Labor ad comes on blaming Morrison for the Victorian lockdowns.

Scumo failed to contain our Despotic Bat Eared Mong!

Steve Bannon, former chief strategist for President Trump, believes Joe Biden will be impeached in November over the administration’s handling of the immigration crisis on the U.S.-Mexico border.

If the Republicans retake the House in November, they are going to impeach Biden every day and twice on Tuesdays. Good excuse to not get anything done, I suppose.

The BS from montifa is epic.

Hi Cats, greetings from Daly Waters. The pub in the middle of nowhere where a Telstra signal is a miracle!

Love the painting, Dover.

Apparently it’s just south of the gateway to the Never Never.

I love Australia. Shame our politicians hate its people.

Mates like Syria, Iraq, Iran, Afghanistan and Yemen?
I wouldn’t count on that, Farmer.

Well Ed you managed to get a few that are actually in the Middle East.
I’m counting on nothing but the inevitability of instability in the region when basic foods become expensive.
I doubt you have any concept of the shit storm that’s coming. Grain prices are at drought levels in Australia amid abundance.
Rampant inflation and record food prices could blow the region and parts of Africa apart.

Early voting yesterday.
Making the approach was a bit like negotiating the flak over Berlin in 1945 as you lined up in your Lancaster. A bit of swerving and weaving through the out thrust hands and hopeful faces wondering if they’d scored.

Me: ‘Raving loonie party ? Which one is the raving loonie party ?’
Weedy, nerdy 20 y.o. wearing thick glasses and a soft fuzz on top lip starts to smile: ‘Er that’s me.’
‘OK, You’ve got my vote.’

Albo and Morrison could learn a lot from that kid.

BTW
I told you lot quite some time ago that the fools of the new world order will create famine.
All we need for disaster is crop failure in a major exporting nation or in a large importer.
Seriously, grain prices are at WTF level.

Dickless

Clickbait.
Steve Bannon is another dope who will say anything for a few buck$$.

That reminds me, do you get paid for your efforts here? If so, you are receiving money by deception.

Is “cooker” a new “in” word? I appear to have missed something.

Can someone in the know please let me in on what the lingo means?

Seriously, grain prices are at WTF level.

I don’t eat grain. Too crunchy.

The Russian Defense Ministry has published footage of the surrender of militants of the nationalist Azov unit and Ukrainian servicemen blocked at the Azovstal plant in Mariupol. In one day, 265 militants laid down their arms and surrendered, including 51 seriously wounded.

Conversation with son and heir, as I arrive home:

Son: ‘I’m sick.’
Me: ‘Are you now.’

‘I’ve got fever and sore muscles and a runny nose and a sore throat and a headache.’
‘Best you not go to work tonight then or go to school tomorrow.’

‘If I have covid I’ll get the disaster payment from work.’
‘You haven’t got covid, and nothing’s for free. I’m paying for that payment. So no.’

‘I got a free test kit from school.’
‘Off you go then.’

Test conducted.

Me (looking at test): ‘No covid. No work tonight and tomorrow off school. Panadol and a feed, and bed.’
Son: ‘Fuck. Jake [his mate] got covid and the payment.’

Me: ‘You’ll fucking think differently once you start paying for other people to stay home.’

Wonder how long he is going to keep trying to make cooker into a thing before quietly shelving it.

At Least 300 Azov Fighters Surrender To Russians At Azovstal Plant, Ending Lengthy Siege

Widespread reports say that some 300 Ukrainian fighters have laid down their weapons and emerged from the cavernous facility. “More than 260 Ukrainian soldiers were evacuated from the besieged Azovstal steel plant in the port city of Mariupol,” Ukraine’s Deputy Defense Minister Ganna Malyar said. Another “53 heavily wounded (soldiers) were evacuated from Azovstal to the medical mortgage near Novoazovsk for medical aid,” according to Malyar’s statement.

Azov battalion, which has long been widely acknowledged even in prior mainstream media reporting as a neo-Nazi group, is asking the Ukrainian public for continued “support” – given this surrender (after previously vowing multiple to times to ‘fight till the end’) will likely be viewed by some as premature capitulation.

Escobar: Death By A Thousand Cuts – Where Is The West’s Ukraine Strategy?

The pounding, daily western narratives on ‘Ukrainian wins’ and ‘Russian losses’ underpins the lack of an actual, cohesive Grand Strategy against Moscow…

While we are all familiar with Sun Tzu, the Chinese general, military strategist and philosopher who penned the incomparable Art of War, less known is the Strategikon, the Byzantium equivalent on warfare.

It all starts with si vis pacem para bellum: “If you want peace prepare for war.” Confrontation must develop simultaneously on multiple levels: grand strategy, military strategy, operative, tactical.

Those clueless Pentagon and CIA ‘experts’

On Operation Z, the Russians revel in total strategic ambiguity, which has the collective west completely discombobulated. The Pentagon does not have the necessary intellectual firepower to out-smart the Russian General Staff. Only a few outliers understand that this is not a war – since the Ukraine Armed Forces have been irretrievably routed – but actually what Russian military and naval expert Andrei Martyanov calls a “combined arms police operation,” a work-in-progress on demilitarization and denazification.

The latter, in turn, have been totally baffled by Russia’s C4ISR (Command, Control, Communications, Computers, Intelligence, Surveillance and Reconnaissance) capabilities, coupled with the stunning inefficiency of their own constellation of Javelins, NLAWs, Stingers and Turkish Bayraktar drones.

Arguably the best example is the fate of Azov neo-Nazis at Azovstal in Mariupol – the best-equipped unit of the Ukrainians, hands down. In the end they were totally outmatched by a numerically inferior Russian/Chechen Spetsnaz contingent, and in record time for such a big city.

Thanks OldOzzie.

It’s all workshopped to within an inch of its life. No wonder it creaks.

munty

They provide better entertainment than I get here, that is for sure.

Don’t like being challenged here on your multiple stupidities? Want better “entertainment”? Don’t let the door hit you in your more than ample arse on the way out.

Bye, bye.

Bad Touch Biden was at it again, obsessively stroking a child in public

On Monday, Joe Biden made an official appearance in the White House to award Public Safety Medals of Valor. It should have been a simple, moving ceremony for people who put their lives on the line to serve the public were honored. And for the most part, it was precisely that as 15 men (or their survivors) received those honors. But what stood out was the fact that there was a little boy in the room and Biden did what he always does when little children are in his ambit…he went creepy.

As we all know, Biden’s touchy-feely behavior with the little boy is nothing new. Given the chance, he can’t keep his hands off children and, often, when he’s doing the creepy stroking thing with little girls, his hands wander over their chests.

One of the best videos I’ve ever seen regarding Biden’s behavior around children juxtaposes video of his conduct with a completely unrelated speech from someone talking about how pedophiles groom children:

Monty keeps fucking his rotisserie chicken, naming it a “ cooker” doesn’t make it less perverted.

As for his argument style, there is a reason “ greasier than Monty’s cock” is such a common bit of slang*

* including this use it’s pegging level at least.

In seeking to demean Trump, The Wall Street Journal demeans itself

No good will come of the effort.”

That was the considered judgment of The Wall Street Journal in its May 16 editorial, “The House Subpoena Wars,” calling into question the legality of the subpoenas issued to five House Republicans by the Jan.6 inquisition panel.

Apparently because that is the general narrative of the media, and the Journal lacks the fortitude to stray from the media’s anti-Trump line. This line is apparent in media articles acknowledging that President Trump urged the January 6 protesters to go home in peace but adds the propaganda line that he encouraged the disturbance at the Capitol.

Merrick Garland Refuses to Prosecute Protesters Terrorizing Supreme Court Justices

May 16, 2022

On Friday, Attorney General Merrick Garland refused to answer a basic question about whether or not he would be prepared to prosecute protesters who are attempting to intimidate Supreme Court justices outside their homes.

But at an event on Friday at the National Mall for the National Law Enforcement Officers Memorial Fund, when Garland was asked about enforcing this law, he simply responded “Sorry. I’m here for the memorial.

Impeachment is small beer.

A constitutional crisis will precede this.

“the OTHER 15 million of us…”

Once were the deplorables

Dot says:
May 17, 2022 at 10:32 pm

What’s in it for workers? 11 million private sector workers pay the way for themselves and the 15 million of us.

If you discount employees at statutory authorities and quasi government organisations such as power generation, hospitals, tunnel engineering and construction etc. then you’re left with about 7.5 million true private sector employees to shoulder the load of 18 million leaners.

It astounds me how capitalism is so efficient at wealth generation that it can fund such inestimable waste and profligacy.

May be coming to an end, though. Retirements of many prime aged private workers are through the roof. Spend 20% of the super on a house reno, and then settle back for a life of quiet reflection and onanism.

Who will shoulder the load then?

We are in a low-beamed cottage in the middle of the Fens and I am in near paroxisms of delight about it, as I munch on the Lindt chocs left in a big pak for us as a present, including a fine bottle of merlot for tonight. I am so thrilled with this accommodation that I have already had a celebratory arvo tipple finishing off Hairy’s duty-free whisky (not much left for me, I see). When I first thought months ago, long before church-saving appeared on the horizon, of going to the UK, it was because I wanted to relive my childhood wandering aged eleven in some getting-rarer buttercup and cowslip water meadows by meandering in them one last time, just in case my twig was foreshortening (see birds, lfe’s twig, falling off, in my comment earlier today).

Grantchester was a good intro, but this is now ‘it’.

This weatherboard cottage is down a long driveway from the road. Perfectly renovated inside, and tasefully under not over done, it overlooks to the rear some plowed fen farmland in the near distance, but before that there is about half an acre of meadowland, some of which is unmown, and it is full of spring meadow flowers. A back door from a tiny conservatory opens onto it and I have just been wandering there in transports of memory. There are bee hives under some apple trees at the side, and two ornate benches on which to sit outside and admire the neatly sown agricultural prospect of new green sproutings.

We arrived and started to play house, doing goldilocks on the double beds in each of the two bedrooms upstairs, chosing the one that doesn’t creak, noting the crispness of the white linen. In the kitchen I stutter with recognition over some field flowers and a couple of garden peonies stuck into a jam jar, looking simply perfect. There is a dining room with a bronze candelabra with candles, some blue and white wallpaper inflecting Scandinavian design, two bulbous turquoise lamps, an oval dining table and six polished high backed chairs. There is even a fainting couch! Old pickling jars along the window ledge overlooking the fen vista contain t-light candles too. The beamed sitting room, with an open fire (not needed tonight because the day has had British weather at its best, sunny and warm and scented with flowers) is comfortably provisioned with sofas and cushions and casement windows out to the front cottage garden.

Other flowers proliferate a wild profusion in the front garden, which contains a small orchard under which is a table and chairs and some easy chairs for lazy times. We had our lunch out there today, under gnarled old pear trees just starting to set their fruit, and a mulberry growing haywire just as ours does at home. Calli, I wish you could tell me what the multitude of flowers are that grow in this cottage garden. There are some with spindly mauve caps with spokes surrounding the caps and small hooked spokes underneath, that plant having flat scalloped leaves, there are some on agapanthus-like stems which end in a purple puff ball of condensed flowers, adding to the numerous other blue, violet and purple small stemmed flowers like some sort of expanded forget-me-not memento, there are velvety russet wallflowers and hidden red roses, and a very glamorous belle of a flower with huge pink cups like tissue-paper, the whole plant falling over a pathway, its giant upright cups so fragile and gently bowing down to zephyrs in this northern spring. This garden is surrounded by a tall cyprus hedge and the rear meadow is lined on the right hand side by six very ancient 50ft tall poplars.

The three bears didn’t have as good as this little Beare did today. Just sayin’….

Again, in two comments, still hoist on my own proof-reading petard.

Apologies. Luckily readership is low this late at nite.

I wonder if Bons is still here in the UK. Or anyone else from the Cat?

John Spooner.

Warren Brown.

David Rowe.

Patrick Blower.

Michael Ramirez.

Matt Margolis.

Chip Bok.

The ABC reckons I agree with 17% of the Greens politics.

Hohohoho. Utter bullshit.
The Greens are an antihuman Far Right Party, it just takes a little brains to work that out.

“The WHO should have those powers and authorities.”
Thick as a brick this fella.

Scumo’s reasoning for surrendering our sovereignty will be as banal as Scumo wanting $ without responsibility.

Sorry. Not beautiful.

It’s eye of the beholder stuff, so there’s no reason for the wankers to go off their heads over someone calling a hideous wildebeest a hideous wildebeest.

Some of the most horrific specimens I have ever seen were wearing wedding rings. Someone, somewhere reckons they’re at or marginally under 100% and married them, so leave the bloke alone.

Everybody wants to ruble the world.

It’s curious that some characters in the thick of January 6 and other events are getting different treatment to many who were merely there. Not just Ray Epps, there is another notable one who goes by the name Tim Gionet aka Baked Alaska. The full story is amazing.
Gateway Pundit.

It’s working here too, BoN.
The pollies are driving the bus directly into Blackout Land.

The geniuses running AFL reckon they’re on top of their game with this (the Hun):

AFL umpires have received fresh hope their longstanding wish for the centre bounce to be scrapped could finally be granted by the AFL Commission.

The Herald Sun understands a landmark exemption was granted for VFL umpire Jordyn Pearson not to bounce the ball when she made her state-league debut last week.

The AFL-funded report into female umpiring highlighted how young girls were being poorly coached on how to execute the skill.

Umpires who struggle to bounce the ball — which includes some of the AFL’s best decision makers — have had their careers stalled because it is a key requirement for selection.

And this:

AFL umpires are desperate to scale back the bounce to the start of every quarter – instead of after every goal – or ban it completely.

And they’re okay with this (news.com):

The AFL’s controversial umpire dissent rule has once again come under scrutiny following a couple of “ridiculous” decisions during Friday evening’s clash between the Western Bulldogs and Collingwood at Marvel Stadium.

But can’t work out why this is happening (the Hun):

The AFL is poised to launch an initiative aimed at getting families back to the footy as statistics show crowd levels are at their lowest average in 27 years.

Because, after 130 years and despite having the best-maintained grounds in history, it’s now too difficult to bounce a football. You can’t move your arms after the umpire blows the whistle. You can’t move laterally off the mark. You can’t make contact with another player, let alone shirtfront them. Every second score is reviewed, removing what little momentum there was in the game.

You can’t call umpires ‘bald-headed flogs’. There’s a round dedicated to every woke cause imaginable, so much so they’ll need to double-book them shortly. Said causes are rammed down viewers’ and spectators’ throats all the week before, and on match day.

In two years’ time the match will consist of players walking onto the ground and standing there while being applauded by friends and relatives who received gifted tickets, and then walking off again.

And they wonder why nobody’s interested any more.

barbaric conditions for slaves heading to the New World, as if to imply slaving was solely an American

most slaves heading to the New World ended up in Brazil, which was a Portugese colony.