Here at Bunkumville, we're very firmly committed to the cutting edge of the excitingly average, the tastefully shallow, the delightfully biased and entirely predictable, but all with a professional sheen of dullness. And of course, many of our contributors and employees are indeed highly Professional Bores. Many with over three years of tedious and whacko 'Journalism Qualifications' under their cheap vinyl belts.

Quite frankly, we believe in tradition, like the tradition of pretty much always favouring the same old Left leaning dullards. And why not?

That's the demanding and high standards of the Art of Journalism in Oz, I'm afraid. And you just don't measure down, er, up you see? Oh yes, she's a harsh Mistress, is the old Hackery.

Now, if you could just be as bigoted, bereft, deluded, clueless, conceited and plain crazy as say our cartoonist, Michael Leunig for example, or as comfortably unchallenged, smug and gleefully spiteful as our columnist, Catherine Deveny, then we could talk. Yep, yapping ad nauseum. Yap, yap, yap, yap. See?".

Dig my cartoons here under 'Waldorph Hysteria'.



Sometime during the last year, 'The Age' advertised that they were looking for new cartooning talent! Riiight, sure they were. What a coincidence! I'm not looking for new cartooning talent either. So, I sends in me vastly superior scrawls, ahoy! The Matron handling this phony pantomime was actually very nice. She said my stuff was interesting, original, funny, exciting and entertaining. In short, none of the things they were looking for. So no dice. Quite a surprise, eh? About as surprizing as the ABC's 7:30 Report.

She asked me what I though about their long term cartoonist, Michael Leunig. As I was only in the early stages of grovelling for the potential to non-existent um, 'Position', I was very Diplomatic. I avoided saying things like what a neurotic, spittle flecked, repetitive, twisted and boring Leftoid freak Leunig is. But I would never say that. I guess these are the current specs for, and I kid you not, a "National Treasure!" I'd be bitter if I could get over the boredom of bothering at all. Aah, but I was like a foolish young schoolgirl.

"Love me! Publish and pay me!"

Hey, yesterday, instapundit 'Instalanched' me! That Glenn Reynolds is incredible, is he not? I dedicate this post to Glenn, the wonderful Lonnie 'ConservativeVoice' Beale, "Your Host" on YouTube and 'Doc' Roper at gmroper. The Doc graciously quotes a line of mine on his banner head. It's groovy, baby! It's from a post a way back, titled "I am the Ghost of the Endless Sadness of the Ordinary People".

The quote is "Peace and freedom come only through superior firepower, not absurd and suicidal ideas of 'inclusiveness' regards your mortal enemy".

Sports, I must also direct you all to John Ray at his brilliant blog called 'dissectleft'. And hey, he does just that, sports. Everyone is all in the swingin' and groovy links. Yep, there is also 'The Australian' newspaper. It's almost fit for adults, folks!

Check out one of Australia's 'station wagon full' of Conservative pundits and columnist's, Andrew Bolt. Old Andy is often called a "Fascist!" by the shrivelled Left, Liberal Fascist and Radical Axis of Mediocrity. Such default ad hominem's are usually made in absentia of having actually read much or any of his writing.

"Andy a Fascist you say? Of course he is, dear. Only last night Bolty and I arrested 15,000,000 people and Nationalised all industries".

Spoiled, affluent twerps screeching "Fascist!", is your virtual scientific proof that in reality, Andrew is a decent, intelligent, individual, courageous, hard working family guy who gives a damn and is pretty much right on the money. He's just a Conservative, like most adults. Andrew is online and has a cool forum too. He's great value and can be found at the odd little tabloid newspaper, 'The Herald Sun' in Melbourne. You can read 'The Sun's' entire news section before you get your change!

One of the 'Hardest Working Journalist's in Melbourne', good old Bolt beat me to it and posted a series of some of the following 'Fake News Headlines' under the cool header of "Just the fact's, Ma'am", on his great blog. Bravo Andy and thanks very much. How does he do it all? I have enough trouble doing my laundry.

"Colonel Robert Neville discovers headlines to amaze".
Andrew Bolt.

But there's the rub, Boyo. The Herald Sun often has some great supplement's. And as tabloid's often seem to do in the midst of their relentless churning of the 'Grist for the Mill', they still manage in their way to reflect a little more of the ordinary people's desires and fear's than say, 'The Age'. Because for 'The Aged', that would be so, gauche.

Remember folks, your mind can be saved even after University.




A Load Of Old Fake News Headlines. Ain't they nearly all?


Kitchen sink drama actually about kitchen sink.

Child prodigy violin ensemble filled with kiddie fiddlers.

Serious art film Director makes 'real life' drama about diarrhoea.

Activist admits to having no real interest in 'the people' just hates parents.

Alcoholic street beggar spends money on pie not liquor.

Bangladeshi man receives telemarketing call from Australia during a convenient time at own request.

Fifty percent of child bride marriages end in divorce due to immaturity and senility.

Unattractive man finds bathroom mirror reflection unattractive.

Woman accuses deaf, blind and mute husband of being argumentative.

Worlds most boring man enjoys own company.

Successful expatriate expresses humility and gratitude to home country.

Achievement of Che Guevara discovered.

Girlfriend’s drawer contains no ugly menstrual underwear.

‘The Age’ newspaper not dull and entirely predictable. “The Age newspaper is not dull and entirely predictable” says Editor.

Obnoxious bar drunk draws line at making loud song requests of pianist.

Bogans ask cover band to stop playing AC/DC and Cold Chisel songs.
Cold Chisel were a very successful working class R&B rock band, that were extremely musically competent and talented. Hence, they were mostly always profoundly unpopular with inner-city hipsters et al. Being a fan may become an ironic pose at any time and conversely, 'Chisel' may become extremely popular for several months with said hipsters. A bogan is a working class guy whose only crime is being unfashionable and clueless regards the contemporary.

Couple in long term relationship never break wind in front of each other.


Conceptual artist concedes the concept of audience conceiving enjoyment and understanding worth considering.

Rare tawny owl legitimate reason for bulldozing woodland.

Good looks of otherwise conceited and vacuous girl still satisfying after two months.

Entire High School staff well dressed in contemporary fashions.

Magician makes instant coffee.

Four year old unamused by loud flatulence.

Dreadlocks at private school worn by actual Jamaican.

Entire Latin American road system now chicken truck free.

Hyperbole mostly exaggerated.


Monkey at zoo maintains dignity.

Goat at Satanic ritual replaced with parrot.

Fugitive outlaws find Mexican village, Mission and Church all in good repair but no plaintive guitars.

Radical aware of empirical difference between Prime Minister and Hitler.

Protester has nothing to complain about personally.

Irish Priest neither jovial nor taciturn.

No Zoot suits worn on Skid Row.

Leftist admits to living in comfortable Democracy not Fascist Dictatorship.

Violent ‘Eat the rich’ protests in city leave private schools deserted.

Teenage Goth prefers Hawaii.

Cavalry’s arrival worsens situation.

Vandal buys private property complains about graffiti.

David Irving fabricated past decency.

People in kitchen at parties most light hearted.

Former President just older not a statesman.

Former Prime Minister silent.


Left leaning comedian finds performing to a predominantly Left leaning audience ‘challenging’.

Chaser World Tour ridiculing Islam cancelled due to death of entire cast.
The Chaser is a satirical ABC TV show.

Chasers World Tour ridiculing Christianity cancelled due to indifference and Dave Allen Tour.

World improving since brick thrown through fast food chain window by student protester.

Over 99% of statistics are meaningless.

48% of people have some point of difference to the other 52%.

Most cases of neglect are negligible.

The average life expectancy of aborted babies has remained stable.

One in three people feel the odd one out.

Most younger siblings find constant ‘wedgies’ confidence building.

Cat enters front door without hesitating shows no signs of aloofness.

Talking Parakeet in comedy film not dubbed.

Light hearted passage found in Russian novel.


French film not about French.

Italian film uses coherent dialogue sparingly and when relevant.

Hong Kong movie stays in single genre.

Indian film needs to be seen in sequence.

English film confident and positive about being English.

Swedish film light hearted and entertaining.

Israeli film from 1960’s found not starring Topol.

Australian film watched.

Japanese film not crazy.

Welsh film.

No Maoris in violent New Zealand film.

Documentary hopes to not change or effect anything.

Recipient of government grant loves government.

Advertisement clearly explains limits of product.

Teenage diary filled with insight, inspiration and compassion for parents.

No irrational contributors to newspaper letters page.


Communist writes business plan.

Pop musician says that economic policy and geopolitics are beyond his abilities.

Yes man fails to impress Boss.

Middle Management challenges Status Quo.

Lower level employee advances due to constructive criticism and new ideas.

Middle aged Dad fails to comment on kid feeling like an ice cream.

Middle aged Dad’s life empty of corrosive criticism and filled with incredible sex.

TV Network hires talented innovator indefinitely.

Artist inspired by the mundane compromises of life.

Clones reach consensus on cloning want more clones, more clones, more clones.

Group of female friends finds focus on gossip and complaining tedious and limiting.

Weekly women’s magazine talks science, geo-politics and poses philosophical questions.

Bob Brown talks in depth.
Australian Green's Party Leader.

Bob Ellis rational, coherent and sober.
Old, addled, verbose old time Australian Labour Party Leftoid.

Peter Garret silent after dumping dated rhetoric, hyperbole and party line.
Ex-Left alt rock band frontman, now a more entertaining Labour Party man.


Movie star researches facts on pet hobby horse.

Friday night Chapel Street Commodore contains female.
Popular Melbourne inner-city street and lout magnet. A Commodore is the favoured four-door sedan of said louts.

Friday night cruise cars mostly driven by the mature and intelligent.

Working Class suburbs mullet free.

Inner city no longer smug and condescending.

Inner city opinions entirely connected to real world.

Sean Penn shows patriotism and gratitude to USA not Latin American despot.

Sean Penn stops beating girlfriend takes on passing teamsters.

Hollywood stars held accountable for past statements and actions.

Jane Fonda not neurotically skirting treason. “I want to be remembered as Washington Jane” says Fonda.

Susan Sarandon not an addled old tart says Sarandon. “I’m going to stop this illegal war and logically I’ll support putting the Baathists back in power by showing my breasts at the March for Peace through Comfortably Affluent Delusion, Treason and Stupidity” said Susan.

Michael Leunig does cartoon condemning Islamic terrorism and communist dictatorships.

Michael Leunig dumps street wino look corduroy and jumper set. “Let’s face it. I look like a crazy, deluded, indulged and indulgent old fool. I’m gonna get some great adult style guidance from Carson Kressley” said Mike.

Michael Leunig not looking like an elderly Jewish woman woken at 3AM.

Bono not the focus of pointless political leader meetings.

Bono and U2 finances not entirely in Bahamas tax haven. “That would make me a celebrity hypocrite and a phony” said Bono.

Bob Geldof caring and tactful to people he has actually met.”I realised that acting the sour and world weary pop star doesn’t hide the fact that I’m a very successful sour and world weary businessman” said Bob.

Parkinson finds celebrity guests anti Bush rhetoric not funny. “Two out of three guests say the same predictable stuff so I have to fake it to laugh at all” said Michael.

Critics of Capitalism not supported by Capitalism.

Socialised medicine great for patients.

Brain drain stops due to drain clogged with brains says plumber.

Japanese sense of humour trials to begin soon.

The Invasion of the Body Politic Snatchers.

Avoid expressing yourself around the left, liberal and radical. No, really. Because sports, they believe utterly in the diversity of expressing every kind of opinion, except for yours and mine...


Dear sports, here's a real old favourite from Saturday September 29 2007. It's a little piece that really gave me a boost to keep on writing, even if nobody else wanted me to. Now as you probably already dig, I'm as the blog header says a Peter Cook, P.J O'Rourke, Groucho Marx, Mark Steyn kind of a guy.

So naturally, the following empirical analysis is as clear as day around here in inner-city urban Groovyville. Now not everyone round these here part's has been infected via a pod from outer space, meaning mass Leftardism, but er, most probably are, I'm afraid. It does give another level of meaning to podcast. Eerily, it's now a cast of million's. Ah, the left are nothing if not totalitarian fascistic control freaks at heart. Yes, freaks. Sometimes I wake up laughing, screaming or both.




I live in the inner-city and I know many people who at first seem just like regular people. They wear their underwear on the inside of their pants and can tie their own shoelaces. They eat food, watch TV and have jobs. Very few devote gleeful spare hours to kicking boxes full of puppies. But there’s something different about many of them and it’s not always apparent at first. I’ve noticed it more and more as I’ve learnt and changed, always reading voraciously as I research this, global phenomena.

The first sign is that they're not really that prone to showing enthusiasm and joy. I mean real uninhibited energy and an excitement about the future and its potential. Basically, being a God damned complete and alive human being. It’s as if they're living in a depressive envelope with some idea that life as it is, is all wrong, basically doomed and cancerous and must therefore end. And at the same time there's an odd smug conceit, as if there is an inevitable 'truth' to their nightmarish viewpoint.

There's also the creepiest implied undertone, unspoken but it’s clearly all there in their posturing. It’s assumed that they are part of a growing under-group inexorably destined to reach critical mass and you, and everything about you is irrelevant and expendable.

Now, they don’t say anything as such in general conversation of course, unless you touch on almost any serious, important or adult topic. In the end though, you soon see that anything and I do mean anything, can be extrapolated onto their relentlessly negative and peculiar default stream of explanatory style. But usually you don’t even get the pre-amble. It’s just straight to the high pitched sound they emit.

If you live in the inner-city as I said I do, there will be few people that you can talk to about this. Most people will look at you blankly and say, "I don't understand what you mean. I haven't noticed anything. It all seems normal to me". Well, it would. That's because many of them are er, THEM.

And just as in the movie ‘The Invasion of the Body Snatchers', starring Donald Sutherland, the instant you speak and reveal yourself as having any depth of individuality and difference, they point at you and their mouths open wide, denouncing you to the unseen crowd. But the shrill sounds they let out only mean something to them and their alien and alienated group of conformist and mirrored vegetable spawn. But it’s all supposed to be for our own good. They babble endlessly and without any logical end to their interference, that we’ll all be perfectly happy in the coming Marxist product sodden, left liberal progressive, Utopian madhouse.

What they push out so intensely and with a strange unnerving sense of panic are not words at all. Not with any natural humanity, expression or purpose, but a mindless repeating of a siren that drowns out your own voice and thoughts while stating overwhelmingly and repeatedly, “Here is the individual, the original and truly authentic man, woman and child whom the group has not completely hypnotised, suffocated, absorbed and eliminated as superfluous to plan”.

How could a mass sprouting of inhuman freaks with such an empty mechanical mindset in an obvious marching group think and lockstep, get to such a percentage without anyone noticing? And my God, they’re in such positions of influence; in our schools, government, media and entertainment and so on.

These things amongst us, all repeat the same absurd, contradictory, cold, manipulative, robotic, mass produced, stupid and horrible lies. How could obvious frauds get such a foothold on the fertile, red blooded, natural and the decent? How did they begin supplanting the productive, Democratic and rational life with their monstrously fake sounds, their empty gestures, insane modifications and rules that leave us open to invasion by millions of other variant spores of the same species?

Speak to many of them in the daylight and they can seem normal, reasonable, almost...life-like. Unless of course you use keywords that express virile reality, fecund, important human values and time-proven traditions, and then they will instantly and hideously reel back, pointing at you, their faces contorted like a stretched bladder, wailing their insane, continuous screech as they begin mouthing out endlessly, “YOU ARE THE ENEMY! DESTROY THE CONSERVATIVE FREE INDIVIDUAL HUMAN BEING!”

I am the Ghost of the Endless Sadness of the Ordinary People.

What can I say?


I’ve wanted to write about this photo for a long time, how it connects to things and what it leads me to. My personal thoughts and feelings about it kinda stopped me writing anything at all for a while. When I look at it I feel a nausea and a lack of air, as if the room is clouded with paint thinner. It’s so profoundly terrible. I often find myself being mesmerised by it as if I have to find something that's in the details. That’s until, and this is important, until the sadness is rapidly replaced with an intense anger. But it’s all impotent, innit?

I can’t reach in and break the knees and neck of the freak with the weapon. The way the woman is kind of shielding and holding her kid so close with a crushing and selfless love. You can see it and feel it. I want to reach into the picture and pull them out. The way the kids legs dangle, just like I’ve seen my own kid and others in exactly the same way, like at the beach or park.

It always leads me to think of many, many other incidents that have stuck in my mind over the years.

One of the first that comes to me is of the Jewish Mother, her two little girls and little boy. I think it was 2006 near or in Jerusalem. I've been trying to refind this story recently, without luck. Anyway, they were driving along when they were fired upon by Islamic Militants. The car was stopped. The Mother was shot in the chest, dead. The Muslim freaks then came up to the car windows, shot the little boy sitting next to his Mother in the head and the little girls in the face. These two sweet, small sisters were found later with their little arms still hugging around each other.

I think of the courage, desperation, frustration, humiliation and fear of the fourteen year old boy who 'stood up' as best as a child can, to Che 'the child killer' Guevara, and was personally shot in the head, with much fanfare and glee, by Che' the narcissist, coward and fraud.

And like the nine year old female child soldier who escaped from guerrilla fighters in the Congo jungle. They caught her again of course, and made the other children literally bite her to death, tearing off her flesh piece by piece. I think about the 27 Iraqi children getting candy from US Marines being blown up by a car bomb and the people coming to their aid being blown up by a second planned car bomb.

Or the group of about 20 school girlfriends being grabbed by Serbian soldiers and taken to a hall where together, they were raped and stabbed to death. (And now the Kosovo Muslim Government is a growing Islamist Gangster Rackets & Enterprise State connected directly to Bin Laden etc, right in the heart of Europe. They traffic drugs, child sex slaves, arms, weapons, money, explosives, terrorists, Hell, you name it. And all under the protection of the UN!)

I remember reading an eye witness account by a British POW who saw at Auschwitz, a 17 year old girl on her knees being beaten down as hard as possible with a whip by a Nazi officer. I consider these things because they never leave me and they are all happening right now. The freak regime of North Korea experiments, tortures and executes entire families. Thousands of them. Iran has jails with two year olds in them. I think about the many Thai Buddhist monks currently being beheaded every week by Islamists. I think about them all as they tend to come to me seemingly without trigger. Yes, I consider them all, I do.

I think about how these murdered ordinary human beings always have one thing in common. They are all unarmed and no one came to their rescue.

How does this stuff come about? I know exactly how. Why do people say never again then do all the things that mean all it takes to happen again is for the murderous and deceptive to take the necessary steps? I see folks doing it now or more clearly, letting it happen. In fact, accommodation, appeasement, cowardice, self-loathing, cultural and security suicide, societal exhaustion and surrender is all that many have to offer. The same people are promoting extreme and absurd lies, pushing their fashionable and topsy turvy views, staging civil revolt, advocating hatred and serious violence against our own Democratic Governments, economies, institutions and societies.

There is a great poster showing Hitler, Stalin and Mao in a row. Underneath it says, ‘Dictators agree. Gun control works'. The reason this woman and her sweet child could be murdered is because she and the major parts of her society under attack were completely disarmed. The same logic applies everywhere and every time.

In Nazi Germany, China, North Korea, Iran, Burma, Saudi Arabia, Congo, Cuba, Zimbabwe, only the army and the authorities have their own freely used and absolute right to hold weapons. Unfortunately, in Australia, we are currently largely disarmed. No fully armed populace has ever been murdered en masse nor have they ever tolerated oppression for long. People who have civil government, economic freedom and guns are always free because it can't be taken away from them. Those without are not free because life continues only at the whim of those with the power, meaning the guns.

A Totalitarian Dictatorship can do whatever they want to do to an unarmed civilian populace and they invariably do exactly that. True, real and lasting freedom is fully armed.

As P.J O’Rourke said “Peace Kills”. In a real world that's not always so kind, peace and freedom come only through superior firepower, not absurd and suicidal ideas of 'inclusiveness' regards your mortal enemy.

Yes, trouble with guns. Checks on criminal and mental history are fine as far as I can see. Unfortunately this is pushed by anti-gun people who see this as just a first step to banning and controlling citizen’s rights to be armed. In Australia we no longer have that right and think what that can mean and what it has meant in world history. Consider that if everyone is unarmed, in reality it actually means that only the law abiding are defenceless.

You can buy for around two to four thousand dollars, a really nice compact sub machine gun in the same way as you buy drugs or stolen property. Shotguns, rifles and handguns? Er, we are NOT living in a gun free one. Gun free zones end precisely when someone with a gun says so.

I want to know why people are so eager to hand their personal protection to a thinly stretched and unreliable police force and the unstable ideology of changing political parties?

Do you know that in America, everywhere that gun ownership is common and even enforced; gun crime is low to non-existent? The reason the dysfunctional attack school and shopping centres is because they are still sane enough to know that schools are unarmed. Few NRA meetings, gun clubs, gun expo’s, towns where concealed guns are allowed or compulsory, gun shops, military bases, police stations and biker saloons are ever the victims of a single gun swinging bread dough lump with eyes and a grudge. It’s the same reason that gangs of youths don’t attack building sites filled with construction workers.

All crime is mostly about opportunity, incentive and payoff. Stop or greatly lessen all opportunity, incentive and payoff and you stop or greatly lessen crime.

Women who get into guns in a serious or professional way love what guns rather instantly give them; power. They seem to abandon ideology and voodoo pretty fast. The six shooter used to have engraved on its barrel “I Am The Great Equaliser”. And it was. The smallest woman with training was and is the equal and actual superior of any violent man, bully, killer, would be rapist or gang. Nobody talked down to Annie Oakley.

Women love the primal and sudden sense of power. Do you really believe in women’s rights, autonomy and freedom? Let women carry concealed guns and there will soon be almost no rapes and the women’s shelters will have room to spare. I have no problem with a woman defending herself and her family against a superior force with the help of Colt, Ruger and Smith & Wesson.

Now apparently to some, guns are all about violence and machismo. Er, violence is an action so not all of it is negative. Try arresting dangerous criminals with no violence at all. Machismo is maleness, albeit exaggerated. It's dangerous and oppressive crap when it’s out of proportion. As it is in oppressive, lawless and crime ridden societies, often where women and children have little or no rights, power and influence.

There would be a lot less honour killings and acid thrown in the face of women if they were armed and ready. Rape as they say, is about power mostly, though I think it's also about violent and co-ercive sexual assault, to be honest.

If you are prepared to use violence to avoid being assaulted it may stop you meeting the fate of a sheep or the one hundred and seventy million people murdered by Communism/Socialism, Nazism, Imperial Japan, Fascist Italy, Islamism and other Totalitarian Dictatorships. If you have some machismo at least of the level of balls and spine, you will probably not be one of the passive or terrified victims of crime and intimidation against your family, friends and society. Yes, I think it would be a little better if we took a few things a little more seriously and without so much lame compromise.

It’s funny, but people just try not to think about the kinds of things that can happen at any time and almost anywhere. You may be quite surprised how little protection you have and how few, to no rights you have to protect yourself effectively and decisively at all. It’s more likely you will be the one in serious trouble for protecting your own life, your family, property and rights.

This is now the case in the UK where you literally can’t defend yourself effectively. Indeed you must be very careful to neither hinder nor upset your assailant. Many people have been prosecuted and jailed for defending their virtually absent rights during violent home invasions.

In England there are over 1350 Mosques. Over six hundred of them are controlled by an Islamist Imam who speaks clearly and openly about violent and armed civil war to make England entirely Islamist. I wonder what they may be stockpiling in those Mosques exactly? Ever tried to get the Police on a particularly busy full-moon Saturday night? Try it on a particularly busy Islamist Mayhem night.

Do you know that since July 2007, two thirds of new Police recruits in Victoria Australia, have been women? Er, from my experience, very few of the young Muslim and other men I came into contact with, seemed to think very of highly of women at all. Oh, they talked about it sometimes in their "what you want to hear" way, but er, not in practice really. What are all Muslim males like? I don't know but the impression can often be a bit of a drag.

These guys had little to no respect for Western women. They alternatively hated, lusted after and envied white women. As for women who to them, put in the blasphemous position of power over men? Um, they ain't really interested, pal. I found many of these guys abject cowards when faced down. They commonly went into obsequious overdrive at any real and serious show of unbending force. All the better for planning the sneak attack in the back, I found. They respected power only, baby, yes they do. Hence, the Mid-East being full of Central Casting brute 'leaders' only.

So, the idea of the average female Police officer being able to project any real physical presence, authority and power to these chums is frankly, laughable. So, good luck on getting some assistance via Police muscle on 'Night of the Long Knives: Redux'.

“Er, ok operator. I think I can hold off the local branch of Islamic Rage Boy’s with this egg whisk. But, do hurry, there's a dear”.

You think it’s fantasy? I had the misfortune to have a café in a working class area filled with immigrants, many from Africa and the Middle East and so on without any discernible skills as far as I could see. If you see hanging out all day while the women looked after everything at home, yeah, they were professionals.

There were endless nights of marauding gangs with the Police unavailable, outnumbered or too plain scared to respond. I witnessed a lot of violence and intimidation by gangs of Arab, Muslim, Lebanese, Vietnamese and black African gangs of ‘youth’ as their virtual lifestyle. And man, the Police often meant nothing to them. One riot between rival blacks went on in the local CBD for five hours one night and toward dawn.

What could we do? Cringe upstairs above our cafe where we unfortunately lived albeit temporarily, with the windows and curtains shut, trying to block out the joyful sounds of the local tax payer funded Mau Mau Rebellion Re-enactment Society.

No Police and not the slightest mention in the media, local or otherwise. Well, it wouldn’t be PC as they say. Therefore, it never happened. And um, there's quite a few more of these charmers there now and more on the way.

Yeah sure, a lot of them were busy showing how much they hated each other, but they still found time to say how much they really hated Australia, white people and Jews. But especially white women and girls and how they were all whores and they were going to rape them etc, etc. Oh yes, a real delight.

Aah, the rich tapestry of multiculturalism. The groovy and fun parts that are a nice part of your chosen ‘lifestyle’ are mostly it can seem, for the middle class. Yep, I love that Doctor from Ghana, the shop owner from Vietnam and the plumber from China. Not so crazy about the killer from Lebanon, the drug dealer from Sudan and his brother the serial rapist.

The poor, the working class and all the decent immigrants get the rather more ‘raw’ end of it, I guess. Er, trying saying this to many folks and you can see the turmoil in their faces, poor things. "But this is rocking my paradigm and associated assumptions! This is not what we were told! Where is Happy Land? I must go there. I think I'll have some nice pie. Yes, I'll have some pie".

Well, rock on, Fluffy.

And what about hate? People prattle on about hate as if the wishful thinking of its absence in the perpetrators and even the victims will so wrong headedly stop oppression and mass murder. There’s nothing wrong with hating the right things, as you are much more likely to be motivated to act seriously and do something about it than the cringing, pleading or the fashionable apologists of the Left.

If the millions of victims of mass murder hated their potential killer's with a great intensity and were all fully armed, they would not have mostly been murdered. You can be nice all you want all the way to a mass grave on the edge of a bulldozed pit, but your enemies will merely rub their hands with glee. These emotions are human and will never disappear, so you better, if you really care about the decent people around you, be on the right side of such passions.

History surely repeats, especially if you try the same methods just that one more time, while forgetting the memories.

Dr. Shafer perfects the moral and rational vacuum.

Mohammed, a patient at Dr. Shafer's Clinic, is making great progress. The Doc believes in 'valuing' and seeing Mohammed's urge to murder unbelievers as an equally valid viewpoint as say Anglicanism, or even more so.

Dr. Shafer feels that without the discredited Western and 'Euro centric' ideas of 'objective judgement' clouding inter-faith dialogue, full 'inclusiveness' for Mohammed is not far off. Mohammed is pictured at last weeks Group Therapy Picnic. We say Allah Akbar, Mohammed!



Dear sports, this is my weedy response to a Dr. Alan Shafer who wrote and presented a classic tract of Left Academic PC vegetable drivel, non-response and apologia, regards 9/11 and Islamism etc. You can dig it all on his intellectual Hall of Mirrors website at alanshafer.com.

Yes, that's it. I feel better now. Anyway, it was nicely razzed by the good people at Islammonitor.org. It seems Dr Shafter and his ilk will be merrily prattling and spinning this kind of crap by the ream, right up until the 'Islamic Rage Boy's' are slicing off Aunt Doris's head on the steps of Flinder's Street Station. Apparently, these people are the 'professionals' who advise and guide, wait for it....us! A disgrace. But damn good for a laugh. We may even die laughing. Boom tish!




Dear Doc Shafer:

I’ve quoted them both many times before and here they are again. "The greatest flaw of the West is its ability to draw a moral equivalence between anything and everything. It really is an inability to see anything in due proportion". Mark Steyn.

Christopher Hitchens has said that the scandal of the 20th Century was that the intellectual elites never called Communist Totalitarianism what it was.

Regards your piece Doc, er, here goes. I believe you gave it the very snappy title of "Hate your neighbour as you hate yourself;(!) Prejudice and the Psycho-Politics of Divisiveness". And who said Academics weren't cool and couldn't swing? My fingers are clickin' already! I'm doo bee, doo bee doing it, Al baby! Hit it!

I can see it gathering dust at the Uni Library now. I think it comes with dust? Sprinkly, sprinkly. Doc! Your piece is an embarrassing and astoundingly crazy piece of moral relativism, no, really! Just your standard 'Ya jivin' me?' dhimmi style Islamist apologia. I believe they may have got the measure of it at Islammonitor.

Also check out dissectleft.blogspot.com, where the true mind set and sources of your virtual parody piece are described in great, precise detail and Fisked utterly.

I’m sure if I met you, you're a regular and basically good person. Er, kinda, maybe? Now there’s the problem right there. People who see themselves as good and maybe even are, and want to be seen as such, often cannot comprehend that there are people who are capable of relentlessly wicked and monstrous acts.

No, I don't mean the default juvenile hyperbole responses of "BushIsHitler!". I mean people whose permanent policy is to get explosively excited while relentlessly slicing off the heads of men, women and children and blowing up anyone and everyone into a thousand pieces in the name of Allah, Mohammed and Islam.

The 'good' people of Naiveland, Deluded Town and Disingenuousville can only seem to picture this hard and harder reality in a repetitive, bizarre, non-existant linkage to the people and agencies they think they know but actually don’t. Hence, the absurd attributions against our own government, the authorities and our institutions. Such a point of view is fatally flawed, totally ineffective and is ultimately doomed.

A merely intellectual position that is unwilling to believe in itself, that has nothing solid to believe in anymore cannot survive. If you believe there is no war, nothing worth defending, living or dying for and entirely no enemy, you will be swept away like grass, by the foe who has relied so surprisingly easily on just this strain of security and cultural suicide, to destroy us all.

Well Al, you can be helped but the first step is recognising you are ill! I know you can do it. Your mind can be saved even after University.

Yeah, you say you don't want to suggest that other groups don't have hateful elements but you er, don't want to actually, clearly and loudly document any of them. Yep, so it's Christian terrorists that have everyone so nervous at the airports then? Would they also be white too?

You criticized the President's post 9/11 speech and complained that there is "no complexity, no ambivalence or in between" in it and pointed out the bleeding obvious to the too lazy to notice anything else set, the "you are either with us or against us" line. The reason you may feel this way is because that is exactly the case and the reality of the World Trade Centre attacks. There is no "complexity, ambivalence or in-between" in such acts. The simple fact that you are so rarefied and pretentious as to be seemingly incapable of clearly seeing Islamism and 9/11 for what they are and mean, is EXACTLY your problem.

The President is entirely right to see this so simply, as you sneeringly say from your irresponsible and unaccountable pontificator's armchair. Simple means stripped of superflous distractions and pointless guff. It's imperative to be able to see raw reality as one does tend to, when faced with the rather stark facts of life or death. Make a choice, Bub. You'll have to sooner or later. George Bush always means what he says and quite frankly, the Prez has balls.

Oh, the merry ride into The Wonderful World of Islamism is gonna get much worse. But toodle toot, you say?

Where is the "in between" exactly? There’s no complexity in 19 affluent Islamists, believing utterly in the clearly unambivalent messages and imperatives of Islam and Mohammed. Unlike those whose only basis of reply is it seems the useless, neutered, fashionable, amorphous twittering of a kind of cultural nullity. Its reducto ad absurdum and auto apology all the way, folks.

These mass killers were all backed by the multi-millionaire playboy, mass murderer and ignorant fraud Bin Laden. The only complexity, ambivalence and in-betweens are to be found in your kind of ridiculous and obscene default position responses.

Why are you seemingly more concerned at what the President said than what 19 Islamic hijackers actually did? What is wrong with people like you exactly? Aren't you a little old to be so um, Undergraduate in your world view?

So, what part of 9/11 are you in favour of and 'for'? What Nazi and Imperial Japanese grudges would you have been happy to lend a sympathetic ear to?

What percentage are you 'not' with the people who oppose Islamist terror or are its victims? What percentage are you sympathetic to and 'for' Global Islamists objectives? What kind of terrorist act would you condemn and criticize without hesitation, without the small print?

My dear, when it comes to the crunch in any real test; the Left and Liberal is usually entirely theoretical and peculiar of mind, going instantly into extrapolation and a tediously predictable denial overdrive.

I guess anything to avoid making adult choices, eh? If one is witness to an assault, a rape, any active crime or disaster there are only two choices; act or not to act. Almost 3,000 murders? The meaning is entirely and wilfully inverted by you until it means zip, until wait,....the victims are equal to, or even worse than their murderers!

As you see, actions count Sparky, but to many, not 9/11 and so on. To you, only the actions of George Bush count as bad and there is no action of Al Qaeda and Islam that cannot be explained away as wait for it,...George Bush’s fault! The West’s fault! Christianity’s fault! Er, ya forgot this Islam stuff is 1300 years old and plenty of it on both Carter and Clinton’s myopic watch.

But once you start reassessing even one Left shibboleth, that particular soggy House of Cards will start to collapse completely. Then what’s an academic to do?

What do many believe in beyond seeming to believe in anything but their own cultural heritage? What would they act upon at the testing point? Where does their courage and conviction lay beyond the wasteland of deconstruction and theorising? This is partly why many Muslims can despise the West, because of the decadent fools who believe only in their own ideological posturing, their own moral vanity, unlike the serious followers of Islam, who believe utterly and are unshaken in their absolute fecund, virile cultural confidence. Consequently they're far more determined to act upon this than you can ever conceive.


Believe me; you would make a great satirical reference point. I couldn't make your stuff up. Couldn't! I think it's the pretence at 'balance' that throws it all out of whack so much. What makes your stuff so awfully laughable is that it has no identifiable humour and takes itself entirely seriously. How do you manage that? I guess you don't read any of it out loud.

Er, using your non-analysis and non-methods, aren't you projecting your hatred onto people who are not PC, not Left, not Liberal bog standard academics but can clearly see evil or gee, here's a thought, are actually EXPERIENCING it? Or is an abused child's hatred, a rape victims anger and the families of the thousands of victims of Islamist terrorism merely just 'projecting' something 'bad' within themselves? Alan, you have disappeared up your own fatuous abstracting, m'boy.

It's either morally disingenuous or plain wilfully ignorant to ignore, defend or apologise for the reality of the empirically, historically, relentlessly daily violence of Global Islamism and by default the truth of Mohammed. Mo and Islam are to Muslims one and the same. Mohammed was a rapist, paedophile, Jew hating marauding mass murderer who raped, crushed, burnt, dhimmied and destroyed two thirds of the then known world. So er, only good can come from that, eh?

Try thereligionofpeace.com just for starters. How can you seemingly not take these things seriously?

Those who make the effort to document and research Islam have the moral clarity, decency and reality that your absurd mental gymnastics and bankrupt, junk 'theory' are incapable of. I mean, you're about 57? How can you think like this? No secret. Live in a fantasy life completely supported by the system you despise. Maybe this is the best you can do and perhaps everyone you know 'thinks' the same? Well, don't put it out there on the Net if you don't want to be utterly Fisked, critiqued and slammed to some degree and at some point.



It's not always important to 'understand ' your opponent as it is to understand when you are in peril and be able to spontaneously and effectively destroy them. In a street fight it's irrelevant to 'know' your attacker. You should only concentrate on responding effectively to their words and actions.

The choices available to us are few. Firstly avoid conflict. This is empirically not an option. Global Islam is waging an asymmetrical and relentless war of aggression. The next is negotiation or compromise. This again is empirically not an option. The only 'demands' of Islamism are worldwide conversion to Islam, our Dhimmitude and death. So er, no. Not much there either. The next choice is face the reality of our mortal enemy and the harsh facts of our position. The next and only step is annihilate our opponent. I believe Sir Winston Churchill said it nicely.

"Victory at all costs, victory in spite of all terror, victory however long and hard the road may be; for without victory, there is no survival". Winston Churchill.

At what point exactly would you consider victory over defeat? What it boils down to is that such a mindset is opposed to killing terrorist's but not opposed to endless ad nauseum critiques of those that Islam relentlessly attacks. Go figure.

What you have written is absolute bunkum and rubbish without merit or much decency, but you parade it as such. Some kind of morality? Er, it ain't. It's the kind of nullity, at best amorphous and rational vacuum that still manages to know instinctively when to usually pull its feeble and spineless punches; when it's Islam, any other problematic subject regards critique, or PC taboo.

One of the highlights of the criticism of your inverted piece that was Fisked heartily at Islammonitor, is under a picture of the mass graves of Bergen Belsen Concentration Camp. They've followed your own post-modern, post logic pretty much as you yourself have clearly stated it should be, in your turgid and largely unreadable essay. The caption reads; 'Victims of our unconscious being projected as hate towards the Nazi's'. Apt and pretty much says it all.

You can reply. I'd welcome it and I won't cut you off. I'd like to know what you have to say about the tosh you have put out. Anyone is welcome to criticize anything I put out, that's if they give a damn.

All the best Doc. Take two pills and call me in the morning.

Night Swallows West.

Dear sports, this is my feeble and amateur attempt at the first part of a short story. I really liked Richard Matheson's freaky and eerie classic, I Am Legend. Though I thought the vampire angle was a bit naff, while disturbing and beautifully well done. I just can't believe in 'em at all.

In fact, I often find horror fantasy neither scarey nor fantastic. More a neat allegory, or a preposterous and poor second to the harsh and disturbing facts of er, current reality. No, really. And I found the I Am Legend film a disappointing, utterly unconvincing and shallow CGI mistaken bore. But what do I know?

Now I thought that the idea of being the poor last bastard on earth and why, would be frightening enough and without the vamps. But what do I know? I hope you get a laugh out of it.





Chapter 1. A Figure On The Landscape.

A light breeze snaked past the open doors of a balcony and through the space between two heavy curtains, pushing them slightly inwards. There was almost no sound from outside and nothing passed within as the cool air drifted softly over the body of Sam Peeps, as he lay asleep in the half-light of the room. The sound of his own voice brought him to a kind of semi-consciousness, the partially shouted words unfolding rapidly in the shadows. With a wired shot, he sat up as his arms pushed out straight from his sides and pressed hard into the bed.

"There is no such thing as the Devil!", he said.

"Oh Christ. Day or night?" he wondered vaguely for a moment before falling back into torpor. Several phrases fell from his half opened mouth like a kind of catechism. "All failure is a lack of concentration. God never interferes in our lives. Energy can only go in one direction at a time", he said in a continuous mumble.

"You're not listening, are you?! Never did. I tried to...save you", he growled to no one. "It's all a little hey, hey...late, sport. Yes, endurance".

Flattening out on the damp sheets with a deep exhalation, Peeps knew these words to be so and that they were a test though difficult to apply. He recalled offering long ago in explanation to someone he could not remember, in understanding the true meaning of the first, you achieve the simplicity of the second and reveal the clarity of the third. The fourth provides the strength and flexibility to continue. Now as he tried to concentrate, he knew that he was alone.

Slipping ever deeper into exhaustion, Sam Peeps tried to gauge if he was awake, asleep or somewhere in between. At these moments, it seemed that Peeps could think clearly and that there was time in which to do so. In the last of his wakefulness, he saw that they were only sensations, the idea of thought much as vanishing pools of light.

Like his memories, they appeared in a fractional split within a second or were spread over hours in broken pieces. It was sometimes as if nothing had ever really existed. And now there was only him and him alone on a silently turning earth.

With a slight odd smile another peculiar statement came to him, as they often did. "In the sharp sun of midday and the deep drop of night, fallen angels, a false prophet and the Son of God".

Between the long days and a murky sleep that seemed to pull him down into an enveloping and sucking fold, recurring thoughts like troubling and formless insects continued to move and float through Peeps mind. A persistent theme that would rise up in this half-state, was of how Indian people of the Americas once believed that a human being could only truly exist when they found a place within their own society and thus the world.

If this was never found or was lost, one's soul would be forever adrift and slowly dissapear to the living like an echoes fading return or as a mere vapour fades in the sun. You would not even be a figure on the landscape. And then he was gone.


Under the early morning sun, against a sky of intense blue, a single vehicle drove towards the crest of a great and ruined bridge that was sprung between the docklands and downtown of a once rising city. High above, thin distant clouds drifted over an almost silent world. The lack of any wind or background noise allowed the slow sound of waves from the beachfront to be heard in the distance.

With a slow curving two mile run up from each end, the massive multi-lane gate led out to the west and beyond. The decaying arc of concrete, steel and tar that formed the bridge crossed a river that flowed through town to the sea. From its mid point, two enormous pylons stood high above the road surface.

The grime covered shafts more than doubled the height of the bridge, each one supporting two giant blistered cables that sweated and dripped a brown rusting drool. The heavily scarred cords followed the line of the structure and draped down to the spine of the arch, from where could be seen the whole of the city, which was almost a kilometer away. The sweeping bay was less than half that distance.

Across the river, the adjoining freeway cut through the stillness of corroding industrial areas and dead suburbs. Further into the clear distance were the mountains.

On many occasions he had thought about them and how to the eye they did not seem to change, appearing so separate from the uncontrollable slipping away of things. There was the impossible thought that if he focused intensely enough on their perfect and remote forms, everything would stop, remaining as it was. The distant peaks were unlike the metropolis, left to its relentless breakdown and decay.

Seeing how rapidly almost everything altered and yet nothing happened, gave the feeling of being in a vortex, where everything is breaking up and swallowed down. It seemed clear that whatever he did and however he held to anything, everything would still collapse and drain away, forcing him off-balance and dragged into the void.

Walking across the full width of the roadway, his gaze was drawn down to the movement of the water below as the twisting filth formed bent circles of grey. Light on his feet and of medium build, Peeps movements gave a startling sense of alertness and energy, though he appeared at times, curiously at ease in the emptiness. Sam Peeps was often a man in perpetual motion. Though when reposed, Peeps could seem so oddly at peace, that he virtually disappeared into the stillness around him.


In recurring dreams, Peeps saw himself as a single spinning top on a vast, cold and infinitely flat plain, and as he turned, it was as if he was being overwhelmed, then slowly crushed by a great weight. Those he had known pushed through a broken sleep in noiseless columns as he lay immobilized for hours that could turn into days. When he arose, he remembered them reflected in all that he could see and taste in the cool air.

Standing upon the giant span, the river pushing out beneath him, he felt his legs becoming lighter as his weight seemed to shift to his upper body. For several seconds he thought he would fall, turning over and down into the muddy rush. Jerking back from the railing with a snap, he returned to the vehicle where he sat on the hood with his back against the windscreen, his lone figure stretched out while absently fondling an automatic pistol.

Sliding the gun smoothly into a shoulder holster, he found its form comforting as it embraced his torso with an almost liquid, leather affection. From a pocket, he took out a worn black leather wallet and opened it, the sun glinting off the chrome of a small shield, bringing into sharp relief the digits of a serial number embossed on its metal face. His eye came to the number ten and his thoughts to how it had been that many years since the beginning of his solitude, as the light bent across the name Samuel Peeps.

With a rip of thin metal, he opened a container of bitter drink, a small breath hissing from the can, and he smiled his strange smile as he considered the possibilities of the day. At a distance, the shimmering urban expanse seemed almost alive. He lifted a pair of high-powered binoculars to his eyes.

"Ok", he said and as he blurted out "I can't save anybody!" and his arm knocked an unopened can that rolled off the vehicle and then dropped down onto to the asphalt. The cylinder punctured and began spraying liquid as it gained momentum, cracked against the concrete gutter and bounced onto the gantry running alongside the bridge, rising in the daylight.

Standing up, he pushed his open palms down hard and said sharply, "You can't control your environment, kid. You..." For a moment, he swayed a little, with his head held forward, twisted his shoulders from side to side, and breathed deeply. "Right. Wait".

Sliding into the open vehicle, Peeps turned the key and the engine growled as he closed the door with a soft upholstered thud. Moving smoothly into gear, he accelerated rapidly, making a whirling dust devil. The momentum and flow cleared the mind a little and he considered the ordinary in his extraordinary circumstance and the incredible in the commonplace. As the movement of cold air fell across his hot brow, he repeated a drum upon the steering wheel. Save the world. Save the world.

"The world? I couldn't save you", he said.

Roaring down onto the freeway straight, the drag of the vehicle violently stirred up the endless waste that was scattered over the bitumen and collected in thousands of melted drifts. Paper, dust, mud, flood waters and trillions of insect bodies, formed a putrid blackening goo in anything that acted as a catchment.

As Peeps vehicle climbed onto the elevated roadway, the sun reflected in shooting flashes off the lines of the skyscrapers on either side. On the nights that had no moonlight, even these great cold and empty forms disappeared into the vast ink.

General Patton's Total Victory Speech.

General George S. Patton. THE correct attitude, method and cure for the disease of Hamass, Hezbollah, Al Aqsa, Al Qaeda and Islamo-fascists everywhere.




Here's a rather modified post from Sunday 23 December 2007.

At the end of my hopefully cruel introduction is "General Patton's Speech to the Third Army on June 5th 1944 on the eve of the Allied invasion of France, code-named Overlord". Via jacksjoint com.

I like it. I Iike it a damn lot. I dedicate this great piece to all our Allied troops, the Australian SAS, General Petraeus, and the thousands of Iraqi men, women and children intimidated and murdered by Al Qaeda, Baathists, Islamists, militants, opportunists, gangsters and other killers both foreign and domestic.

Yes, action is often flawed where inaction is always perfect. There should have been overwhelming force and troops from the beginning, in fact in 1991, or 1981 or...The stupidly mistaken Bush Snr, and the half-way there Bush Jnr were both simply not Patton enough with a clear enemy.

And yep, Iraq is secular, Christian etc, and Islamic. Now there's a small problem...

Yeah, according to Democrat and other Left Liberal irrationality, the Allies could have beaten Nazi Germany, Imperial Japan and Fascist Italy if they had only gee, used less troops! Er, no. Cos' notice how using less brainpower makes you an ineffective Leftard?

The free West and all points east, south and north are under aggressive declared asymmetrical warfare that we cannot avoid, by global Islamo-fascism. This is a fact.

Our choice is simple: TOTAL VICTORY, freedom and life or UTTER DEFEAT, DEATH and DISHONOUR.

This post was for the 98% of Iraqi children, [as at 2007] that had been vaccinated against polio, their 4500 new and refurbished schools, the Iraqi people, their police, soldiers and the Iraqi Parliament with 25% women, the highest percentage in the Arab world. To the 33,000 new business's, the 150 newspapers and TV stations and especially the great, courageous and very cool Governor of Anbar Province.

Glenn Beck on Anbar, speaking with Jonah Goldberg author of [Left]Liberal Fascism, regards the suicidal mindset of the Democrats et al. And the bizarre lack of judgement of Obama beyond his own political manipulation skills assisted well by the MSM, plus the profoundly shocking MSM treatment of Sarah Palin etc. Jonah points out that taking Anbar is like the taking Berlin, thus it was almost entirely ignored by the MSM.



He's survived 30 assassination attempts, had his son kidnapped from school and when asked why he turns up everyday to the "job" replied, "There's nothing greater than serving my country".

Here's the Mayor of Anbar and more.



Dig. A marine helps a small girl. Here's the kind of story that all good Leftards reject automatically. That's moral bankruptcy for ya. Hey, here's a challenge. See if any such creep can find a SINGLE similar story involving the "good work" of any terror group. Say Hamass helping young people remove their own heads with a bomb vest, or Al Qaeda mutilating journalists free of charge and so on.

Gee, what are the childcare policy's of Hamass again? Oh that's right...limitless depravity. Check. Nuance.



The phony with a media platform is legion, deserving nothing but maximum ridicule and a damn good, well deserved Fisking. Ah, past, present and future posts. Ya better believe it, baby.

Unaccountable and dangerous boob par excellence is the venal liar, moral gnome, disturbing mental gymnast and Prince of the Marxist Left, John Pilger.

A man who has utterly betrayed his once decent, correct and brave exposure of the crimes that the Indonesian military and its Government committed in East Timor. A man who has now said regards Iraq in 2006, that he is "on the side of the Resistance[!]"

Gee, why not the Indonesians against the Timorese then? No perspective whatsoever.

You know, the resistance that sliced off Berg's head and slowly cut of the heads of Nepalese workers, murdered the UN head and rape, mutilate thousands etc, etc, etc, etc. That er, "resistance".

I guess that would be the same resistance who blew up 27 children as they were getting candy from US Marines. That would be the Resistance who in 2007, blew up 100 school girls as they had lunch, then rammed and detonated a second car bomb into the fleeing mass of children. That would be the resistance who strapped a bomb vest to a sweet natured mentally retarded boy and detonated it as his Mother was searching frantically for him, and she heard the ensuing blast.

The amazingly ugly John Pilger is the perfectly disgusting example of a complete lack of Quality Control. A topsy turvy product of innate failure they insist on everybody else buying and paying for.

Based largely on using ordinary, voiceless and powerless people as mere abstract ciphers and grist for a laughably dated, hideously ugly ideological mill.

Now I got nothin' good for The Clintons, the free world's foremost clinical narcissists. Or Carter who gave Iran to Islamo-fascism while displaying his tiny balls and jelly spine for all the world to see. They are a major part of why the West and the US were seen as weak and entirely possible to bring down. Even Reagan and others have made grave errors of judgement that we now pay for daily.

Think of Bush Snr leaving the rebelling Iraqi's to literally hang in a protracted and ignored Hell at the alleged "end" of the Gulf War in 1991. A gross incompetency he should have answered for.

Thus proving Patton's Dictum of never allowing the fertile lie and fraud of a partial, dishonourable semi-"victory". That's why Japan, Germany and Italy are normalised states and the Middle East and others are not, and never will be. Only those who have had their will to fight comprehensively broken and are thus truly and completely defeated, can ever then be reformed.


Now the more beyond belief fakes, failures and liars der Clinton's, Carter and others clearly are, the more outrageously their bank accounts bulge with Saudi and sundry others ca$h. And the thicker the slimey rhetoric. The more contradictory, corrupt, incompetent and immoral they behave, then the more they are loved by the left, liberal & radical Axis of Mediocrity.

NOTHING the Clinton’s say or do ever changes in the slightest, the right on opinions of their smug and vain fans.

Hillary's a bully, a mediocre Law Graduate and the cuckold in drag spouse of either an official rapist or a serious sexual predator.

Bill "pull this, man!" Clinton, is an avid flasher, incompetent, mealy-mouthed fraud, perjurist, bully and good pal of many a world class maniac and fake, especially in the Arab and Muslim world and is massively compen$ated for it. Hillary applies for the job of Commander in Chief! [And is now given THE major posting!] She then publicly as possible, insulted with her bunkum, both the Army Commander and by default the entire military, especially in Iraq!

General Petraeus is an unbelievably decorated, courageous, highly intelligent, deeply qualified and honourable serving soldier. At what point do MoveOn and their idiotic supporters and Fellow Travellers get due recognition for their outrageous treason and slander?

Or the profoundly censorious and biased media, the useless cavalcade of bankrupt freaks from Hollywood such as Penn, Robbins, Fonda etc, to the repulsive frauds of academia, the Democrats and even deluded Republicans? You can add the fashionable dupes of the Australian and British Labour Parties etc, whose "leaders" haha!, still parrot that Islam is a "religion of peace".

It ain't either of those things.

Many a dimwit is entirely comfortable and a not so strange bedfellow with Islamists, Marxist Communists and other liars and killers by trade. Hence whole slabs of Bin Laden's last speech in September 2007, sounded much like any Democrat, Labour Party, Green's Party enviro-freak, Student Union twerp or Socialist Alliance shitbag front group etc.

Pulled from a seemingly bottomless well of relentless nihilism, a profoundly wilful ignorance and boring empty platitudes that barely mask a repellent anti-Semitism. That's the rank jealousy of a tiresome juvenile spite for ya. Of course, there's a bad side too.

My policy for dealing with Hamass, Hezbollah and Al Qaeda etc, can be stripped down to three simplewords: Kill Them All.

Yep, they are circus freaks from Hell, and we are surrounded by cowards. But you can easily find me as I won't be cringing under the sink. No way. That's on Wednesdays. So enjoy General Patton's Real How To Triumph Method, you miserable sons of bitches!



General Patton: The Speech.


"Be seated. Men, this stuff that some sources sling around about America wanting out of this war, not wanting to fight, is a crock of bullshit. Americans love to fight, traditionally. All real Americans love the sting and clash of battle.

You are here today for three reasons. First, because you are here to defend your homes and your loved ones. Second, you are here for your own self respect, because you would not want to be anywhere else. Third, you are here because you are real men and all real men like to fight.

When you, here, everyone of you, were kids, you all admired the champion marble player, the fastest runner, the toughest boxer, the big league ball players, and the All-American football players. Americans love a winner. Americans will not tolerate a loser.

Americans despise cowards.

Americans play to win all of the time. I wouldn't give a hoot in hell for a man who lost and laughed. That's why Americans have never lost nor will ever lose a war; for the very idea of losing is hateful to an American.

You are not all going to die. Only two percent of you right here today would die in a major battle. Death must not be feared. Death, in time, comes to all men. Yes, every man is scared in his first battle. If he says he's not, he's a liar. Some men are cowards but they fight the same as the brave men or they get the hell slammed out of them watching men fight who are just as scared as they are.

The real hero is the man who fights even though he is scared. Some men get over their fright in a minute under fire. For some, it takes an hour. For some, it takes days. But a real man will never let his fear of death overpower his honor, his sense of duty to his country, and his innate manhood. Battle is the most magnificent competition in which a human being can indulge. It brings out all that is best and it removes all that is base. Americans pride themselves on being He Men and they ARE He Men.

Remember that the enemy is just as frightened as you are, and probably more so. They are not supermen.

All through your Army careers, you men have bitched about what you call "chicken shit drilling". That, like everything else in this Army, has a definite purpose. That purpose is alertness. Alertness must be bred into every soldier. I don't give a fuck for a man who's not always on his toes. You men are veterans or you wouldn't be here. You are ready for what's to come. A man must be alert at all times if he expects to stay alive. If you're not alert, sometime, a German son-of-an-asshole-bitch is going to sneak up behind you and beat you to death with a sock full of shit!

There are four hundred neatly marked graves somewhere in Sicily, all because one man went to sleep on the job. But they are German graves, because we caught the bastard asleep before they did.

An Army is a team. It lives, sleeps, eats, and fights as a team.

This individual heroic stuff is pure horse shit. The bilious bastards who write that kind of stuff for the Saturday Evening Post don't know any more about real fighting under fire than they know about fucking!" "We have the finest food, the finest equipment, the best spirit, and the best men in the world. Why, by God, I actually pity those poor sons-of-bitches we're going up against. By God, I do.

My men don't surrender, and I don't want to hear of any soldier under my command being captured unless he has been hit. Even if you are hit, you can still fight back That's not just bullshit either.

The kind of man that I want in my command is just like the lieutenant in Libya, who, with a Luger against his chest, jerked off his helmet, swept the gun aside with one hand, and busted the hell out of the Kraut with his helmet. Then he jumped on the gun and went out and killed another German before they knew what the hell was coming off. And, all of that time, this man had a bullet through a lung. There was a real man!

All of the real heroes are not storybook combat fighters, either. Every single man in this Army plays a vital role. Don't ever let up. Don't ever think that your job is unimportant. Every man has a job to do and he must do it. Every man is a vital link in the great chain.

What if every truck driver suddenly decided that he didn't like the whine of those shells overhead, turned yellow, and jumped headlong into a ditch? The cowardly bastard could say, 'Hell, they won't miss me, just one man in thousands.' But, what if every man thought that way? Where in the hell would we be now? What would our country, our loved ones, our homes, even the world, be like?

No, Goddamnit, Americans don't think like that. Every man does his job. Every man serves the whole. Every department, every unit, is important in the vast scheme of this war.

The ordnance men are needed to supply the guns and machinery of war to keep us rolling. The Quartermaster is needed to bring up food and clothes because where we are going there isn't a hell of a lot to steal. Every last man on K.P. has a job to do, even the one who heats our water to keep us from getting the 'G.I. Shits'.

Each man must not think only of himself, but also of his buddy fighting beside him. We don't want yellow cowards in this Army. They should be killed off like rats. If not, they will go home after this war and breed more cowards. The brave men will breed more brave men. Kill off the Goddamned cowards and we will have a nation of brave men.

One of the bravest men that I ever saw was a fellow on top of a telegraph pole in the midst of a furious fire fight in Tunisia. I stopped and asked what the hell he was doing up there at a time like that.

He answered, 'Fixing the wire, Sir.' I asked, 'Isn't that a little unhealthy right about now?' He answered, 'Yes Sir, but the Goddamned wire has to be fixed.' I asked, 'Don't those planes strafing the road bother you?' And he answered, 'No, Sir, but you sure as hell do!' Now, there was a real man. A real soldier. There was a man who devoted all he had to his duty, no matter how seemingly insignificant his duty might appear at the time, no matter how great the odds.

And you should have seen those trucks on the rode to Tunisia. Those drivers were magnificent. All day and all night they rolled over those son-of-a-bitching roads, never stopping, never faltering from their course, with shells bursting all around them all of the time. We got through on good old American guts. Many of those men drove for over forty consecutive hours.

These men weren't combat men, but they were soldiers with a job to do. They did it, and in one hell of a way they did it. They were part of a team. Without team effort, without them, the fight would have been lost. All of the links in the chain pulled together and the chain became unbreakable.

Don't forget, you men don't know that I'm here. No mention of that fact is to be made in any letters. The world is not supposed to know what the hell happened to me. I'm not supposed to be commanding this Army. I'm not even supposed to be here in England. Let the first bastards to find out be the Goddamned Germans.


Some day I want to see them raise up on their piss-soaked hind legs and howl, "Jesus Christ, it's the Goddamned Third Army again and that son-of-a-fucking-bitch Patton".

We want to get the hell over there." The quicker we clean up this Goddamned mess, the quicker we can take a little jaunt against the purple pissing Japs and clean out their nest, too. Before the Goddamned Marines get all of the credit.

Sure, we want to go home. We want this war over with. The quickest way to get it over with is to go get the bastards who started it. The quicker they are whipped, the quicker we can go home. The shortest way home is through Berlin and Tokyo.

And when we get to Berlin, I am personally going to shoot that paper hanging son-of-a-bitch Hitler. Just like I'd shoot a snake!

When a man is lying in a shell hole, if he just stays there all day, aGerman will get to him eventually. The hell with that idea. The hell with taking it. My men don't dig foxholes. I don't want them to. Foxholes only slow up an offensive. Keep moving. And don't give the enemy time to dig one either. We'll win this war, but we'll win it only by fighting and by showing the Germans that we've got more guts than they have; or ever will have.

We're not going to just shoot the sons-of-bitches, we're going to rip out their living Goddamned guts and use them to grease the treads of our tanks. We're going to murder those lousy Hun cock suckers by the bushel-fucking-basket.


War is a bloody, killing business. You've got to spill their blood, or they will spill yours. Rip them up the belly. Shoot them in the guts. When shells are hitting all around you and you wipe the dirt off your face and realize that instead of dirt it's the blood and guts of what once was your best friend beside you, you'll know what to do!

I don't want to get any messages saying, 'I am holding my position.' We are not holding a Goddamned thing. Let the Germans do that. We are advancing constantly and we are not interested in holding onto anything, except the enemy's balls. We are going to twist his balls and kick the living shit out of him all of the time.

Our basic plan of operation is to advance and to keep on advancing regardless of whether we have to go over, under, or through the enemy. We are going to go through him like crap through a goose; like shit through a tin horn!

From time to time there will be some complaints that we are pushing our people too hard. I don't give a good Goddamn about such complaints.

I believe in the old and sound rule that an ounce of sweat will save a gallon of blood. The harder WE push, the more Germans we will kill. The more Germans we kill, the fewer of our men will be killed. Pushing means fewer casualties. I want you all to remember that.

There is one great thing that you men will all be able to say after this war is over and you are home once again. You may be thankful that twenty years from now when you are sitting by the fireplace with your grandson on your knee and he asks you what you did in the great World War II, you WON'T have to cough, shift him to the other knee and say, "Well, your Granddaddy shoveled shit in Louisiana."

No, Sir, you can look him straight in the eye and say, "Son, your Granddaddy rode with the Great Third Army and a Son-of-a-Goddamned-Bitch named Georgie Patton!"

That is all."

Real soldiers protect toy citizens.

One of the many brave and beautiful human beings of the Free West who deserve only our undying gratitude, support, love and respect.



Lewis Carroll said that, "Courage is not merely one of the virtues, but the virtue at the testing point".


Everything we have is due entirely to the sacrifices made by our military men and women, past, present and future.

And I do mean everything. And sports, all we value can be taken away from us if we do not respond effectively to those who seek to destroy us. We live in a world that is not always so kind and I for one, value kindness very much. I believe kindness and small things are markers for a decent society.

The West is essentially an open culture and functions so well due to its millions of daily small and great acts of kindness based on a trust that it will be repaid in kind. This is what a real and complete human being is. This is vulnerability and this is normality and decency.

It’s in automatic vogue that when you say normal, someone will say “Yes, but what’s normal?” And you’ll swear you heard somewhere spinning off into the clear air, the slight whining echo of nihilism and cultural exhaustion via cowardice. Er, normal is that a trained bore will often have no ability to discriminate, which is the basis of rational thought. Usually they like to whine “Erk, sneeble, but what’s normal? That’s just your opinion”. Normal means you have a right to be a weak minded twerp without a moral basis to thought and action.

Yep, it’s all just relative. That’s right, it’s merely my opinion that the combustion engine works, or the earth revolves around the sun or the speed of light is measurable. I believe you are 100% sincere. No really, I do….Ok, let’s do an experiment to test what is mostly affluent, fatuous and idle posing. It’s only my opinion that I’m going to land my best straight hook to your face. Hey, cool it! Just adopt a different opinion! It’s gotta work, Sparky.

And there’s the rub, kiddies in Toy town. There’s an ever present, very harsh reality and a natural world indifferent to our life or death. Life or death. Victory or defeat. Security, freedom or cultural suicide. Repeat these key phrases until your mind, soul and body can truly and finally grasp what they mean, and forever.

You will never meet veteran military personnel who think in these abstract noodling ways too much on this side of sanity. For them, life and death is measured exactly and precisely by life and death. Their love for their comrades in arms, the military organisation, their families, friends, country, fellow citizens, freedoms, traditions and institutions is calibrated exactly by this relentless focusing on reality.

Now when I think of kindness, I think of my son’s kindergarten. A place of light, thoughtfulness, love, sweetness, intelligence, maturity, professionalism and fun. Such a lovely place that my son loves immensely. And this place, like my apartment in a leafy peaceful street, our hip inner city downtown, the local park and damn well everything if I stop and consider it’s wonderful existence, and how fortunate we are, is to me so hauntingly beautiful. Especially when I consider the words and actions of Islamism that we must dear reader, take at its word.

We are here in this time and sacred space because of our armed forces.


Now dig this, I tried to get a bag of figurines for the Centre's toy wooden castle. I tried to get Cowboys and Indians, a pack of commuters, space people or a bag of assorted celebrities. I couldn’t get anything but your standard plastic green soldiers. You know, the Chinese Blue Box Toys where the jeep, cannon and jet is all out of scale so that it looks like the Military Industrial Complex is using designers from the Ringling Brothers Circus. “Attack men! Everybody into the one eighth scale tiny tank!”

Which was fine by me as I used to love those little moulded guys as I played with them endlessly in the sand and dirt, though sometimes I played with them out of my bed. And they haven't changed at all. I think they use the same moulds from 1962. I'm sure I recognised the face of the 'Grenade Thrower'.

So I gave this $2 bag of lumpen childhood memory lane GI’s to the very cool teacher and carer and all was groovy. But um, gee, the mostly middle-class white parents were very concerned.

Their default equations for concern? John Howard and George Bush=Big concern. Global Warming=Enormous concern. Global Islamism=John Howard and George Bush is a Big Concern. Al Gores political and educational history and his actual credentials?=Zero Concern.

The beef was “we don’t want military and war toys here”. Um, it’s kids here actually and they love this stuff just like they love spontaneity, bears, chocolate, screaming, trees, dogs and dirt. So, what do we have here? Affluent people who find the military professionals who face the dirty real world so they can live in a clean, decent but slightly unreal world; somehow unclean, gauche, low class, dangerous, shamefully virile and fecund, and dare I say it, morally clear in their decisions, thinking, actions, loyalty and patriotism. Now, these parents of the children at the kiddie zoo are all decent and very hard working folks that you wouldn't mind as neighbours.

But what they have is a separation from any adult concept of the harsher facts of the world and how we arrived at and still maintain where we are. Freedom is not a default but something that must be constantly maintained and realised. It’s not such a worthless given that nobody can take it and crush it. They had no concept and it never seemed to occur to them that children have parents in the military, that military have children in kindergartens.

Imagine being so fatuous, so determined in your abstract relativism that you risk the reality of what defines above all things, the viability of any state; it's ability to defend its sovereignty and provide security for it's citizens.

It’s a strangely linear kind of selective PC vision, nothing to the left of me, nothing to the right, here I am and it’s all Jim Dandy. They said some weird stuff, baby.

“It will teach them negatives” Yep, like acting out conflict, making sense of the world, fooling around with little plastic people and gee, a career in the military. Maybe they’ll be patriotic enough to dedicate and give their lives to preserve one of the best places on earth. Oh no! What will they say at the tennis club?

It was as if the clear adult understanding and ability to tell good from evil and that it does exist, the idea of having anything worth living and dying for, the reality of Islamic terror and the current state of undeclared WW4, could all be removed and denied almost completely and permanently by I know, get rid of the army! It’s the nasty armed forces fault that we have wars.

Yep, I’ve blamed the local laundrette for years for my clothes attracting dirt.

Imagine there’s no army and nothing to live and die for and entirely no enemy too. It’s the Lennon addled generation who literally believe that much of the absurd, nihilistic lyrics written by a very talented, heroin sedated somnambulist could be a nifty plan of non action. Just the thing for wartime and its thrice removed Dreamlanders.

Sadly, the Islamists have a song too. Imagine all is Allah and no religion but ours will do. Nothing to believe in but Mohammed and plastic explosives too. Daily homicide and kidnappings, it isn't hard to do. Imagine gangs of Muslims, beheading everyone. You may say I’m a Jihadist, (Allah Akbar!) but I’m not the only one, we hope one day you’re all dead and the world will be Islam.

What turns my intestinal tract apart from the much mainstream media, is that many folks really seem to see the taken for granted good life we have as entirely separate from the existence of what they believe is a superfluous anachronism, that could and should have its money better spent on some vacuous multiculti, social engineering or invariably, Left tinged enforcement projects.

Perhaps some modish and mad show of ‘Solidarity for our Muslim brothers and Sisters against the Patriarchal Capitalist War Machine’. Maybe ‘Stoners for Stoning’.

Yes, when there’s fighting and mayhem in the streets and they’re dragging your neighbours out for a massed group head slicing, I’ll remember to holler for a “Bush is a Moron!” Ha, ha!, round of automatic non judgemental applause, stand up comedian, and call emergency for a cringing activist.

We can maybe come to the rescue of Mrs Wilson from Number 17 armed entirely with some ‘Socialist Resistance’ paper mache models of John Howard's and George Bush’s heads or by showing that we want to be ‘inclusive’. Ya got give credit where it’s due, Islamists really do try to be very inclusive especially with ramming car bombs into the middle of groups of school children.

Sports, unless we take our own life very seriously, the people and culture we love and the annihilation of our Islamist, Communist, Leftist, Radical strains of enemies as our main focus, we are already spent. We are walking upon the stage after the matinee; the show is over and the sweeping up of our memories and tears is all that’s left to do.

The great Bruce Lee stated the seeming Tao paradox that you must utterly destroy your opponent and yet there is no opponent. You must first empty your cup of false assumptions or you will fail. The opponent is clearly, empirically and so very harshly, Islamism. Don’t concentrate on each freak as if they are a separate oddity and unconnected phenomenon. It’s one global spread of Islamist terror. You must eliminate every part and every level of this 1300 year old disease from its very fertile roots to the ample leaves.

By destroying Islamism, its backers, funding, and the governments and states of dysfunction that support it, such as Saudi Arabia, Iran, Syria and the not so strange bedfellows of North Korea etc, you will be supporting the eventual liberation of many ordinary Muslims who yearn for normality and freedom. You will also be supporting the many millions of extremely courageous Muslims and citizens as well as non muslims supporting an escape and an end to the curse of Islamist militants from Free Kurdistan, Ethiopia, Thailand and to Iraq etc.

Lee said that “all failure is a lack of concentration”. My friends, we must concentrate and now. Decide if you truly love your family, friends and society. I’m sure you do but say it out loud. You must have the clarity and spine to utterly and relentlessly destroy your enemy and grind the bastards back to the 7th Century where they came from. But keep a sense of humour, I do.


"Victory at all costs, victory in spite of all terror, victory however long and hard the road may be; for without victory, there is no survival".

Winston Churchill.

The Conspiracy Conspiracy Conspiracy.

A Conspiracy Theory Bore has an epiphany and discovers the true motivation behind their enthusiasm for Conspiracy jags.



When I think of conspiracy bores, there are actually only a few conspiracies of note.

There's clearly a conspiracy to make sure that conspiracy creeps are almost by default, unattractive to any mature, intelligent, professional, qualified, successful and attractive person of the opposite sex.

And there's a secret facility that keeps churning out tedious deluded conspiracy freaks, dorks, megadags, academics and Hollywood boobs who find that reality is simply just not good enough for them. Maybe it's in Area 51? And neither can any Himalaya of facts ever satisfy and only them. It‘s all about them really, innit?

'Conspiracy Theory' is a misnomer, there is no basis. But it's a great way for the undeserving to get noticed, much like the uncool nobody who yells at the supermarket checkout girl. They are the ad nauseum star of a melodramatic moment, before sinking back into a well deserved and instant anonymity upon leaving.

Conspiracy is also a great filler for those who have absolutely nothing coherent, individual or grounded to say, and no sense with which to say it. Like er, Oliver Stone.

Hey, but conspiracy dweebs can get very lucrative book deals with zero court ready or scientific evidence. Thus Noam Chomsky and Al Gore. Gnome Chumpsky now works almost entirely within the rigorously high academic standards of a tenured professional 'Conspiracy Theorist'. Why do so many movie stars dig conspiracy so much? Because that’s what insulated and pampered Hollywood fools do!

No faux rebel star wants to admit they're successful due to an odd confluence of luck and Capitalism. How gauche!

Charlie Sheen is damn sure that 9/11 is an inside job. Yep, and good old Charlie send around the waxed Asian twins again Sheen, has world class judgement and insight well, on everything.

Of course, no dreary underpaid or maybe overpaid College Professor is interested in the notoriety or the money that can come from publishing a lazy, by the numbers Leftist tract, exposing the evil of Capitalist Democracy and the Glory and delight of Socialism, Communism, Islamism and of Pol Pot's Year Zero etc. Er, yes.

If that’s the accepted standard, maybe it's a great opportunity to also expose the ‘Bush Regimes Secret Underwater Neo-Con Sea Monkey City’, or the ‘Hidden Zionist UFO Assembly Line and Take-Away’ in Nevada. Ask for Mortie.

And no Hollywood decadent likes the spotlight, or easily spouting fatuous and fashionable assumptions via totally unresearched and unsubstantiated hyperbole. Nope, not a smidgen. Never happens.

The old conspiracy geek prefers to spend twerpy time time, twittering away on meaningless minutiae that they've relentlessly collected like some concussed and rabidly obsessed myna bird. With scissors and chewed to the nub dirty finger nails, they photocopy and cello tape vast clumsily connected evidence spreads, paraded on city walkways all glued to collapsing cardboard, and carefully covered in plastic.

Why can’t the same twerps come up with an equally convoluted theory for anything in a proven reality, such as the combustion engine, or how to play golf well, or how to actually achieve something, or anything measurable and useful? It’s always, always something so out there, baby! Like the Civil War was staged, or that house flies have been genetically modified by the CIA to read our lips.

Why don't conspiracy newts take their urgent news to court and the mainstream media and let it stand on its own merits? Because it has no merit. Oh right, that’s part of the massive conspiracy too. To the conspiracy dud, the total absence of evidence, merely proves everything they say is true.

Hey, maybe take their non-info regards 9/11 etc, down to the New York Fire Department, the Police, the Medical Services and all the people who were part of the Ground Zero clean up crews? Maybe shop "the real truth" around Queens and Brooklyn? Maybe a little scared to present ‘the truth’ to those who may not always be so patient with yet another clueless misfit idiot? Hmmm? Off ya go. On ya little bicycle.

Why don't Conspiracy repellents notice any massive conspiracy before or as it happens and alert the police, media and other relevant authorities to some solid facts at the time? Cos’ it never happened so there ain’t none.

The "Truthers". A strange sort of illiterate and Puritan sounding name, are a group of oddballs, mediocrities and their supporters in agreement, more than a few famous and rich. They unsurprisingly fit in rather nicely with any Islamist Protocols of Zion creep, Holocaust denying history molester, or any other character free and mentally ill fantasists from Leftist radical weirdo land. Truthers shuffle around at Ground Zero presenting their 1/10th baked guff without any empathy whatsoever for well, anyone but themselves.

That’s because the Truthers are as separated from reality and the people in it as the fifth dimension is, but without the groovy style and appealing dance moves of the dance group of thesame name.

'Truthers!' Ha, ha! Sheesh, now if that doesn't define the smug assumptions and arrogance of the Loony Left right there. "There is one truth and it is mine" sayeth the deranged. No wonder their preposterous opinions align perfectly with Islamic terrorists. They believe and read from the same eternal victim and loser fantasy time wasting blame scripts.

"I'm a loser and I'm not what I appear to be".

Here's hoping. Curiously, only a few select fools have apparently been chosen to discover this great truth. In Australia, 'struth!' is an old slang term, as in "Struth, mate! That's bullshit!" Truther? Struther would be more apt.

Truthers travel in a seemingly alternate space to you and I, and have seemingly lots of idle time to spare. They make much sound and fury signifying absolutely nothing of proven substance on the narrow and isolated plain they inhabit, somewhere out there, as Frank Zappa used to say, in the vacuum of their own cosmic debris.

I remember a professional engineer and physicist who specialised in the the physical characteristics of steel, its construction, load, bearing and how it relates to various temperatures etc, being presented to a Truther right at Ground Zero. Er, gee, here a big chance to get some science and facts to back up a conspiracy theory!

Well, what a surprise. There was not a flicker of curiosity from this truthless bastard. He just kept babbling on and on. That's how much sense of any Quality Control they have and like all Truther horrors, this noob believed in everything and anything but a single verifiable fact.

A lot of the men of conspiracy, look like they may still live at home with Mother, spending their single guy evenings making plastic aeroplane kits.

“You know Iraq is all about boil!” At least I think that’s what she said. Yeah, that's right. It's all about oil. Er, no. And um, like oil ain't important? Oil is a commodity. You trade it and buy it, like sugar, gold, iron ore and beef. You don't need to go to war for it or the USA would have first attacked Canada, Norway, Venezuela and Texas. And er, how many wars over sugar so far?

Saddam was selling it so low that he even gave it away to UN officials. If the US wanted to, it could have traded for any amount of Iraqi Oil simply by dumping the usual annual US military obsolescence surplus, or buying oil at rock bottom prices or getting oil for virtually zero outlay by allowing Saddam various concessions and to trade his only real resource.

I think chums, you may find the majority of US oil comes from Canada, Norway, Latin America etc and domestically, not the Middle East. Remember Texas? It was in all the paper's.

Deliberate stockpiling by the hideous OPEC, does have an effect on world supplies and economics which the USA naturally has an interest in keeping ah, balanced.

Oil is sourced though, from the market, which will always want to sell to those who want to buy. Um, beyond OPEC, Arab and Chavez manniquin like Cartels, supply and demand pretty much dictate price. Like sugar, if one place can't supply the product or commodity at the price you are willing to pay, you get it somewhere else etc, etc. Most anyone can buy and trade oil via stocks and shares.

Spending billions to take perhaps conservatively about ten years or more to get a rundown Iraqi refinery system up over its currently poor 10% capacity is well, a strange and convoluted plan, eh? So sadly for millions of bizarre time-warp hippie girls and boys, it ain't about oil. But their hair seems to be.

It's about security, strategic truths and the kind of hard realities that will never go away, no matter how wishful our thinking.

As Mark Steyn has said, if the US only wanted oil, they could have just put a blockade from the sea to the oil fields and ignored the rest.

Gee, maybe some folks need to study how economics, geopolitics and security work in reality, including for their own privileged existence, instead of merely absorbing the affluent drool of Mike Moore and their bong.

Anyway, back at Rancho Dullard. The women of conspiracy remind me of the screw up in an over sized grubby puff coat that you try to avoid at a Parent Teacher night, on one of the outer rings of Seattle or Saturn.

She wants to "borrow" a cigarette, and then tells you about how the Utility company is unfairly threatening to cut her off, just because she didn’t pay the bill, because her current boyfriend Simon has a disorder and, and, and anyway, Halliburton is behind it all and are persecuting her, because she's getting too close to the truth...

I thought it would be neat to find out about members of the Truthers own families and friends who have died. Then we can return the favour and all stand outside their homes or wait until they visit the cemetery in a quiet glade, and rant about how their son Billy didn’t die from cancer in the way they think. Nope, he was injected with cancer cells because he got too close to "the truth!".

Maybe the truth is that their husband didn’t have a heart attack the way it was said! Bob’s final gasp was staged by Dick Cheney, jumping out of a shadowy car park with a bullhorn! And the reason you were a scholastic failure and uniformly unlucky in romance is not because you are a boring nebbish, but because of the hidden machinations of a secret Rhumba Society, headed by Ollie North and double agents from Arthur Murray. And we have all the incriminating evidence taped together and a website with lots of frames, colours, capitals and unexpected rows of exclamation marks like this!!!!

But hey, wish 'em luck with their innate mediocrity, mental gymnastic's and microscopic morality. It takes a lot of drive to drone on and on while making connections that aren’t ever there, and all to draw ones attention away from looking in the mirror at a failed, distracted, dull and largely useless existence.

Er, try connecting how being a loser and nonentity is connected to appearance and one's mentality. Connect how one would be perhaps totally ignored by the sane if one couldn't parasite off actual events, and the tragedies of real people with a life, a useful profession, a family and a purpose grounded in reality.

So life as a celebrity probably doesn't count, or friendships based entirely on a mutual wallowing in paranoia.

Connect this. You are here, it is now and if retarded by conspiracy, it's all fake. Deep down, in fact shallow down, all the cheap, absurd, complicated talk and grotty, fussy gaffer taped story boards are an embarrassing sub-nerd past time and one of mere avoidance. It's so deeply insulting to the dead and the truly alive.

Conspiracy is a profoundly sad waste of time and so inconsequential, that at best, one wil most likely die utterly anonymous. The real people and heroes of 9/11 such as Firemen, the Police and the rest, will be remembered for something worth a damn as opposed to entirely nothing.

Grinning in mindless and deluded lockstep, the repulsive and ineffective legions of chuckle heads and conspiracy bores, will alway's believe more in the Conspiracy Conspiracy Conspiracy than any blow to the head.

Death by activist.

Dr Sidney Freedman: “I wonder if we could shoot the breeze a little and talk about why you feel the need to despise the system of Capitalist Democracy that you are obviously and completely supported by? Perhaps you can tell me a little about your folks and any unresolved parental issues? Where do you think this urge to be a faux rebel comes from? Sure, feel free to have a cigarette if you want to.....”



The Doctor is in. Here’s a poser, sports. What percentage exactly, of the alleged ‘good intentions’ of Leftist activists when translated into their non ‘ideas’, and then put into their kind of actions, scientifically result in their stated and loudly claimed outcomes? By what empirical degree can this be objectively shown if at all? Exhale of breath....

I would say that all of the above can definitely be shown but almost entirely in the negative.

Almost none of the non-ideas of the Left, Socialism or Liberalism have resulted in anything much but failure and fiasco, especially when taken to their logical ends as they almost invariably are. That's Liberal as it is today, and not Libertarian. I'm a Conservative Libertarian, at least I was the last time I looked at the labels on my underwear.

Leftism has been nothing but a disaster for any of the world’s people who have been unfortunate enough to be touched so very heavily by the dead hand of Leftist, Communist, Marxist, Socialist and Radical Revolutionary ‘dreams' of mass mediocrity, via mass conformity and mass murder.

The Left today mostly despise real individuals, especially successful ones. They prefer fancy dress faux rebels who attack easy targets that won't hit back. They seem to like individuality as long as it's approved of by the group. Sadly for these saviours of the working class, real individuals surprizingly don't have to be pre-proscribed Central Casting clones and irritating twerps! Frankly, the Leftist idea of diversity mostly works out to be the opposite of diversity.

It's creepy, boring and downright peculiar to adopt the wooden, supremely dated, irrelevant, limiting stance of the Lefts mechanical package of non-thinking and then try to use this to take a measure of the world. Seeing everything through its distorting prism should start to taper off around the age of seventeen. It would fail in boxing, martial arts, any profession or philosophy and just about anything else you can think of.

But aye, there's the rub, boyo. They're enchanted with a theory and not a reality. All of it lacking the required, connecting grey areas and absent any definitive evidence in the positive. At the same time, they want you to believe in jumping of this bridge constructed entirely in the abstract and often perhaps without their esteemed company.

"Oh, it's a miserable failure, everywhere and everytime?! Oh, that wasn't the real deal, then."

It never is. No matter how horribly real it is for those involved. Yep, never mind the quality, admire the width of vision! Er, quite frankly, you can blow ya vision, mate.

Contrast this with how the Left are always confident that Capitalism and or Democracy has been tried in some dysfunctional wallow and failed, when it so laughably hasn't. Um, private property, civil government, economic literacy and freedom, free press, freedom of movement, freedom and security of capital, free markets, rule of law, accountability etc, etc, etc. They empirically do work, chum, but you have to have them permanently in place and functioning.


Still, never mind. Being wilfully disingenuous is the Leftist tactic of choice.

Do people really believe that after millions of years that life could just happen to fit into a random theory, a stupid alienated dichotomy that began pretty much with Karl Marx the Creep and only came into a fuller vogue in the 1960's?

Karl Marx misunderstood almost everything about the world, life and people. He knew next to nothing about real human beings because he was so completely uninterested in them.

Not for him, boring reality. It was an intellectual life on a comfy strato cumulus cloud for Marxy baby. For the prototype head in the clouds Leftard ideologue, the deal was strictly pointless, meaningless, inhuman and complicated abstract theorising and crude postulating. What a miserable and dirty old bastard he was, just like the freak baby's arm growing out of his forehead that was Vladimir Lenin.

The Left likes 'the people' or the working class in roughly this order: as either victims, as passive and having no opinion or in total agreement with the stupid goals of Leftism.

The Left does not really like 'the people' such as the working class in this order; those who dare to ridicule and criticize the Left at all, those who strongly disagree entirely with Leftist politics, seeing through it's contradictory fraudulence and are also happy and successful because of this, or those with their own opinions of almost any other kind, and of course, the indifferent.

The Left hates working class people who are now middle class! Just like the Left often are.

The Left regularly seeks to discredit the desires of the ordinary people as "meaningless consumerism". Apparently economic dysfunction and poverty has "meaning". Riiight. Well, actually only to those who have experienced it and it means shite.

And after around 100 years of the Left and various other Radicals saying that Capitalist Democracies can never, ever provide for the common people? Well, now that Capitalism and Democracy have done exactly that and so spectacularly, the Left now have to make the absurd claim that it's all not really worth having anyway.

"So there. Nya, nya! I didn't want my parents Trust Fund after all!"

And this phony baloney from the predominantly University educated and affluent professionals that are the most likely to be Leftist instigators, theorisers, leaders, promoters and propagandists. Anything to regain a rapidly fading sense of legitimacy, eh? Just get that faux rebel badge!

See any of a dozen SBS or ABC TV 'documentaries' or stupid broadsheet columns, showing that a high standard of living and income, security, freedom, health, dental care, education and enjoyment, consumer goods, holidays, having an incredible reduction in infant mortality and a more than doubling of life expectancy etc, etcetera, is wait for it...all a sham!

There is an example currently on SBS TV called 'Decadence'. Naturally I thought it was about the current crop of hideously spoiled, ignorant, deluded and traitorous Hollywood stars and shakers. But no. Lots of mood music and long shots showing the ants and peasants lost in the emptiness of um, living without the novelty and innate truth of poverty! It's the awfulness of freedom!

One of the hardest and singular facts to grasp is that real life is relentlessly Conservative. This is what every parent knows unless they could easily swap mentalities with their own kids. The proven methods of civil governments, Capitalist economic institutions and their required natural actions only, have made the world the vastly improved place it is today, and on almost every count.

Those that look to the absurdity of forcing ‘perfection’ onto people, government and all institutions, actually don’t like the ‘bent timbers’ of real human beings and have no faith in them. They are essentially egotists who believe that they know better than the peasants beneath them.

All ideologies that try to reach some kind of crazy Utopia, fail utterly because they put their entire warped efforts into violently coercing real people into artificial and abstract boxes. And of course, the people can never fit to it or measure up, so they smash them harder and can just never murder enough of them.

Consider the primarily and ultimately useless, hateful, inhuman, merely superficial and insanely unworkable 'Master Plans' of Leftist Marxist crap, bunkum and junk.

Crap, Bunkum and Junk? Who'll ever forget them!

With little variation, they have atomised and bankrupted dozens of cultures and societies while snuffing out the potential of some 100 million viciously and even casually murdered individuals.

Think about what all those lost lives mean...no, really think about it. North Korea, Cuba and many other total failure and non entity run states, are still very actively doing the monumental mass murder thing. And with virtually zero criticism from the Left, in fact if any comment is made at all, it's usually praise.

For the Left, criticism is kept exclusively for the victims of these dispicable regimes.

One of the Lefts dominating and self justifying lies is the propagation of the idea that the world is getting worse when on virtually every measure, it’s getting markedly and rapidly better.

This is merely a deceptive tactic to discredit Capitalist Democracy, the most triumphantly effective dual system for improving the lives of the mass of the worlds peoples, ever devised. The progress we have today via real solutions would have happened even quicker and much wider, without the last and current century of distraction via the murderous vortex of Leftist revolutions, and their closed psychopathic and sovereign states of madness.

I believe this falsely based and wilful Leftist negativity is a major source of what is triggering a kind of learned helplessness, fatalism and depression among many people, especially the young, who are mostly told that the world is probably doomed, worthy only of an entrenched, heightened sense of paranoia and the dead-end of their dreary “...whatever, Bush is Hitler!” disdain.

Activism and protests are primarily about the activists and protesters.

At core it’s deeply narcissistic, and like all people who admire their superior reflections, anything that distracts them from their narrow focus quickly brings out a flare of sudden anger. For an obsessive return to their sickening mirror gazing, the Leftard has to mask it with a bogus claim of it all being about "...the people!"

Sadly, this consideration and sensitivity is hard to actually witness in action one on one, especially if it involves you.

That’s maybe why their annoying, narrow, predictable and tedious range of hobby horses are picked up so suddenly, loaded up and burdened with more rhetoric than they can possibly hold and just as suddenly, discarded and forgotten. Like a platitudinous Don Quixote tilting at the windmills of a mediocre mind. Pretty corny, eh? I couldn't resist, but it's all true.

Quick as a flash, it’s being wheeled and pushed down a default tunnel view with the protagonists proclaiming shrilly and earnestly, their ‘deep’ concern and connection to this or that pet cause. Before you can say, “And what’s the government doing about it?”, the object of temporary and mercurial fascination are unloaded, and without pause for accountability. Then it’s on to the next er, ‘cause’.

This applies whether they are actual human beings who are the mere grist for an ideological mill, or just some earnestly grabbed upon stupid abstraction. Leftist politics are at core an emotional position. It’s how you feel about something and no deeper. That's because it's not about doing anything practical or constructive yourself at all.

It’s a pose of whining and fake caring when in practice they are some of the rudest, intolerant, glib and dismissive bastards you’ll ever meet. It’s a sort of neurotic impulse, seizing on a feeling about something, anything, without the slow, hard and incremental work of actual research, understanding and achievement.

It’s quite a wank really. There’s a sweaty eagerness and intense focus that blocks out any other non-reinforcing information.

“Must ..devour ..the latest bit of ...horrible, crass ..obviousness”. A rush towards tension and then, release. That’s why you can’t question these people at all really. They gotta get off and high, and don’t get in the way of their self righteous jerk and hit! After all, ya can’t step on a dream can you, eh? A wet dream that never arrives.

“Get ya hands off a my dream, my toys, my candy, my stack and my self-abuse! Oh, my, my, my Sharona!"

Clearly, most activists and protesters quite clearly don’t really give a damn about the actual people involved in what they narrowly grab upon, or else they’d make the effort to damn well know something about them. People and their concerns are merely ciphers for a selfishness so profound, that the maintaining of the image of being better than everyone else is everything. No uncheery little ripples of self reflection are allowed to disturb its limpid surface of self regard. What a bummer.

Thus the absurd and extreme hyperbole aimed at those the Left hates and boy, they do, don't they, eh?

The worse that those in disagreement can be made to appear, the better their own shabby case that just can’t seem to stand on its own merits and meagre evidence of "sometime in the future".

There is entirely no room for the human face of George Bush, John Howard and any Conservative or even Liberal voice to test any proposal, any statement. All ya mostly get is subject change and inane shouts of “Fascist!”, “Right Winger!”and “Imperialist!” by people, who are so habitual, insulated and deluded in their 'right on' politics, that they are unaware that they are likely to have never met the latter or to have experienced either of the former.

These bastards leave themselves little to no room to manoeuvre in the real world. It’s all fantasy. When you say “Bush is Hitler!”, you are not only a robotic bore and mass parrot, but who the Hell was Hitler then? Not Hitler?

Test any Left position and almost none hold up to any serious examination either immediately or historically. No, I mean really test them. Get ordinary people to buy these alleged ideas and pay for them with their own money and not the government’s cash via productive taxpayers. They won't in the market place. Thus they like to get the government to do it all.

How does any sane and decent person accept in any way a movement with such a bizarre, horrible and absolutely discredited track record of zero 'Quality Control?' If it was a cheap toy, you'd return it and demand ya money back. Actually, Left ideology is much less fun, use and value for money than a cheap wind up monkey.

In the beginning and in the end, the Left was and is now, entirely concerned with its own immature posturing, its high pitched intellectually bankrupt mental gymnastics and nothing else. Hard to believe, but Islamism is and will be, much worse than Left Liberal Fascism, Nazism, Communism, Socialism and the various brands of hideous Radicalism. But then of course, the Left has already linked up quite comfortably with Islamists and other mass murder based groups.

Islamism is totally Apocalyptic in vision. Islamists aim to destroy and supplant everything with their one dimensional, anti-human and anti-life Hell. In their wildest freak dreams, almost no Nazi, Imperial Japanese General, Communist Fruitcake or African Cannibal King etc, ever wanted to destroy virtually everything.

That's all the things that make up our real world of light and humanity, folks.

Islamism hates everything living and alive, normal, flexible, real and human. Islam hates the world, everything and everybody in it. Islamism loves only ugliness, hatred, madness and death.

Where is the serious resistance exactly to this spreading nightmare? Lord, I searched, but my search was all in vain...

Certainly not with the US Democrats and someone like Hillary clinical narcissism Clinton, Obama the Manchurian Candidate, the British PM Gordon Brownnose for Islam, or our own Kevin Rudderless, the ex-Diplomat but current Putz in waiting no longer?

God help us all, but get it engraved on your guns if you can get them, in the now unarmed citizenry of Australia.

Kevin Rudd fluent in Mandarin, can’t speak a word of Victory.

General George S. Patton unaware that he's stepped on Kevin Rudd, the Leader of the Australian Labour Party, crushing him into the cruel and cold mud of history.


It’s a wonderful thing that young Kevin Rudd can literally speak the same language as one of the worlds great, affable and nicely tailored suit wearing Communist Oligarchs. It really is hip to just swing into Mandarin like that. No, I really mean it. Language is the thing, but the meaning and actual intent behind the words? Or maybe even some actual substance? Er, not today.

Sadly, Small Kev is not fluent in the language of Western survival. Like so many, he seems pretty comfortable and confident in either his honestly stupid or wilfully disingenuous denial. According to Fluffy; having no clear, hard edged, decisive, real world and fully Allied plan for triumph over the evils of Islamism, Communism and Radicalism etc, is pure tactical and strategic daring, minus the derring do of course.

Showing a profound and globally visible weakness sans resolve while running away from reality as fast as our Lazyboy Recliner trained legs will take us, leading to our eventual chaotic collapse and defeat is it seems, the Rudderless Rudd Plan. Everyone knows Islamists can’t catch a plane and of course none are already 'in country'. Riiight....And there’s nothing the Arab and Asian minds respect more than confusion, decadence, cowardice and weakness.

El Presidente Hu Jin 'Tao Yen’ (a Mandarin in-joke!) and the residents of the 'Labour Party True Believers and Old Fellow Travellers Retirement Home Local Branch' could, being somewhat on the same page or drool napkin, engage in a mutual back slap and reminisce. “Yep, I’m proud to say I’ve never given up a single one of my smug and totally discredited delusions and shibboleths ever. And remember, no apologies!”, said Gough with a tear, as he butted out a shredded lettuce cigarette on an attractive novelty ashtray made out of an East Timorese; a gift from Presidente Suharto in 1975.

While hardly in the same league as a Commo King for Life, and simply brimming with good intentions, Old Gough the Whittler used to be a dab hand at law by personal decree. Apparently at one stage writing out by hand about forty-five of the little buggers over not many more days, all without any of the normal Parliamentary processes. But back to Kevin, the Worlds Greatest Adult Boy Scout. He digs China, always has and assured President Hu R Yu Really, that you have “many, many, many, many, many, many friends here, nay, real friends”.

Hey, 1200 million people can’t be wrong and being a friend of a Commie Emperor in Armani with your standard 'forever 1966', Sino-Soviet sweep hair styling is a much better deal than being his enemy. Sorry, ‘Enemy of the People’. It certainly keeps you alive longer. As the old hair grooming add of the 1970's went, "The Wet head is (sadly) not dead".

Kevin told a heart warming story of how his son is very naughty. Er, don’t be too naughty in China, will you? They frown upon it and there are so many kinds of naughty that are frownable offences. In fact, China gives more people the “frowning of a lifetime” every year than all other countries combined. That’s a lot of upside down smiles.

And there's the thing. What a tricky position to be in, and that’s where the mostly bankrupt ideologies of the Labour Party and its Leftist lean-to comes in. It can contort itself to anything and still the façade remains, because the faithful are not going to poke any holes in its shabby, threadbare and rotten material. Just mouth the empty rhetoric, baby.

Nope, the true believers will always even hold it together for you, like long term prisoners holding up the rusted and loose bars of their own mental cell. As long as it’s from the approved list of things to say and think, you don’t have to actually prove anything empirically or be held to account at all. And as another bandwagon and parade will always come along pretty soon, well, why bother? Here it comes now!

Global Warming is more real than a car bomb!

Yep, Global Warming is apparently the main issue of our time and not the daily Islamist reality. You better hope it is and the latter, the exploding elephant in the room, the other thing, is just a dream. And for a moment there, I thought that the Labour Party must actually have some policies somewhere, but "my search was all in vain". I waited Lord, at the station....

Yep, in many crucial areas, Kevin Rudd has all the stand out against the mob courage and substance of what he was and is; a long term career Diplomat and now a Labour 'Party' man.

Kevin Rudd; this years King of Pop.

To know what Rudd and Labour laughingly 'stand for' beyond the bog standard, and if that's ok with everyone else, just look at most recent polls, read an activist placard or check out an Islamist shopping list. In the end and perhaps literally, the Left and Kevin Rudd the non-Leader make ultimately an entirely nice fit with Islamists....

The Left possess a profoundly deluded mass conceit in seemingly habitual denial. They refuse to modify almost any position and are mostly uninterested in tested, researched and empirical reality. There is a taken for granted and glib auto dislike of American power and freedoms. More often than not, their talk is often merely juvenile hyperbole fueled and with a stunted ego bolstered hatred of America. There is a relentless mental inversion of the facts mixed with the ingratitude of the small and mediocre. There is also the envy and spite of the repeat and habitual loser.

All this group therapy worthy junk is funnelled into insane and suicidal non solutions that sound ok only to PC and other fantasists, with all blame and burden aimed entirely and exclusively at the USA.

This is pretty much what Islamists want too; take no effective action against us but pursue the innapropiate and ineffective instead. Don't make the efforts required to recognise our reality and goals until after it's too late and perhaps not even then.


Strangely, the more obviously, historically and soundly discredited the non-ideas of the Left are, the more they trumpet them as the great triumphs and victories of their past.

Few alleged positives of the Left have worked out the way they claimed they would, if any, and none of the shrill, hysterical disaster predictions have come to pass at all, in fact mostly the total opposite. And so it will be with the current idea of winning a war by division, fashion, platitude, surrender and defeat. Our enemies have been very effective without a single nose ring, fake dreadlock or drum circle, but they have gained much comfort and support from thephony, deeply ignorant and fashionable herd instincts of the Western brat.

Kevin Rudd shows many qualities of the professional Diplomat and several of the classic flaws. Sadly, Tin Tin's judgement on the real war we are in is profoundly wrong, and there will be no helicopters to take us from any rooftop to anywhere else when the chaos and terror is all around us, in all its asymmetrical and terrible glory.

White people bad, everyone else fabulous!

A man without any vices.


Imagine if I hadn’t left the house for the last year and I’m not sure if I have, but instead I spent those twelve months of a mostly wasted life subjecting my once free and beautiful mind to only watching TV and reading the various and generally laughable local Aussie media.

In between suicide attempts, I would have seen dozens and dozens of cheerful ads and community service announcements. All of them pretty much showing various right on multicultural combos of people posed in still life tableaus with smiling, beamish and upturned faces. These are for various scenarios of employment, government services, laws, legislation, private services, insurance and other products. They also include noble to stupid to creepy control freak social engineering attempts and show lots of good intentions paving the road to Hell via government and lobby group fiasco.

If it’s a positive and groovy theme that‘s being emphasised and presented it will always and without exception have this kind of incredibly coincidental palette showing every ethnic group. What are the chances, eh? You can talk about anything from Doctors, cooks, taxidermists, ditch diggers to panel beaters and all these fields manage to turn up a nice even mix of Asians, black people, Indians, whites and Laplanders etc, plus a hip and swingin' balance of women, all available and in mid work interruptis standing around holding their various props of trade and profession.

“Hey! Hurry up. We’ve gotta get back to work, fella!”

I have a Japanese family, white, Chinese, black American and Greek friends and so on. See! I’m doing the PC Chorus Line! But it’s really hard to get them in one room for a group photo, especially as they don't have that much in common and stubbornly hang out with the people that they do. I just happen to have a peculiarly disparate and wide range of interests. Why? Who knows. I guess it’s how I get my kicks.

Regards the parade of PC people? Sadly, all this great, chummy, well meaning and hysterical, We are the World meets Colours of Benetton rainbow, whichis something I very much like bout living in Australia, comes to a sudden screeching monochrome halt when it’s about something that’s negative, a real drag or a bummer, man.

Yep, if it’s about wife beating, sexual assault, gambling and drug addictions, alcoholism, drunk driving, theft, fraud, tax evasion, using a mobile while in traffic or square dancing in a round house, then it’ll be white people that you pretty much see exclusively, Jim. Yep, talk about lack of opportunity for ethnic actors.

“Hey, I went for a bit part as a rapist but they said I wasn’t the type”.

My wife is Japanese and she just can’t seem to get a decent alcoholic drunk driver, or even a slim Kamikaze pilot role in these adds, but she does occasionally pick up the personality free Asian or a swell part with an identity transfusion involving smiling, or wearing a white lab coat and glasses. Technician, pharmacist and something automotive seems in vogue.

In fact, in what are laughingly refered to as local dramas and films, and unlike in America, where different ethnic backgrounds can get a role with no Central Casting strings attached, here they don't much go past type casting. Ya Vietnamese? Square, drug dealer and/or nutcase?!

Here's something. You can always tell if somebody is a PC Left Liberal because they will always like my Japanese wife even without meeting her because she’s Japanese! Take it from me, she’s horrible! Maybe because she’s Japanese!

Go to Crown Casino and there’s a Hell of a lot of Vietnamese, Chinese and other Asians pretty much as it is in well, Asia. In the government sponsored spots for problem gamblers, meaning the problem is that they lose, ya don’t see a single Asian face. And quite frankly, I like Asian faces, that’s why I married my wife. Why she married me, she refuses to say, beyond expressing her idolizing of me by cleverly hiding her true feelings behind regular screams of "Get out, you bastard!"

“Hey Chen! Guess what? Thanks to these ads, we Asians don’t have a gambling obsession anymore!”

And that’s the thing. Multiculturalism is too often about cherry picking the culture and character of real human beings for a presentation that can be phony, meaningless and kind of in a nice way heading off the awkward embarrassing questions, the even more problematic answers and denying people their actual flawed humanity, in all its bright light, shade and terrible darkness.

A little like the often actually hard to find bigots the PC folks are apparently trying to counter. And talking of real bigots, the only taken for granted and allowed bigotry is against white people, Americans and Christian. Jewish is ok too, but just remember to say “I’m not anti Semitic but...” And hey, they always do.

Man, people are always raving about racism like they're some kind of Tourets Syndrome afflicted minority advocate, but they can never seem to supply any real names or evidence, beyond absurd undergraduate accusations against public figures. When confronted with the real thing and it doesn't involve any Caucasians a la third world and other less Democratic sink holes, the same folks go into full splutter, denial, apologist and/or subject change mode, the first default response of the Left.

If one sets immigrants up as one dimensional negative or positives in a kind of absurd split screen, it can’t be sustained without some mighty and dopey propaganda. And old sports, it can kinda stop one getting to really know 'em anyway. You’re bound to be disappointed or alternatively enraged when people won’t conform to a ridiculous paradigm. So shift that paradigm baby, and see people as they really are. Light, shade, character, class, education, background, experience, intelligence, culture and religion are pretty variable and hilariously unstable, to depressingly immovable reference points.

We all have much in common, but there's no need for relentless pretensions of equivalence. I find people from all over the world can range from being everything to nothing like me. It's OK to acknowledge differences and er, the bumps.

Mark Steyn has said how multiculturalism absolves you from needing to learn anything about another culture at all. You just merely feel good about it and go to the restaurants. If all cultures are equal, and they are empirically not, then why bother learning about any differences? That’s where secular societies get in a tizz and a conundrum, in that those with a media voice may often think religion is mostly tosh, usually meaning Christianity, and not Buddhism etc.

But immigrants don’t always feel the same way about their own religion and beliefs and may be inclined to take their's entirely seriously. That’s why the hippie and radical rabble that went to Nicaragua to support the Che the child killer Guevara styled Sandinista scumbags Leftist gangsters, were surprised to find much of the local populace, were respectable Catholic Christian families and small business people, who wore suits and ties and went to church every Sunday. Unsurprizingly, the locals were unenthusiastic about an endlessly experimental death plan vortex of Revolutionary mayhem.

The main reason Communist and other murder based conformist fraud revolutions are so violent is because almost nobody wants one outside of University Graduates, the flea-bitten, bog standard radicals, social misfits, spoiled brats, the insane, the criminal, various gang murderers, the usual rapists, Islamist scumbags, College Professors, the Baader Meinhoff Gang and Hollywood stars etc.

Sayeth callow, earnest middle class and affluent bore peace kills activist, Benjamin Smythe-Browne, “That’s not how ‘the people’ are supposed behave!” 'The People’ often have their own thing going man, dig? And they can take it all quite seriously for good and bad, and are usually better at making their own choices than the self-appointed political creeps who think they know better. Take one part smug arrogance, one part ignorance and one part spoiled phoney brat, and that’s what ya get. Full blown myopic delusion. Take two platitudes bub, and don't call me in the morning.

Hence, few are capable or curious enough to see that an Islamist culture, as it reaches any real mass minority, is ultimately uninterested in fitting into any secular dream no matter how seemingly worthy and sensible it seems to us. Like the bankrupt wishful thinking and self destruction of cultural relativism, Islam is nothing like any other religion. It’s essentialy nihilistic, vampiric in imperative, method and result. Suppressing and annihilating not only all other religions, but other cultures, laws and well, everything that is not directly of Islam, meaning anything worth a damn.

Islam sees secularism, human rights, Capitalism, Democracy and freedom of expression as frauds and blasphemies. There is only Allah and Islam. There is nothing else. Everything comes from, is about and is in service to Islam, without exception.

Mohammed was after all the original Islamist and of the er, harshest kind.

Yep, imagine a more real world experience billboard showing how as the Muslim percentage reaches around a certain percentage as it has in Europe, France and the UK etc, they do tend to start screaming at the other immigrant featured extras, demanding their submission, concessions to Islam, or death and beheading. This is regards their host citizens, their institutions, freedoms and general way of life.

And there’s the thing. If you refuse to see how the world and its peoples are, instead of in a more real and rounded way via serious research, to support your fluffy, fashionable ideology and myopia, the same people might or might not play along. That depends on whether it suits some folks peculiar, often very publicly stated and relentlessly acted upon objectives.

If we care about our often wonderful multi-ethnic populations, it would behove us old sports, to see things honestly, as they too will inevitably be effected by our lack of discernment and thickhead errors of judgement. Wilful naivete will not protect us all or guarantee our futures, will they?

It can easily be noted that the majority of the worlds people vote with their feet, and the direction they take is to the West.

And you and I? We miss seeing anyone or anything clearly at all. Neither as wonderful and interesting, or as dreadfully dull and dangerous as reality actually is.

Manhattan under 15 metres of seawater by 2015 is apparently more real to many than today's Islamist bomb blasts and beheadings.

This is my feeble, woefully inadequate and totally ignored response to the actress Cate Blanchett posting on Yahoo!, a laughably open forum on her 'concern' for Global Warming. Who would have thought? A Hollywood star and celebrity on a superficial and 'passing within a decade or so' bandwagon! What can ya do? There's trouble everywhere....

Hey, don't get me wrong. I love the movies as much as everyone else. There are many actors and Directors that I admire; some of them not dead. And of course the many wonderful technicians, writers and so on. It's just that today, actors can often seem more like models, but without the depth.


Cate writes: Why do you care about climate change and what are you doing to reduce your impact on the environment? Hi, my name is Cate Blanchett and I’m working with the Australian Conservation Foundation to promote Who On Earth Cares, a new campaign bringing together all who are concerned about climate change.

If you care about climate change, I urge you visit 'who on earth cares' and put yourself on the map.I am looking forward to reading your responses.




Dear Cate Blanchett:

Er, my subscription to Newsweek ran out in April 1975 and I never actually got to read the last issue as it dropped out of the letter box and into some shrubbery, so I'm just reading their special edition for that month as I write; that's the very groovy one kinda positing to predicting Global Cooling. Naturally, I'm shocked to see that twenty-two years later, no government has acted on Global Cooling!

My God! A global collapse in food stocks by the 1980’s and all backed by scientists and activists who clearly want to know what are the government going to do about it? Shouldn't we deal with this first? Cate, we need your Tinsel Town Rebellion and traditionally deep Hollywood analysis. When do we want it? We want it now!

Yes, I know many cynical "Fascists!" say that GW is all a tragically embarrassing, trendy mass hysteria and total rubbish that will one day be unmentioned, even by the same people who are so shrill about it now.

Just like the population explosion by the 1980’s in the West eh? Ok, it mostly collapsed. Food stocks collapse… Ok, it mostly quadrupled. Oil running out twenty years ago! Y2K? The collapse of Capitalist Democracies and the triumph of Communism and Socialism? Um, ok, but this time it’s true, obviously.

Now I know some awful and plain wrong racist Neocons, even say that Al Gore is a long term "transvestite-like" political opportunist, who is incredibly rich and is now even richer by about $50,000,000 due to his doco that is even more sincere, trustworhty and exciting than he is. "Fascists!" who disagree call it a “pseudo-science documentary”. Outrageous! There's no science in Al's pseudo!

Well, anything that is not in agreement with GW means nothing and is easy to glibly dismiss like anything else that won’t conform to our right on orthodoxy, which is a good thing. And don’t forget, the rich can mostly just edit out the general public cos’ those dull unglamorous people have no media voice whatsoever.

Ever seen Joe and Josephine Average on a magazine cover as anything but a grist for the mill story, a bit part in their own life, a human un-interest story, a manipulated straight from Central Casting object, a sycophant or flunkie to a celebrity and the loaded, or as a joke or for a crime? Nope, nada. They don’t have the phony teeth. And that’s where Hollywood comes in.

Some ungrateful Philistines say that the support of GW by Hollywoods “narcissistic, decadent, juvenile to undergraduate mentality of stupid, shallow, lazy, unresearched, deluded, spoiled rotten, bloated egos of unaccountable, corrupt, rich playboy and playgirl control freaks is hardly a guarantee of objective Quality Control". Wrong! I would never say that. Actors have sometimes even taken acting lessons and often have personal assistants. Naturally, these are all perfect credentials for lecturing the world on economics, geopolitics and science. I say forget the depth, admire the ad nauseum.

Can’t the critics see that movies are the most important thing in the world and the hardest work on the planet?!

Everyone knows science is proven by consensus; you just need enough people to agree and that proves it, or make up some predictive software. If it’s gong to happen in the future, that’s rock solid evidence. Scepticism and endless pointless testing has no place in science. If one person says X and 99 say Y; Y is always right.

That’s science at Sean Penn State and Leonardo Di Caprio High and that’s good enough for me. Sure, Hollywood stars, academics, celebs, radical activists and much Left media have felt great for example about Che the child killer Guevara who never killed a movie star, Mao the mass killer, the Viet Cong and gee, so many great subjects for subject change.

Doesn’t this prove they are right once again? After all, celebrities and Hollywood stars prove their rebel status everyday by being completely supported by the system they despise. That’s yucky old Capitalist Democracy. Yucky! Just don’t leave, except to go to Cuba for a free 'Castro Tours' holiday; that's the part of Fidels Revolutionary Paradise without firing squads, but with food, drugs, child prostitutes and champagne. All free with a celebrity card, so rock on, Bel Air Rebels!

After all, so many stars were right about using tons of coke and Leftist Dictatorships being great for the working class. Good enough for me too. You are a Goddess because you have acted in some films. Sure, it’s not like you actually wrote them or came up with the idea or wrote a real book or have any scientific, analytical or academic background, but that should not stop you having a bigger media platform than ordinary people. After all, you are a concerned star and celebrity and that’s more than enough.

This is my humble tribute to the great people of Hollywood who the whole world looks up to for guidance and inspiration.

All the best from Colonel Robert Neville.

PS. They also asked for sources, sports. Um, try wanting to find them. Oh, they meant supporting GW. Try skeptoid for some thinking and logic skills just to start with.

There are millions of scientists in the world. Have they all been asked? Who has that data? There are 2,000 'scientists' on the IPCC report. The IPCC is a political body, and not a scientific one, thus the idiot and anti-science mind-set of er, "consensus!" The scientific method is not Democratic. Science is not about agreement, votes, numbers or powerful groups. Science is always in flux and contention, as suits a naturally dynamic world.

Some who don't want to be. Predictions are by definition predictive; they have not happened yet. Science is not consensus but endless scepticism, method, re-testing and wide ranging peer review. Scientists have their flaws, ideologies and pride like everyone else.

That's why the civilised and clear minded look to the method, not any mob, however impolite, shrill, peculiar, trendy or funding pursuing. But what do I know? Get out the ropes for all I care, because if idiots, fakes, flakes and bullies get power, they’ll usually find just the right Logical Fallacy to justify coming after you, eventually.