All John Howard, All The Time, when you are scared
of the devouring ambition of the coalition's
undisputed leader of a stupid and nutless public,
the grovelling Prime Meanister the Hun John "NWO
ID Card" HogWartChoices MP "Who to follow next?"
plea, promoting Satan's child molesting
anus-suckling convention, Bennelong
Death-threatville, Sydney 21 April 100 BC

The reality is that my government's solution to
every problem is simple: launch another attack on
the people. That's about the only thing my
government is good at. So be warned that things
will always get worse, because the Howardland
state is taking away precious freedoms - freedoms
you will have a hard time getting back. I never
suggest governments should always reveal what they
do to stay in power. My regime has always offered
you choice in which "official story" to believe.
You must never forget that it is not for you to
know "state secrets". Some may ask how the
"terrorists" will create a "national emergency" so
that I can once again rule the masses as a Zionist
NWO stooge.

Who do you really trust to wickedly vilify the
homeless? And ask yourselves whether you can trust
my opponents to give you a radioactive future?

I am alarmed, indeed, when I see what damage I've
done to decent people. My great plan is beginning
to unravel. Deficient in insight, and by denial of
the facts, the thatcherite Howard regime's awful
and extremely catastrophic economic vision
failure, is not the result of random forces.
Clearly it is not by a toss of the dice that this
bold, visionary regime is in a position to
culpably misuse ten billion dollars of Oz taxpayer
money to carefully divert Australia's water system
for my mates, and it is not only random chance
that I got hold of 1.5 billion dollars to go
towards something that I forgot about, and that I
announced in the middle of one of my
self-congratulating drones.

To knowingly claim that Australia has no debt, as
I constantly do, is my disguised contempt and a
deliberate attempt to deceive you. If you care to
check, you will see that Australia's huge foreign
debt is still growing.

I suppose you can notice that when the nation's
soldiers need weapons to misuse in my putrid
middle-east carnage I assert that the GST has
given me all the money I need.

Experience the bleak horror of a life of working
for the dole, and be sickened by my frenzied
envenomed attacks upon my critics plus even more
polluted cities.

To save my political skin, I told filthy lies. So
as a consequence here I am, begging you to accept
my admission of guilt. My words were plain then.
And the awful truth is plain now. Here, let me
drone some devilish sophistries. Here is some more
highly devilish sophistries, and obscenely
dubious. ductile, language. I must remind you the
glory of embracing "economic reform", and how we
say we're not going to prevent unions bargaining
on behalf of workers, and I hope I did not forget
to tell you about how you are striving for even
greater success.

Increasing numbers of people say that I typify a
kind of pathetic goose, addicted to droning some
obscenely stupid downright nonsense, that somehow
has bypassed the development of any critical
thinking skills as I try to remember the last lie
I told while pretending to be developing a
political argument. And my extremely long-winded
drones make it obvious that I find it easy to
espouse a position I'm not prepared to take any
responsibility for.

Ladies and gentlemen, hear me disclose my
magnificent achievements. By remorselessly
applying NWO globalist reforms, my team has
followed policies which will, over a period of
time, bring down the foreign debt, unless they
don't. Club members, you may have noticed, that
weaklings are fond of suggesting that my reforms
encourage total idiocy. Well, I don't want to give
a running commentary on that, and I don't need to.
Let's get onto other things. The humanitarian
Howard regime has forgotten that the Tax Act has
grown from 3,000 to over 9,000 pages.

My dear corporate assets of this Great Southern
Bombing Range, it is always a great thrill to
briefly mention our glorious achievements. This
period of responsible Howard-government is why we
are enormously proud to see what we have changed.
By the grace of The Lord, I have without any
doubt, created a once-nice country that is
mutating into a crowded, demented dystopia. And
that is not all. My team has created the gift of
freedom from fear of the law, for the
international corporations, even though we had to
climb over huge obstacles erected by
intellectuals. You have wonderfully trusted my
secret plan. I praise the Struggle Street battlers
who supported me.

I have been very encouraged to see a strong and
very positive reaction to the Government's
historic ten billion dollar plan to respond to the
serious challenge of choosing which of our friends
should receive this exciting amount of ten billion
dollars of public money. So by tackling this
fiscal challenge, my Government has delivered a
twisted and devious scheme that will need a
mind-bending media campaign to make the public
swallow it. This bold, visionary scam would be
rejected, of course, unless all state powers are
stupidly ceded to myself, and I earnestly hope
that I can have the full cooperation of my sleazy
corporate colleagues.

I just recently convened a summit of prime
kleptocrats about reforming the balance in public
life and public policy, which has been balanced,
and a balanced hallmark of the achievement of the
balanced Howard Government, and to consider the
most balanced and profitable ideas about how to
find a way to balance economic collapse against
corporate profits in a balanced way, so that
balance is not replaced by an unbalance toward
justice.

If I want someone to trust me, I just say, at the
end of the day, Iraq continues to work on
developing nuclear weapons. Ladies and gentlemen
and my fellow australians, people have noticed
that bludging disabled pensioners often level the
charge that I encourage apathetic and indifferent
zombies, but it really is a cast-iron, rock-solid
promise this time, and that is why I repudiate the
suggestion that my government fits the description
of "a suckhole leading the shithole". And no, I
don't want to give a running commentary on what is
really meant by that. Here is a savage rebuke to
all of those pathetic bludging human resources out
there. You may disagree with the poor getting very
much poorer, but the media whores are backing me,
and you voted for me!

You may have already noticed that the gormless and
stupid way our culture performs, has now been
bombed-flat like Iraq as an example of
compassionate conservatism. An exultant master
race hails the strong new world order that grew
out of the ashes of the old order. The world
trembles before our might!

Before my gang of mongrels got conveniently helped
into power by globalists, anyone could see how we
were comatose and despite some fierce struggles,
even the best of us were completely bamboozled by
the fast-talking style of alien influences. Also,
the scum of the cesspit had turned workers into
solid members of the middle class, many landlords
had to do honest work for a change, bad people
were everywhere, and Australia was a Labor Party
cesspit of fornicating disabled pensioners.

The Liberal Party brought and end to that, and by
stealth, and with the help of The Lord, this
country has been turned around. Government debt is
down and your debt is up. The survival, the
prosperity, the security and the invincibility of
the state of Israel, is now behind secure,
defensible boundaries. But, we are happy if the
result is that the interests of the noble
patrician classes, always nervous about the lower
classes, are being fully met.

We shall just observe a moment's silence in
gratitude to God for all the valuable real estate
we could steal from indigenous folk to rent out to
suckers, letting us have institutions that empower
and protect us in every crime we commit, and the
vulgar, sickening, and untrue, Great Australian
Dream.

However, there are new threats. We are no longer
relaxed and comfortable. Weak socialistic
affordable housing has not been stopped from
prowling the streets at night.

I promise you that the creeping horror caused by
the prospect of New Zealand developing WMD in this
exciting "shared adventure" in reform, will not
lift any time soon. My people will fight tooth and
nail to maintain high land prices, and to prevent,
unless I don't, the intrusion of a draconian kind
and level into daily life by a National ID Card.

Beyond these awesome responsibilities, let us do
whatever it takes for that which is most
profitable in a hideous corporate dystopia. You
should know that it is entirely off our agenda to
listen to any suggestion that this land is now too
crowded.

My team of criminally insane friends is ready to
make the public face whatever comes. The next
challenge is a frontal assault on Australia's
lucrative urban water problem. The creative "Don't
Frown - Drink Brown" sewage-enriched water
promotion, has shown that with political
commitment and slow-minded media whores, our
regime can build projects of major financial
importance that the public pay for. Major flows of
public money will be piped to the coffers of
grateful merchant bankers. By the techniques of
"water management", we can fit more bodies in
urban areas, and that means higher residential
rents, and lower wages. You may have sometimes
noticed my enormous addiction to the need to
change everything.

With a bit of good luck, australians can look
forward to a new era of hard labour in a police
state. It is a truism that good national
management is about giving ordinary corporations
the freedom and opportunity to end their fears of
losing out on some unearned income. It's about
giving hard-working bankers peace of mind and
confidence to plan for a sumptuous parasitic
future. We also found an extremely clever new way
to calculate that many more of the disabled are
"working productively" and "accumulating wealth"
since my regime slithered into office. My critics
want you to believe that this is not genuine
prosperity. Tell that to the hard working media
barons.

Look at a few things I have delivered to the
nation. The most depressing regime ever imposed
upon Australia. An exciting "shared new adventure
in tax reform" - a Goods and Services Tax. Wages
and conditions that fit in with an asian future.
Some extra belt-tightening for the poor. Freeing
the wealthy of any responsibility. Goading
everyone to climb the greasy pole of opportunity.
Goading everyone to run my legalistic maze. Making
the poor ashamed and remorseful. Preserving the
reputation of Australia, as a land full of morons.
Preserving the reputation of Australia, as a
quarry.

I have looked, and I am pleased at what I see. The
elderly homeless now understand their obligations
to those who live in well-deserved inherited
opulence, Australia will soon join the
international brotherhood of third-world nations,
and now we see that this gives them scope to
wonder what will happen to their families. These
are the consumers who never had it so good, who
are keen to work for lower pay rates. It is clear
by now, there are many encouraging signs to be
seen.

Moving many more malingering welfare bludgers from
poverty to privatized chain-gangs, will continue
to be a challenge for no-nonsense government in
coming years. Free-market forces firmly insist
that the pensioners thriving in our corporatized
economy, boost the fortunes of international
carpetbaggers. In wiser times one would expect
that I would be crucified upside-down, but now I
can get away with anything, and I can speak utter
drivel.

The Liberal Party - the party of the worship of
Mammon, has a mandate to respond to these trends
with participation in the many work opportunities
involving gross legalized fraud. We will be taking
additional steps to significantly reduce the
impediments to the creation of poverty-based
businesses, in another disgraceful term of applied
corruption.

It has taken many years of economic and social
reform to make Australia suit Israel's needs. My
regime has a mandate to enforce liberty, and we
will see our authority spread ever deeper into
other personal parts of people's daily lives.

The burden of privatized medicine will be carried
by the users of those services, as the agents of
those services find suitable chemical cures for
any unruly urges to organize against the NWO. Our
proud new globalist economics insists that we
enforce a spirit of "mutual obligation" onto those
bludgers who are doing it tough. This is
necessary, because corporations are entitled to
expect compulsory volunteer labour from the
homeless. We face the challenge of sustaining
corporate prosperity as our society ages. And so,
we find ourselves with a surplus of charmless
geriatrics on our hands, and this will force the
corporations to cleverly design a clinical
solution to rid us of this problem.

Surely you realize, that by your very act of
re-electing myself back into office, you have all
exposed yourselves to great danger. So I am
constantly amazed that I must fight the stubborn
conservative streak in those left-wing weaklings
who flinch at my radical reform agenda, but let's
try to take a positive attitude and get back to
something uplifting. Of course, I think it's still
too early to make a final judgement about the
detail of that suggestion.

I will acknowledge all of these people and
organizations. Kim Beazley. Landlords. Financiers.
Crooked developers. Other national governments.
Importers. Zionists. Media whores. Bankers.
Real-estate agents.

Don't forget about these highly pressing issues
concerning the NWO national ID card that I now
suddenly badly want, and workplace reform. Our
people are a great people, but my pack of dingoes
is always eager to pick up the issue of the reform
process we need to apply to the national
character, and the way this nation lives. I
suggest that governments need to make a laundry
list of programmes to radically reform the
national character, and I will never, ever
apologize for that. My critics accuse me of
engaging in an orgy of social vandalism, and even
though there is some disquiet, you will carry the
burden of the fire-sale of Australia's public
assets. In earlier times it would be normal for me
to be considered a type of retarded pig, but these
days I enjoy a wallow in cynical disregard, and
dreadfully, it is too late to repair the damage
I've cynically left behind me.

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