2005 Archives You'll see in the archives section above that 2005 is missing. That's some glitch that will hopefully rectify itself eventually. But in the meantime if you want to find my posts from this period they are below:
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Really, when are these silly chicks gonna realise that there are more important things in life than getting upset over some old bloke's hand on a young babe's thigh - particularly when this minor incident happened decades ago! (If it did actually happen, that is.)
Hey bimbos: the record is stuck, stuck, stuck. (And aren't we all supposed to have ditched the vinyl for CDs, DVDs and zip disks now anyway?)
Gawd, the pettiness of these pinheads - it's friggin' surreal. Have a look this article, by Nanny-Annie Summers - who's about 20 summers behind the times.
Full of the same old passive, pathetic, bio-phobic whining. And she calls Camille Paglia "toxic". Hey, lay off, Nanny-Annie! The chick's a legend.
If only there were more Paglias and a lot less Summers around the place. What a wonderful world it would be then.
Here's a story about a "laughter guru" who's come to Oz to help cheer us all up.
But he might be shocked to learn that we are already masters of the art he's been teaching.
In the interview Dr Kataria says soon after he started his laughter clubs he encountered a problem: he ran out of gags, and there were too many smutty jokes being told.
This threatened to put an end to the laughter club but Dr Kataria refused to give up, telling his followers they should just stare at each other and laugh for no reason.
What amazing synchronicity! This is the same mysterious technique employed by so many of Australia's best known comedians, used to great effect on shows like The Panel and The Glass House.
More from the guru:
"I'm teaching people you don't have to have a sense of humour to laugh ... you just laugh, even for no reason at all, for the health of it or for the heck of it," he said.
And in Australia you don't have to have a sense of humour to become a successful comedian either. Just suck up to the powers that be, go to all the right parties, drop all the right eccies, suck all the right bongs, say you hate John Howard with a passion, shove your mug in front of the camera, pull a few silly faces occasionally and voila! - you're a star!
Next time a big fat blowie parks his arse on your picnic sangers, don't swat the bastard. Be very, very nice to him, because one day you might need his children to nurse you back to health!
"WTF?" you say?
Well, have a look here and here and you'll see what I mean.
So, when you see your next horror movie and the corpse is revealed with his eye sockets chockas with squirming, purulent pre-flies, remember: don't be scared. They aren't eating him, they're just trying to help!
Hysteria erupts amongst packs of [url=http://www.greenpeace.org/int...]wild-eyed bilby-fondlers[/url] over a (supposedly) suppressed report reputedly by (but in reality for) the Pentagon predicting catastrophic consequences from global climate change in the near future (story and link via Tim Blair).
What's fascinating is the excitable reaction of the fluffs. They're forever banging on about how those evil neo-con empire-builders are all pathological liars, so why are they so willing to endorse what they say now?
The fact that it jibes with their view shouldn't be a factor if they're being rational and thoughtful, now should it?
You would think that if greenies' commitment to their cause was driven at least in part by skepticism they would say, "What are these Machiavellian monsters trying to pull on us now? Stay clear of this one, comrade-dudes. Let's only cite research from our own trusted sources."
But they don't. They seem way too eager to give the report credence, proving that they're more compelled by emotion rather than intellect.
Put another way: If they are so willing to endorse the scientific opinion of those alligned to the Pentagon in this case, then why don't they endorse what they say (or at least listen to them) when war-mongering capitalists don't agree with them.
Basically, I'm just sating the obvious: that greenism is a fanatical ideology (in some cases a bloody religion) and not a rational set of beliefs formed primarily on the basis of empirical evidence and detached analysis.
The rational person knows that the jury is still out on climate change. He also knows that even if we are seriously affecting the climate it might not necessarily always be for the worse. He also knows that climate has gone through massive, cataclysmic changes long before we were ever on the scene, and that it will do so again, long after we have left it. So he doesn't get too upset about the whole deal.
Greenies, on the other hand, are just too damned eager to push their apocalyptic predictions because it makes them feel really important, and they can also use them to boss people around.
I've got to say that all this talk about the Bloke Crisis is pretty funny. Not that there's not a problem out there - it's just the source of it all that's ironic.
I mean, much of the problem was created by all those twisted sisters and their social engineering projects: the destruction of marriage; discrimination against men in the workplace; the demonisation of men everywhere - particularly in the teaching professions, where they're all seen as potential pedophiles and so can't offer the mentoring that is clearly so needed.
And what side of politics did all that come from?
Now, what side of politics does the loudest lament about the problem come from? The same side: the left side, the side of hate and tribalism and fear and paranoia.
Pretty bloody funny.
Labor: It has as many misogynists as it has misandrists. That cracks me up!
It's like in the gay community. You've got gay men (many of whom hate women) and dykes (many of whom hate men) and they form this weird coalition. Why? Because they hate breeders even more! Talk about strange, er, bedfellows.
As I've mentioned before, I often post to this blog in the State Library. The lack of civility of many of the other patrons amazes me. Right now, for instance, the bloke next to me is playing some silly virtual shoot-'em-up, while his mate watches over his shoulder. They giggle and gasp as the figures bounce up and down on the screen.
Really, what a thing to do. I mean, they're using a library PC to play silly computer games!
It's annoying and crass. And their constant noise makes it very hard for me to enjoy the porn I'm downloading.
Professor Bunyip has posted an eloquent summation of the tragic inertia regarding the Redfern crime problem and the politically correct racism that perpetuates it.
Just checked my e-mail, and saw that Yahoo has a similar poll up. The question: "Do you think Police pursued TJ Hickey prior to the accident that resulted in his death?"
Similar attitude, with a similar message: Whatever you do, never hold black people to the same standard you expect from whites and ask that they be responsible for their actions.
Just think, if you do, the unthinkable might occur: Social workers will lose their jobs!
There's a poll currently up on the Ninemsn website related to the riot in Redfern. The question itself is more revealing than the results will be, I reckon.
The question: "Do you think the police force generally act responsibly?"
Er, excuse me?
A pack of drunken Aborigines go spacko with bricks, bottles and Molotov cocktails, injuring dozens of cops and torching a train station and it's the police force's actions that are under question.
Can you believe it?
A more useful question would be: "Do you think Aborigines generally act responsibly?"
Obvious answer: "No."
Next question: "And why do you think that is?"
Obvious answer: "Because of decades of politically correct racism perpetuated by sanctimonious, hand-wringing whiteys determined to exclude them - apartheid style - from the wider world."
Next question: "How do we solve the problem and improve the lives of Aborigines?"
Obvious answer: "Let's get rid of these loathsome racists and replace them with people who treat Aborigines as equals, not inferiors. That is, demand that there be one standard, and one standard for all."
Chance of that happening? Not very high. Things are so arse-about these days that it's this very sensible solution that's considered "racist".
Not just kooky and wrong-headed. Flat-out sinister as well.
Evil Pundit looks at an award winning photograph and says it rates highly on the WTF? scale.
My reaction is a little different. It's more HTF? than WTF?. ("HTF?" is a similar, less often used acronym in which the "H" stands for "HOW" - as in HOW THE FUCK did a press photographer manage to sneak into my home, take a photo of me, then sneak out without me or any of my guests noticing?)
Fluffy wuffies are forever denying accusations of mainstream media bias, then adding in the next breath, "Only conservatives would say so!"
Er, exactly.
Here's another example. If these big outfits were actually committed to uncovering the truth instead of propagating their cant-sodden PC agenda, they'd be after this one like a rat up a drain.
Evil Pundit reports that Bob Brown may have some competition for his position from some fruit-loop who crashed Parliament claiming to be Jesus Christ.
An interesting idea. The loon clearly has everything it takes to be a ferndamentalist visionary. He's both psychotic and a cretin, after all. But I doubt he'll get the numbers.
Problem is the Christian connection. JC is is just so uncool amongst the bilby-hugging elite.
But if he'd claimed to be Allah. Well, that would be a different story...
I'm not heavily into leaving comments in boxes on other people's blogs, but I do have a perve at them occasionally. One name I've seen quite often in various boxes is "Niall", usually at the bottom of some fairly primitive, witless observation. Turns out this guy's name is Niall Cook and he is, of course, a lefty.
Recently Tim Blair wrote that he'd been banned by Niall, due to commentary about his racist sledging of some Vietnamese driver. Curious, I went to the blog and found out that no-one could get in without a password.
I saw other comments not so long ago, and tried finding his blog again. He seems to have relented somewhat, or maybe he's got a new or different address, since now his writing is accessible. You can see it here.
Amazingly, it includes the following stipulation:
A brief note about comments. This is my blog and it operates under my rules. I will not tolerate continued personal insults, and will delete same without a qualm. Referrers who encourage such activities will be banned as will the commenters themselves, as some already are. If you wish to slag me off, go right ahead, but use your own blog space. No warnings. No lenience.
Incredible. This guy surfs the net, using other blogger's boxes to slag people off, and promote himself. Yet he will not tolerate any of it on his own blog.
His pompous, self-righteous attitude is reminscent of that of the roaming packs of bong-suckling bolshie barbarians who try to inhibit the legal assembly of those who disagree with them by hurling abuse, condoms full of piss, and sometimes their own poo. Their purported reason: to promote "diversity of opinion", "democracy", etc. To them, freedom of speech is the right to shout other people down.
Could you possibly imagine more idiotic, hypocritical behaviour? Niall and his fellow travellers make satire redundant.
Great post over at Tim Blair's about pulling one's head out of one's arse and embracing conservatism. (Heaps of interesting comments also.)
Re my conversion: I was a dutiful, SNAG-gy sap for quite a while until perhaps my late twenties. I'd been doing comedy and getting some acting work down in Melbourne and I noticed this real trend: that all the more successful comics and actors had the same lefty political views. No one even dared to express anything else.
I started to realise that the women of Artsville, too, weren't quite as "empowered", "feisty", and "sassy" as their feminist proclamations would lead one to expect. They were all in these tragically inert, loveless or downright abusive relationships.
Most performers I knew were stoned much of the time - usually on dope, but quite a few were "on the horse", as they called it.
I started rebelling against this and doing material that was comparatively "right-wing". I also did a lot of reading, particularly about (victim) feminism. I came to realise what a tragically deluded philosophy it is. And I saw how it manifested (sorry, womanifested) in the relationships around me. I could understand why these chicks always ended up with arseholes: their victim-centric anti-male philosophy allowed no other alternative.
Having learned to look at things a little more critically, I applied more scepticism to greenism, moral relativism, and the ideological subtext running through the media (among other things).
I realised there was a common thread running through it all: the idea that whatever you do, it's not your fault. It's always society that's to blame.
(Actually I think that's as good a definition of leftism as any: It's a cognitive responsibility avoidance device. If anything bad happens in the world it's always - always - the fault of those evil Americans, or capitalists, or men - er, except blacks and gays, of course, since they, like women, are all oppressed. Lefties simply will not - and cannot - take responsibility for what they do. You'll have better luck trying to make a sea cucumber play the friggin' glockenspiel!)
Having twigged to this sad reality, I saw how petulant and infantile most of the "adults" I knew actually were. Like spoiled children, they believed they could get whatever they wanted by chucking a tanty. They were convinced that if they did this long enough the world would eventually become a happy shiny pwace full of da dancing bilbies!
Then along came September 11, then Bali. If anything was going to make them pull their heads out of their arses, these events would. But nup. They just pushed 'em up still further!
I realised that these poor people were just stuck there forever. It's impossible to change them. All you can do is navigate around them (which in many professions is bloody hard indeed!).
So, it's great to have blogging as a release. Keeps me sane (sort of).
Imre Salusinszky has a similar low opinion of CityRail. I do think he's being a little harsh on the staff members, though. They are powerless to alter what union heavies and administrators decide, after all.
And most of the ticket vendors, etc, are polite, and helpful. I get the sense that they are fed-up, or at least quite embarrassed about the ongoing disruptions to service.
Since all this transport chaos started in earnest, I always suspected that there was some sort of union involvement in it.
Turns out I was right (well, partially). There's this bunch of renegade drivers who have formed a bloc and insist on refusing to do overtime. Arseholes.
It's also interesting to note how the problem has been - and will continue to be - exacerbated by the amazing length of the training period.
Again, surely a union is involved in that one. (It's always the union way to prolong, to delay; drag it out, drag it out - then make a slight concession to make its position seem reasonable.)
Now, as the story states, the union is threatening action because the staff are copping abuse.
Great article by the always thoughtful and interesting Paul Sheehan.
In it, he describes "omission syndrome", that tendency in the media to insist on distilling issues down to a couple of simple "if-then" elements, and ignoring anything that gets in the way of that line of argument:
The invasion of Iraq has provided a paradise for omission syndrome, and the latest fabrication is that there were no weapons of mass destruction in Iraq at the time of the invasion, thus the entire premise for the invasion was wrong, was almost certainly known to be wrong before the war began, and politicians have lied to us.
I went down to Darling Harbour today and had a squizz at the dragonboat racing (part of the Chinese New Year celebrations). Not surprisingly there were heaps of Chinese people there.
Something that I always notice about the Chinese in particular (and Asian people in general) is the amazing beauty and grace of their women. I may have said this before, but I have never seen a truly ugly Chinese woman in my entire life!
(Well, I did once. But on closer inspection she turned out to be a tranny. I'm not kidding.)
Finished watching [i]Red Dragon[/i] - the prequel to [i]Silence of the Lambs[/i] - on video today. It's not bad, although it's kind of weird watching actors a decade older than when they appeared in that first fillum try to fob themselves off as a several years younger than they were back then (if you get my drift).
The thing that always amuses me about serial killers in fillums is that they're always depicted as being fiendishly clever, diabolical. But really, many are just dribbling morons.
I think perhaps this filmic convention is why so few get caught early into their, er, careers. That is, the cops -having been brought up on the likes of [i]Lambs[/i], [i]Red Dragon[/i], etc - all assume that they are dealing with an absolute genius.
I imagine a scene in which the cops spring the drooling nutbar just after committing his latest crime. He's shagging the flayed corpse even as they arrive but they look away and say, "No, that's too obvious. He's not the culprit: just a poor deranged soul who chanced upon the victim. He doesn't need incarceration, just therapy - and a little love and understanding, of course."
They wander through the scrub, looking for clues, muttering, "He must have left some cryptic sign. Something to taunt us with..."
Meanwhile cadaver-boy neatly disposes of the cops driving him back to the mental hospital. The detectives find the beheaded corpses in the burned out car later on.
"No, it couldn't have been him," they say. "Too obvious."
Dropped into an e-mail lounge in King's Cross on the way back from work. It's a stinking hot night, and the Cross seems even more bizarre than usual. There are all these blokes right out the front of this joint all hawking for business for the strip joints, accosting people walking by.
It's something to see: they're real apes these guys. Like Chopper Read without the, er, [i]style[/i].
They keep yelling, "Eh boyz! Wanna see a show? Eh boyz! [i]Eh boyz![/i]"
It really doesn't seem to work. I think they actually scare people away!
Strange.
So why are they doing it? Maybe just because they love it, and their employees are just too shit-scared to fire them.
To have a break from their spruiking efforts they take turns describing how they thumped this or that bloke, laughing all the time; or good-naturedly threatening to beat each other up.
Alan Ramsey is so bloody lazy. His columns often include large chunks of other people's writing. Take today's, er, effort. I'd say about a third of it was written by other people.
I'm in the State Library on Macquarie Street, typing these words. They have a great array of computers that you can use for an hour at a time. Of course, when you go to the computer you've booked, you often have to ask people to leave. What amazes me is how rude so many of these people - who haven't booked, or are hogging the PC after their time's up - actually are.
They're usually blokes, who play computer chess, or casino games, or whatever, and they'll just sit there for a couple of minutes, determined to finish what they're doing.
There'll be some sweet Chinese student or an old person standing there politely waiting, and they just ignore them. It's so bloody rude. It really pisses me off. Just got a little snippy with the bloke next to me about it, actually.
They don't give a tinker's, these people. And you see a lot of this nowadays. When I was a young 'un, it wasn't like this!
It's like on the trains (if they're actually running that is). You frequently see people with their feet on the seats. And it's not just young surly blokes. This behavious cuts across all demographics.
Lots of people complain about a widespread break down in basic civility. I'd have to concur.
I blame the lefties. It's them, after all, who are forever banging on about manners and elitism just being techniques to ostracise the working classes, or ethnic minorities, or whatever.
Bullshit, I say. We need these basic civil rituals to keep the whole thing working. The widespread loss of them is more evidence of their pernicious, destructive influence.
If I had my way, there'd be a massive slaughter of lefties - particularly in the institutions. But I doubt there's the political will for it. I'll have to satisfy myself with my own individual serial killing efforts - at least for the time being.
The Sydney train system is amazingly inconsistent. Just about every train is five minutes late at best. Quite a few are cancelled. Today, there's been a gas leak in Town Hall station, so no City Circle trains at rush hour. Thousands and thousands of people clogging the buses and cabs, or walking home.
Another reason they should have a Liberal Government here in NSW. Then the trains would run on time.
Interesting article about the selectiveness diplayed by purported proponents of freedom of speech.
It refers to the refusal by Crikey editor Stephen Mayne to run an ad by the pro-rooting outfit The Eros Foundation.
Makes some good points. But I'd say that absolutely no one is immune to some form of "prudishness", even if it's anti-prude prudishness, if you get my drift.
I used to go spacko at any attempt by Bible thumpers to censor anything, but having converted to (atheistic) conservatism - or, more accurately, come out of the closet as one - I realise that the really overt censorship is practised much more often by the left than the right. So, while I still don't like Christians wagging their fingers at people and telling them what they can and cannot say, I'm a lot less bolshie about it than before. So I practise a mild form of selectivity in this regard.