Wednesday, October 11, 2017

In which Moorice brings on the Nazis ...


The pond just had to lead off with this Rowe - more leading Rowe here - because the great news is that the goats have been saved, the goats have come in from the wilderness, the goats are here ...


There are some days when the pond just falls about with excitement, slavering and slobbering at the lips. There are days when the reptiles still know how to deliver ... just look at that line up ...

Sure Dame Janet seems to have stayed on Planet Janet, but this is no second eleven ... this is a day for excellent adventures ...

In fact there are some days when the reptiles are so super-excellent that the pond flails about as it tries to keep up ...

Look, over there ...


Expert whining, as any pond devotee would acknowledge. There's nothing like a whingeing, whining, moaning, keening, wailing businessman to set the pond alight with excitement.

Could this shepherd be one of the biggest whingers in the world?

And what about yesterday's hopeful splash, with Craig "the lesser Ned" Kelly holding out hope for the return of the Messiah?


But as always, whenever Moorice calls, the pond springs to attention, clears the dance floor, listens to the man ...


Straight up, no mucking about, it's on with the Nazis!

By golly, never let it be said that Moorice has got the fear when it comes to Godwin's Law. He's an inspiration to the pond and to everyone else on the planet.

He knows how to set the tone, how to ensure everything that follows will be a sublime sitcom ...


Sheesh, if Larry David can do a musical about Salmon Rushdie and earn a fatwa, it's probably time for Moorice the Musical ...

Oh sure, the google splash softens the blow a little, but even there we get a hint, with talk of the "green shoots of authoritarianism" ...


All the pond has to do is lie back and let the gentle verbal caresses of Moorice do it ... rage on, dear sweet prince of outrage ...


Who said the senile old goat had lost the plot?

Just look at that line about "coercing business for political ends." 

Why in his day Moorice never needed to be coerced for political ends. He did it freely and willingly and with a generous sprinkling of Nazis in the diet!

Go on Moorice, show the peasants how it's done, invoke the Nazis, and remember in the musical, we must have a number about it being spring time for Adolf ...


"It may be melodramatic to draw parallels between 1930s Germany and contemporary Australia"??

Oh no, surely not, surely not, but since Godwin's Law is shattered and irretrievably broken, thanks to the immortal Moorice, and as the onion muncher has been mentioned in passing, can the pond just go on to note the Nazification of the Oz as a climate denialist propaganda sheet?

There the pond has said it, but only because it's thanks to the sublime inspiration of the singing, chanting Moorice ...

Besides, the neo-Nazis themselves have made a direct connection between their campaign, Moorice and the mad onion-munching monk ...


Hmm, Adam seems to have given up for a moment his routine business of ruining The Drum, and so managed to score a top of the front page tree killer story ...


The reptiles were so excited by the coup it featured as the reason to buy into the digital edition ...


The reptiles are on a roll, with the very best climate denialists in the business ...

Oh sure there might be some mockery ...


And the wretched Fairfaxians might keen and moan and wail about the way they were denied the inside running at a do without any noise or shouting ...


The wimps have gone silent? The cowards have slunk into the cone of silence?

Well the pond must reprimand Tanya Plibersek, even though we once brushed shoulders at Harris Farm Markets in Broadway and so can be said to have a passing acquaintance.

It is simply wrong to say that the onion muncher and the reptiles who eagerly channel his speechifying and print calls urging the return of the Messiah have "entered the realm of the loopy."

They have "entered the realm of the loony", and that's why the onion muncher is unlikely to be shifted anytime soon from his position as supreme loon in the pond banner.

As for the cone of silence?

Then let the cartoonists speak and celebrate the twin joys of the onion muncher and the madness of his manly friend Moorice ... with more joyous Pope here ...


Sheesh, the pond would die a little each day without Rowe and Pope, and then the buggers kill the pond with wild demonic goat and searing eye-driven volcanic laughter ...


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