Cat Call for Election 22…

Predicted result out of 151 seats up for grabs. (76 to win)

Coalition to win:

Tom 86
Eyrie 81
Knuckle Dragger 80
Top Ender 79 (ineligible for prize)
Lizzie 78
Calli 77
Rosie LNP by one; nothing for teals, 1 green 2 independents.
Roger LNP to win 73 seats (ALP 72) & form government with support of independents
Fair Shake Scomo as a minority government…after two weeks of recounts. He takes it by 2
Chrisl Put me down for 3. ?????

Delta A Hung parliament – 74 seats each – with Greens and One nation voting each way. Rebekha Sharkie (Centre Alliance) going with LNP.

2dogs Hung parliament with about 65 each for the majors

Labor to win:

Sancho Labor – 76; LNP – 73; Greens – 1; Teal – 1; UAP – 0

Top Ender, please amend my forecast to 80 LNP, 70 the rest (Liars-Filth). Simon’s leg-openers: ZERO.

They’re going to fill it up with illegal refugees from crisis ravaged nations that haven’t got a clue what a democracy is. Or even a regular job.

Functional acquaintance with the concept of indoor facilities would be nice.

Just looking at Brisbane, the ALP ran gays against Trevor Evans in ’16 and ’19, this time The Greens are running a gay.
If The Greens can run second, they might be a good chance of beating Evans due to the preference discipline of Labor voters.

Dr Dalrymple at Taki’s site:

One of the reasons we could not guarantee this is that a condition of attaining power in modern democracies (other than insensate ambition and inner emptiness) is that those who seek power must promise six impossible things before breakfast to their credulous electorates. They must promise to square the circle, to part the Red Sea, to turn back the waves, to reconcile the irreconcilable. Afterward, they are trapped by their own rhetoric. When the circle refuses to be squared, the person who promised it becomes a figure of hate, ridicule, or contempt. It goes without saying that no electorate ever blames itself, any more than any fly blames itself for being a nuisance.

Seems topical.

Fair Shake:

Did Cassie make it to Birdsville?

We’re not sure.
There was mention of a Dirty Underwear Mortar – then silence.
Ominous.

Recently sent a photo of a newspaper clipping to a mate about the early settlers (one bearing his family name). It basically said that this bloke came here from Germany as a shepherd for Goonoo Goonoo Station in the 1850’s.

No dingos in this area, and foxes were released in the Melbourne area in 1855. I ponder from what he was shepherding the sheep? Can’t think of too many predators (other than humans and possibly hawks/eagles perhaps).

It’s not as if there were filthy giraffes roaming the countryside, killing everything that crossed their path.

Sancho Panzer:

Classic bait and switch.
Harvesting LNP voters then pulling an Oakeshott/Windsor next week due to some “horrifying revelation” next Monday.

Yes – we’ve seen this movie too.

Yes – we’ve seen this movie too.

Does it also come with an agonising 17 minute self justification?

TE, put me in for a hung Parliament with one teal holding the balance of power.

Australia, you deserve it.

Just got a text saying “Australia transferring all AU hospital & health to World Health Org immediately. Stop them. Vote 1 United Australia Party”

Went to vote in my electorate of Reid where there is an invisible, risible MP, not one vote for the majors in the Senate and PML for me and my friend. He voted absentee and voted for Pauline and put the majors last, I voted for UAP and put the majors last

If corflutes were votes the scrub-faced one would be a shoe-in — all the AEC workers were lovely, my friend is a very disabled man and loves Pauline, I was his support worker for the day; we were both ushered in he to the absentee table, I was told I had to get back in the queue but the nice lady from AEC surreptitiously brought me my ballot and senate tablecloth so my friend and voted side by side to do our bit to save the nation.

I got that text, too, TE. It’s hysterical nonsense — WHO taking over Australia won’t happen ’til next year whoever’s in charge.

Amanda Stoker on Bernardi bemoaning the fragmentation of the right.

Well Amanda, you reap what you sow.

. How’s that Senate censuring of a private citizen working out for you Amanda?

I haven’t received that text from Clive. Yet.

Raj, the local Indian social media maestro UAP candidate spoken of the other day had better get his skates on.

Just another political trollop — an unprincipled hack who’ll bend over for the party.

. And where did it get her? Obviously did bend over far enough- she was dropped down the ticket in favour of an ugly unprincipled hack, who bent just that bit deeper.

let there be NO foul fowl of Fowler

Not one of the Teals wants to win. Stuck in Canberra for three years. Not bloody likely.

It’s his birthday today he’s nearly 40 so what can I say other than he attended university.

That’s damning enough.

That’s damning enough.

My hardworking illiterate papa and his nonno used to say that some people exited university knowing less than they went in — I think he was onto something there.

My apologies if this has already been posted:

Sky News Australia
2.48M subscribers
Jim’s Mowing founder Jim Penman is taking a legal battle to the Supreme Court to get access to the health advice the Victorian government used to enforce the world’s longest COVID lockdown.

It comes after Victoria’s Civil and Administrative Tribunal knocked back a request to see the documents behind the decision.

“It’s a fight for the future because if the government can get away with this kind of outrageous actions once, they’ll do it again,” Mr Penman told Sky News host Chris Kenny.

“This won’t be the last lockdown, this won’t be the last epidemic we suffer but it’s important that governments are held to the rule of law which they’re not.

“This is an absolutely outrageous decision, the government’s own law says that they will not take away our livelihood without good reason, so what’s your reason? They can’t tell us. They will not tell us.

“So, the reality is they had no reason at all. The Premier was in breach of his own law and the only way you can explain this ridiculous finding is that the Tribunal is simply – they’re minions of the state government, they do whatever the government tells them.”

‘Breach of his own law’: Jim’s Mowing founder takes lockdown legal battle to Supreme Court

Good on you Jim, these people have to be held to account for the damage they have done.

When are the testing centres for the Monkey virus opening up? I want to be first in the queue and line me up for at least quarterly jabs.

And if Musk buys Twitter, I’m fine with Parliament being run by Twitter.

I’m hoping he manages to sink it somehow without having to buy it.

Foreign Minister Marise Payne proposed doubling Australia’s Pacific aid months before the Solomon Islands-China security pact but the Cabinet’s National Security Committee rejected the proposal.
Ms Payne presented the bolstered Pacific Step-up strategy to Cabinet in November last year during the mid-year budget process on the premise that Australia needed to improve its support for nations in the Pacific to minimise Beijing’s influence in the region, according to The Australian.

Who the hell is in this National Security Committee and how much is the CCP paying them?

OTOH, this could be a sneaky move by ONA/BigDigger. If this pact allows Chinese weapons and defensive units out of China and into an environment where they are less secure, prying eyes might learn a thing or two about them.

Leave the OT free of debauchery.

LOL, since when?

Howard’s last day in Parliament.

The Radio Show – “Seventies Rock 1969 – 1978”

We’ll post as though nothing could fall (Nothing could fall)
And the shame was on the other site.

Eyrie says:
May 20, 2022 at 7:52 pm
I am basing my Coalition by 5 seats on the way the ASX has gone up this last week. Apart from Thursday’s hiccup but we didn’t get hit nearly as badly as the US which is somewhat unusual. So I think the smart money knows something.
This happened in 2019 when everyone thought the Liars were a shoo in.

Shhh… If you go back 6 months and look at the bagging given to Morrison and the LNP in this blog you will be disappointing at least 50% of the posters here.

Their focus, drive and compulsion is for a Labor victory, but they have disguised that, by encouraging others to vote for anyone except the LNP or casting their vote for some obscure nobody who has as much chance of forming government as a blancmange…

Colonel Crispin Berka says:
May 20, 2022 at 10:33 pm

Regarding my dIsInFoRmAtIoN that “the fix is in”, I quote the last step in AEC’s description of the phone voting process now available to covidiots:

An AEC voting assistant will record your vote onto hard copy ballot papers. The voting assistant will then place the ballot papers into an envelope and the envelope will be placed into a secure ballot box and then included in the count.

You be the judge.

Without full scrutineering of every telephone vote and every postal vote from the time it’s placed in the postbox, this election is wide open for tampering.

All the postal votes are being collected by Computershare, with nary a scrutineer in sight.

It might be convenient, but it’s not secure.

The Airing of Grievances.

I genuinely believe there should be a Feats of Strength component in selecting Prime Ministers, or at the very least some form of pushup benchmark.

I genuinely believe there should be a Feats of Strength component in selecting Prime Ministers, or at the very least some form of pushup benchmark.

I favour the sublime Parkinson’s idea of compulsory dying for their country at the end of their reign.

In the case of two blokes… tie them together by their weiners and the winner declared by tug-o-war

PMs need this treatment once they resign.
If they are booted then the same, but with the bees first.

Something tells me you don’t like the parasitic class.

I feel the same about this election as I do about the Russian/Ukraine brouhaha. It’s an absolute shame both sides can’t be thrown onto the electoral scrap heap by losing bigly. Boofhead v Useless.

That said, I will take the LNP limping to the line by one, in the TopEnder sweepstakes.

I pray for a Senate packed with sundry and various ratbag party chancers and grifters as opposed to Lib/Lab/Nat chancers and grifters. May they jointly and severally teach the idiots a lesson. Despite my gloomy observation that the current crop of politicians worldwide, with very few exceptions are ignorant to the point of being unteachable.

I’ve committed to putting the majors last. Not one of them is worthy of my $2.80 primary vote.

Yeah, no.

Cast a valid vote in the lower house and you are of the problem and not of the solution.

Depends. Your first preference is worth a few bucks to its recipient. If said recipient is particularly deserving, and the ultimate destination of your ballot paper not particularly consequential, why not help them out?

Also, there’s a teal running in my electorate. I’m going to put that fucker last, and in ink.

Annabel Crabb attempts humour again.

This kind of makes me want Morro to win. Crabb was so butthurt on election night 2019, making nasty comments about how Morro’s kids won’t have a father or some shit. Such delicious salt. I want more of it.

I might preference the Libs on the basis that doing so could result in an outcome that will piss off the likes of Annabel Crabb.

Yes, I am that petty.

An AEC voting assistant will record your vote onto hard copy ballot papers. The voting assistant will then place the ballot papers into an envelope and the envelope will be placed into a secure ballot box and then included in the count.

AEC Mule.

Mark Knight.

Peter Broelman.

Bob Moran.

Peter Brookes.

A.F. Branco.

Matt Margolis.

Gary Varvel.

Thanks, Tom. I liked them all. Except the Rowe, of course. But it’s useful to see how perverts think. If think is the right word.

Museums R Us right now, as we are visiting some with regard to my family’s history in the seventeenth century involved as French Adventurers in draining the Fens. Thorney and its abbey, founded in the C7th as a series of wattle and daub huts but built in stone in the 12th century and later, proved interesting. The museum opened specially for us, by prearrangement, and I took pleasure in finding one of my named lineal ancestors owned land in a subdivision there before he moved down to coast to Essex. A tale that he insisted on firing his lands before plowing them formed his legacy there, for he was chased away because to fire lands in a peat region was a big no no. You set the peat fields one fire. These fires can even today only be put out by digging a deep channel around the fire area and filling it with water.

The kind lady who opened up the museum for us suggested we eat lunch at a local cafe as she locked up and departed for her home. Thorney is a village, and the village seemed deserted. Who would the cafe serve, we wondered, and how old would their food be? We entered to find the place roaring with locals, like some Agatha Chrisie mystery all in together, the food home made and famous for its home-baked cakes. We ordered and I reached for my handbag for my phone, for my phone, for my phone, where the hell was my phone? You had it in the museum showing her those photos of the family name writ large in the Church of Our Lady in Bruges (clearly before they turned Protestant) says my dearly beloved. I thought that was your phone, I reply to Hairy, for he was the one who decided to show those photos. It was on the table in the second room, surely you picked it up? he accuses, he who took it unbenowst to me out of my handbag. Marital recriminations aside, what to do without my lifeline to home and many friends here?

I had a brainwave and asked the waitress if she had a phone number for this lady from the museum, as I had done all my contacting via email and I needed my phone soonest. I was desperatly hoping she didn’t live out of town and had just gone on holidays and closed the place down for two weeks. Of course we do, she soothed me, and told the proprietor, who provided the very best solution. The Chairman of the Board of the Museum was sitting at a table opposite us. I have a key, he announced. She used two on the door to lock up, I wail. I have both of them, he says, producing them like some conjurer, big traditional keys. They sent a boy down at the run, and he returned with my phone. What are the odds of that? Overflowing relief and thanks and the whole cafe now had a further tale about the fecklessness of the latest generation of this family, for the village grapevine knew exactly who I was and when I was coming.

Zulu, my best wishes to Mme Zulu, she is lucky to have you by her side.

Rabz, after years of trashing the 70s, you do seem to be having a bit of fun doing research. 🙂

I like 70s music, probably an accident of birth, but there are exceptions.

Queen were and are an abomination. 🙁

Bit of Mo McCackie about Warren Brown’s AEC?

Queen have been played to death. ABBA too. Never want to hear hotel California ever again either

Great euro disco from the 90s

Exhibit A – The Fresh Prince:

The F-f-f-Fresh P-p-p-Prince is who-who I am
So tell my mother that I never make a whack jam
But sometimes I get n-n-nervous and start to stutter
And I f-fumble every f- word, f-f word I utter
So I just try to ch-ch-ch-chi-ch-ch-ch-ch-chill
But it gets worse-a but worse-a but-but-but worse still
I need the c-c-c-crowd to k-k-kick into it

TE put me down for a landslide of 151 inexorable turds to be the most useless.

Driving music – made the fatal mistake of not bringing enough. A trip of this length needs its own suitcase full.

I will have a Doobies earworm for the rest of my life.

True, Bruce, they sometimes even play blanded out versions of songs from the 1960s. Since they do painstaking market research, we can only surmise that rap and hip hop and so on do not put people in the frame of mind (happy) that encourages them to buy.

Scrolling through TheirABC ‘news’ I have just come to a story in the hallowed tradition of impartiality, where the opening lines are:

Long searches, skyrocketing prices, and diminishing quality. Sydney has become a landlord’s market, and desperate renters are paying the price.

I will skim through the rest, but it’s predictable. It’s the fault of evil landlords (how sexist!) and the gummint should do stuff.

Having rented in Sydney for a couple of decades, let me remind the goldfish brains at TheirABC of the reality of renting in a large city anywhere in the world.

1. It’s never ‘fair.’
2. The market fluctuates all the time.
3. There are good landlords and bad landlords and sort of OK landlords.

In my half a dozen or so rentals, I only struck one really crummy landlord. Cats and Kittehs will be amazed to hear that she was a lesbian from Leichhardt. Among other things, when rising damp destroyed the contents of a built in wardrobe via mould (I’m talking suede and leather coats and jackets and boots as well as other stuff) she basically told me to f off, and doubled the rent. I opened the sliding door as winter came on, and everything was covered in mould. Destroyed, unfixable.

The process for getting compensation was long and complicated, so I just wrote it off to experience. Bitch.

My other clothing destruction experience was not the landlord’s fault. I was living in a tiny terrace house in East Sydney, and the alleged second bedroom was about the size of a large cupboard. I chucked all my winter clothes in a heap in there and forgot about them – pure wool, cashmere, that kind of thing.

As you have probably guessed, when I went back in autumn to start retrieving them, the Mothras had struck. I had to throw out the lot.

One thing renting is good for – revitalising your wardrobe. 🙂