After that I can get on a plane and piss off. Can’t wait.

If you make it.

And have in the back of your mind the constant nagging suspicion of when your turn to do a Kitchens will be, and that you submitted to the Russian Roullette offered as the only way to get out.

Even B o N and many of the smarter here tend to think that if you’ve survived the first year, few months, then you are safe.
With all that’s been written , I ask you, is there any mental issues in anyone who considers an untested concoction long term safe, because they made it through a few weeks or even a year?
Let’s be honest.
The vaxxed in GB are catching little sniffly colds they would have once taken a codral for, and it is landing them in hospital.

But go on, get your boosters.

We see last night…..think about this……JC calling the bedrock Christian media of the US, “RIGHT WING conspiracy sites”……….
Look, this whole time I’ve remained unjabbed, so I can clearly see the mental breakdown, as it gathers a pace, in the jabbed.
At least admit to yourselves that the crime committed against you (and me)….to all of us, is of such immense and historical….biblical….proportions, that in taking the jab, you might….just might….be letting certain emotions trample clear and logical thinking.

Meh, the bitch-slap at the Oscars was an attempt to generate interest and ratings, a publicity stunt, IMO.

The Oscars have been spiralling down the ratings drain for years. Then, suddenly! there is this bit of confected drama. Everybody’s talkin’ ’bout it.

I’m not buying it.

Where are you going to go?

New York first to see my son, my ex and first grandchild (due September 10). After that, Jamaica in and around Dragon Bay/Ocho Rios maybe. Rome, maybe, for a spell. Northern Philippines perhaps, and I like elephants, so Sri Lanka is a possibility. Who knows?

Thing is, elderly parents are gone so I no longer have that responsibility, I have no romantic attachments nor want any, and I can work anywhere if connectivity is decentish.

But there’s more than that to my dour frame of mine. Living here and watching the country I care most about flush itself down an Argentine-style S-bend really hurts. To see the beautest place on the planet betrayed by the worst managerial and political classes you can imagine outside Third World long-drops, well it means either living with an impotent acceptance of culpable cowardice and grand idiocy on the part of so-called conservatives or enduring the reign of Penny Wong et al until Labor implodes and the fauxservatives return to pursue the same policies, but at a trot rather than the gallop.

Being overseas, however, provides some insulation. You’re at the zoo and laughing at the animals, not on the other side of the fence being mauled by them.

For ’twas at least a few years ago on the old blog that I first told of curry munching crap holes being cut in sleeper cab floors

No, it was ‘cab floors’ and ‘shit while driving’. Anyway, you’d think by now – after the passage of those years – that with the apocalyptic rise of subcon drivers there should be mountains of evidence relating to cabin-cuttery and mobile defecation onto engine blocks, rather than a single anecdote. From Adelaide.

Incidentally, I happen to agree with the ‘new drivers’ and their lack of learnt skills over time being highly dangerous. Many people here have mentioned it, and it is entirely appropriate.

Not many people here have mentioned high-end reticulating saws going through cabin floors, and the transformation of cabins into mobile mini-Calcuttas.

I was at Kenworths in Adelaide speaking to the actually mechanics that had found the disgusting mess.

Accepting that this is true, for the sake of argument, this is a single instance. Let me know when there’s more than one of these stories to go with the exponential rise of non-Anglo drivers, who appear to be the only style of people who need to crap every four hours.

Hope I’m wrong in thinking you are avoiding my point, Roger.

Struth’s escalation for attention and delusions of the being the defender of Christian faith is what I was getting at.

Struth – Please don’t try to read my mind. I said no such thing, please do not put words in my mouth that I’ve never said.

Nobody tried to slap Ricky Gervais, and as an A-list awards compere he was far more brutal.

Just sayin’.

Will Smith. Soft cock. Literally.

A Mithi Mithi and Wamba Wamba woman who is pwoud of her speech impediment.

Thanks for the cheer-up, Struth

areffsays:
March 29, 2022 at 11:41 am

Nice post areff.

Biden walking back his weekend comments made the problem bigger.
In response to the Peter Doocy questioning he confirmed & then reiterated (as forcibility as his porridge brain will let him) that US troops are training Ukraine troops in Poland.

The problem being 40million Ukrainian civilians getting caught up in a proxy war.

I never advocated giving up

Good advise Roger. Ill do the same.

At least for today.

Biden has to check his ego when talking to Doocy.
The real Biden comes out, the bully who will do & say anything that makes his porridge brain feel he’s won the verbal stoush, regardless of the ramifications.

Unfortunately the governments can’t walk this back at all without committing seppuku. They dare not fess up. So all that’s now going to happen is they’ll stop talking about it and hope people will forget.

This is all I mean with you Bruce.
Let’s not say anymore about it and see if that little comment is not a mix of optimism and denialism.
We won’t have to wait long.

Anyway, Will Smith’s pissweak performance wasn’t a slap.

Wyatt Earp’s slaps on Johnny Tyler (Billy Bob Thornton) in Tombstone were much better, as was the associated commentary:

You just going to stand there and bleed?

I’m gettin’ tired of your gas. Now jerk that pistol and go to work! I SAID THROWN DOWN, BOY!

Simpler times. Better times.

See The Beauty Inside This Log! – Wood Turning

Wasn’t it: “Skin that smoke wagon”

Wasn’t it: “Skin that smoke wagon”

Part of it, yep. Yep indeed.

The ‘lucky country’ bit is about the place being derivative rather than it being the providentially elect.

And whites are not as bad, but that is rapidly changing too.
Zero respect for women, how often have you now past a party of bogans on the side of the road hanging it all out and can’t even walk behind a bush.
We all know it isn’t just one race of people, but to deny some groups are more prone to filthy behaviour due to their culture, is leftism.

Child r@p3 gangs hotspot Rotherham is attempting to brand itself “the world’s first Children’s Capital of Culture”, attempting to distance itself from its reputation as the place where 1,400 girls were systematically groomed and r@p3d while officials failed to act.

This push to style Rotherham a “Children’s Capital of Culture” will grate with members of the public familiar with the Jay Report which found that largely men largely of South Asian, Pakistani Muslim heritage systematically r@p3d and groomed at least 1,400 young girls there between 1997 and 2013.

The author of the report, Professor Alexis Jay, said that “no-one knows the true scale of child s3xu@l exploitation in Rotherham over the years” and her “conservative estimate is that approximately 1,400 children were s3xu@lly exploited over the full inquiry period, from 1997 to 2013.”

Jay uncovered horrors including “children who had been doused in petrol and threatened with being set alight, threatened with guns, made to witness brutally violent r@p3s and threatened they would be next if they told anyone.”

“It is hard to describe the appalling nature of the abuse that child victims suffered,” she continued, suggesting “the authorities involved have a great deal to answer for”.

Jay found police “effectively suppressed” reports of the crimes, …

New York first to see my son, my ex and first grandchild (due September 10). After that, Jamaica in and around Dragon Bay/Ocho Rios maybe. Rome, maybe, for a spell. Northern Philippines perhaps, and I like elephants, so Sri Lanka is a possibility. Who knows?

Lots to do in New York in Spring if you leave in April, areff. We watched a great doco the other night on the extraordinary techniques of making of the Brooklyn Bridge, the access foundation to the 5 areas that then developed as New York. We always walk over it when we are there, although after that show we know it is walking on many graves, so many died building it, especially of ‘the bends’ due to the unusual way of digging the foundations down to bedrock.

See a show at Radio City, take drinks at The Plaza, and board the Staten Island ferry. All very good things to revisit. As well as drawn there by a grandchild – the completion of one part of life’s circle and I am so happy for you with that, areff, plus family and old friends, old haunts, old good times.
And the same goes for Rome, so much to see and do there, Rosie will have some good tips.

Sri Lanka has good elephants and not just in reserves; we still have a booking to revisit where I lived for a year there in a then-shithole called Matale, a two week already paid 2020 trip which we hope to finally take up sometime this year. And our upcoming Panama Cruise in now in October (the one that in March 2020 dumped us in Mexico) putting us luckily in the US for the mid-terms. On that cruise we will also go to the Carribean. Fond memories for us in particular of Jamaica’s Ochos Rios and Montego Bay.

You will have to take the medical insurance hit though with all of that travel, especially US.

I hope you will still be editing Quadrant Online.

We are also off to the UK in April, end of the month. This follows my sudden hankering to stand once more in an English meadow in Spring, as I did as a child. A sign of advancing years?? We booked when we were similarly feeling fed up with things in Australia too. Fortuitously, the less-than-hairy one is now looking forward to turning 70 back in the company of old Jesus College friends celebrating their recent big win in the Rustat case. This booking has since also dovetailed nicely into me meeting with the Church of England and its hierarchy re finding recently that my ancestral old church is under threat of closure. We are only staying away a month but could consider something longer next year, before doing your highly recommended tall ship cruise we’d already booked for August 2023. If our paths cross anywhere, we should meet up, as you and I did in Sydney at Doyles of fond memory. Guess we’ll hear from you on the Cat as you travel, I’ll bet you would take off the Catallaxy Travelogue Trophy prize of a trip to Lismore here in NSW. Rosie, Calli, Bruce of WA and I, and other entrants in past times, would not be in the Cat’s travelogue race once you entered it.

Has anybody noticed the latest scarcity? Didn’t hit me until this morning at the local hardware.
Heads up for anyone who is developing mould and mildew problems because of the wet weather, the de-humidifier pots and refills are running out fast.

The big electric dehumidifiers that you can move from room to room cannot be had for love nor money. The best the shops can do is place you on a waiting list. For those lucky enough to have dehumidifier mode on their air-con, no problem. I stocked up on the crystals a month ago for my other place, was at hardware this morning, thought I’d grab a couple extra, only had two packs and they don’t know when they will be receiving more.

Looks like it may be the new “toilet paper”, of 2022!

in front of.

Had breakfast?
You can all have a smug laugh at my expense.
I pulled up on the other side of the road from the Caltex at Hay.
In the dark.
I got a coffee and put it in the truck, a cab over Kenworth.
I then got out and checked both sides of the truck with my torch.
Down both trailers, both sides.
Heavy smell of stock crate in the air.
Hopped back up into the cab and just about vomitted on the spot.
I stepped in human excrement of the very worst, sickening diarrhea.
I had climbed up into the cab with it all over my boots, so up the steps, on the cab floor, over the clutch pedal.
Spent the next hour cleaning up…and I am a clean freak.
The boots got thrown away.
I had spares.
I’d lost the plot.
Blokes never came near me.
After cleaning everything I hopped back in the truck knowing that was the last straw.
After everything that happens in trucks, that was it.
I’d disinfected everything, cleaned everything again and again.
As I was driving across the paddock, I thought “I can still smell it”
No, I was just still in shock, senses still on full alert.
It was persistant.
It was also raining.
There was one little spot on the back of my jeans I hadn’t got.
I slowed the truck down, took the jeans off and threw them out the window.
I drove to Balranald in my jocks.
Now, most Roadhouses have toilets you wouldn’t let an animal in, and most are Indian.
It’s a filthy hell hole out there and yet I tell some townies what is going on, and they require proof.
Laugh your guts up at my expense, but be extra careful of the 80 tonnes barrelling toward you these days, because the experienced, clean Aussies behind the wheel, are nearly all gone.
Because it’s a third world SHIT HOLE on our interstate highways.

Franx says:
March 29, 2022 at 12:46 pm

The ‘lucky country’ bit is about the place being derivative rather than it being the providentially elect.

Thanks for sharing. I didn’t know that. (Where did this moron come from?)

Any other insights?

BTW, Lizzie’s not-very-convincing sock Kneel seems to have quietened down recently.

In about 1979 I got out of my car in South Yarra and stood on a recently deceased cat in the gutter.
Thus proving that this could happen to anyone, anytime.

God, are you still married?
I pity your husband.
Actually, no I don’t.

I blame him.

Here’s the point.
That is a bitumen parking bay and two steps to the left is acres of open bush to shit in.
Somebody decided to shit on the bitumen.

Our parking bays are full of dirty long drops and as soon as the wind whips up, there are brown and white paper butterflies swooping you.

We were taught to go for a long walk WITH A SHOVEL.

I could once take fifty people on a bush camp and the only reason you knew anyone had been there were a few spots of turned soil.
It’s a fucking 3rd world shit hole.

And people are surprised that people shit out of moving vehicles?

I’ve seen a gin take a dump on the carpet of the Westpac bank in Alice Springs, and even had one shit on the ground behind the stage I was playing on in full view of the audience.
And I never even charged extra!

I’ve seen a gin take a dump on the carpet of the Westpac bank in Alice Springs

Now THIS I can confirm.

Winston:

Lethality in Combat.

It’s a cracking read.

From your story. Okay. My question was – if the amount of subcons driving heavy rigs has skyrocketed (which it undoubtedly has) then why haven’t reports from mechanics all over the country, company operators and the like about holes cut into cabins anywhere skyrocketed as well? You’re not the only link to the heavy freight industry, y’know.

This is why I have to get away from here.
I keep answering dumb questions and then at anythime, Dover will pull my answers.

It’s the Nullabor KD.

Think about it.
It was happening across the nullabor.
With a certain company.
I never said it was happening on short runs like Melbourne Sydney, or anywhere else, just the Nullabor.

The nullabor , combined with big corps now running the show, means a depot each end.

Perfect to stick a few wobble heads in a truck and say follow that road until you get to the end.
Up here, in comparison, the majority of drivers are still white.
But that’s fast changing.

I never said it was happening on short runs like Melbourne Sydney, or anywhere else, just the Nullabor.

Thank you.

I have now learned that Hay is on the Nullarbor.

Thank you.

I have now learned that Hay is on the Nullarbor.

And again you show the world why your lack of comprehension skills kept you on traffic.

Try to not conflate two different subjects…it would have helped you rise above writing tickets out for 2 k over the speed limit.

Johanna, best not ignore a moron such as Donald Horne who would have serious reservations about his coinage of ‘lucky country’ being a term to claim that Australia is a fine place since it is, as you have, ‘the Lucky Country indeed’.

I may have to rethink my opinion of the average Australians intelligence.

Nope. They’re already each spending thousands per year and don’t know it.
If they did the minor party polling would be a LOT higher.

My brother did some work for Robin Williams. Nice guy apparently.

Kids are born with heart deformities which are not always found.

The majority of paediatric heart issues are structural defects from birth (eg ‘hole in the heart’ and are found very early. Most of the rest are hereditary conditions (eg Hypertrophic cardiomyopathy) which are discovered during family screening after an adult relative drops dead of the same.

Very few kids drop dead suddenly from heart issues – indeed, we were taught that ‘all paediatric arrests are hypoxic’ – this is why ‘mouth to mouth’ alone may revive collapsed children, and AEDs are rarely if every of any use.

JC’S denialism.
Sad.

“When they shine torches in your eye, that’s where your totem sits . . . shining lights on it and interfering with that is spiritually dangerous, (especially) without my consent,” Mr Walley said.
“And putting electricity in your arms upsets the rhythm of your dance, and how much are electricity are they going to put through you?”

Still trying to work out which of these 2 voodoos is the stronger

Oh, I’m a whites only, redneck from Queensland now, KD?

Yes, because I’m so frightfully sophisticated.

The picture you are attempting to paint is of a quality of art that may not be appreciated by more than you might realise.

The picture I’m painting is using the materials you’ve given me. Repeatedly.

Now those 90 odd tonnes hurtling toward you are controlled by a jabbed (Sudden death prone) interstate driver who can’t drive a manual, can’t read signs, can hardly speak English, has music blaring in his ears, doesn’t need to understand weight, load restraint, hot tyres, whatever, and counts any roll over he walks away from as success.
And that’s just the white ones.

The picture I’m painting is using the materials you’ve given me. Repeatedly.

Traffic cop for life.

Traffic cop for life.

Bahaaaaaa.

You’re thinking of someone else.

Do you still provide services to motorsport or has that door closed as well?

Ha!! must be someone who knows me.

I retired from motorsport due to COVID mandates for drivers, and, yes, if I recall, they applied to Officials as well. Pretty much every ‘sporting body’ gets govt money and needs to meet ‘standards’ to get that money. I no longer stand in the paddock at horse trials for the same reason, and even if not technically barred, motorsports and horsetrials are genuine contact sports and you have to be comfortable and current in high end trauma if you are going to play medicine in that arena. Given I can’t work, I can’t remain current, nor can I carry the costs of registration, insurance etc just to do voluntary work.

Can you see how the more you deny the truth , the more left wing you become?
Panzy Smullet is now using the old left wing chestnut, that the “white men are feeling disenfranchised”
Next he’ll be talking about how we’re all feeling left behind, and angry at the world.
Maybe he’ll use the term “deplorables” next.

The mental decline is obvious to those who don’t have to live in fairyland.

Here’s proof of what Notafan has been doing for years. Call it lying, twisting the truth, whatever you like, but note the date on this page.

Ha.

Tekkin er jerbs!

Eyrie says:
March 29, 2022 at 1:05 pm

Unlike any other intel operation in the world.

If I was running one of those operations, I’d put it about with some desinformatzsiya that the whole mob were a bunch of incompetent screw ups. You do not want a reputation for competence.

I assume that you are excluding Mossad?

A reputation for competence has not done them any harm.

Struth says:
March 29, 2022 at 2:36PM

I didn’t know the lying, fact-twisting Notafan posted long, rantimg screeds on the Furniture Store under the pen-name ‘Struth.’

For a fellow who likes call everyone else ‘denialists’ and questions their collective grip on reality, you sure sound like not all your own cylinders are firing anymore, O Kenworth King…

All the old-time remembering reminds me: we haven’t had a fashion parade here on the Cat for ages.
Covid has cancelled two pollies balls where we see them compete as to who can look the silliest.
Bring it on, I say. We could do with the distraction.

Ahhh yes. The Mid-Winter Ball. Good times.

All the old-time remembering reminds me: we haven’t had a fashion parade here on the Cat for ages.
Covid has cancelled two pollies balls where we see them compete as to who can look the silliest.
Bring it on, I say. We could do with the distraction.

What’s that, Lizzie?

A fashion show?

Let me be the first to clumsily sashay my way down the Cat-walk (Honk!) and risk my heels, knees and self-respect for the adoration of the many…

With your screen name…just guessed you were a rev head, Speedy.

Small world.

Thank god your mind isn’t overworked by a steering wheel, choo choo.

Lolwut?*

(* Check out that big round thing in the corner…)

I’m going to presume your idiocy is due to an over emotional response, and give you the benefit of the doubt.

Ladies and Gentlemen,

We got him. 🙂

#REEEEEEEEEEEE!!!1!

“What men realy want”

Hell no not this one.

A cynic might think someone important has had a word in his shell-like ear.
It’s PR scam. You hit a microphone – especially the type Rock had on – you get a big bang through the speakers. It made a barely audible sound. All the cameras were position to not show the hit.
Good PR – it even made this site!

Rexie, the fashion show is not us but them.
We lol at the choices pollies make at the annual pollies’ ball.

Tulsi Gabbard accuses Facebook, Instagram of shadow banning her

What possessed him? Will Smith’s brutal childhood, and that Oscars slap

‘I SAW HER SPIT BLOOD’

Will Smith, 9, watched his father beat his mother, punching her so hard that she collapsed. Smith has spent the rest of his life beating himself up for his ‘inaction’.

Victim cards identified, sorted and deployed.

Eyrie:

Anyone else want to join a mob with pitchforks, torches and boiled rope aimed at doing over these guys?

Count me in.