Little. Yellow. Different. John Howard. Get
excited by the blustering assertions that issued
from the globalist cabal's tale-spinner from Hell,
the suckholing Prime Meanister the Hun Johnstonian
Wino Howart MP "What America wants from you" plea,
on the occasion of another sexually exciting John
Howard day, The Australian War Immoral, 23
February 2007

It really should be obvious that I will no longer
allow the disabled to use emotional blackmail on
the wealthy. So get back to work, and accept that
any economic "recovery" will be accidental and
temporary, because dealing with me, is dealing
with the Devil himself! I don't think there's any
reason on Earth why people would trust me. You
should know that I did not get into power just to
let it slip away. An attack here, an attack there.
Truth is the first casualty of war against the
stupid public, so guess what will make me look
like a national saviour for political purposes,
and to help me gloat that I will always still be
the NWO stooge for the southern nuclear waste
dump.

Can you trust my opponents to force you to
"volunteer" your labour? And who can be trusted to
encourage a little "terrorist" bombing when
needed?

I have become a destructive, privileged parasite.
Unaffordable housing is my shameful legacy. I can
affirm that by ineffective and bungling
management, the National Government's ineffective
and typically catastrophic social welfare policy
implosion, surely must be understood as something
more than accidental. Clearly it is not merely
sheer economic good luck that this bold, visionary
regime can stupidly blow ten billion dollars of Oz
taxpayer money to carefully divert Australia's
water system for transnational carpetbaggers, and
it is not merely good fortune that I suddenly
found 1.5 billion dollars to go towards something
that seemed like a good idea at the time, and that
I made a big deal about yesterday.

To knowingly utter the statement that Australia
has paid off the foreign debt, as I do, is my
mendacious tongue set loose or another piece of
mendacious drivel. If you care to check, you will
see that Australia's huge foreign debt is now
virtually unpayable, yet still growing.

So now when the nation's soldiers desire weapons
to misuse in my filthy so-called middle-east war,
I now say that the GST has given me all the money
I need.

Please enjoy my bloodthirsty political malice, and
please don't choke on the grinding despotism of my
misrule added to seeing enormous malignity and
spitefulness in your national leaders.

I have not taken a single right step in ten years.
So as a consequence here I am, begging you to
accept my apology. My criminal negligence should
be punished. Now, you may enjoy a bit of my gross
exaggeration. Enjoy some more very farcical
expedient, and monumentally fawning flatteries.
Allow me to emphasize the Government's industrial
relations legislation, and how it's unfair to the
private shareholders, and let me remind you again
about how we've been quite transparent.

Those not taken in by my drivel have noticed that
I represent a kind of dull inert force, constantly
spewing a lot of obscenely stupid downright
nonsense, that somehow has forgotten the
development of any honesty on my way to arriving
at a political argument. And my extremely
long-winded drones make it obvious that I find it
easy to hide in a political bear-cave and not take
any responsibility for the damage I do.

My fellow australians, you have waited long to
hear my good tidings. This period of responsible
Howard-government has not been blocked by weak
concerns with economic and social well-being.
Stockholders, and shareholders, I have noticed,
that weaklings often say that I give voice to a
tireless egotism. Now look, I haven't seen what is
ultimately a matter for my war crimes trials.
Let's move on now. The thatcherite Howard regime
has proved that there's no way that a GST will
ever be part of our policy.

Consumers of this magnificent regional outpost of
the New World Order, believe me when I say, that I
always find it the most ennobling pleasure to
generously inform you of our glorious
achievements. By remorselessly applying NWO
globalist reforms, we are very content about what
we have accomplished. By going into partnership
with the international wealthy, I have delivered
the great boon of a retarded, bovine public. And
that is not all. By the grace of The Lord, I have
delivered a return to the proper way to share the
national wealth, despite the massive threat in the
form of the truth. We have kept our secret
promises. Thank you for trusting me.

A wonderful sign of our success, has been
heartening support for my Government's wonderful
ten billion dollar plan to fix the requirement of
a democracy to meet our duty of buying votes with
a full ten billion dollars of money stolen from
the public. So by taking the correct approach to
this historical challenge, our Government has put
on the table a long-range, well-funded plan that
will keep the important people happy. This
political trick will not work, of course, unless
all state powers are stupidly ceded to myself, and
I will need the full trust of you mugs out there.

Last year I spoke at length about not upsetting
the balance in public life and public policy,
which has been balanced, and a balanced hallmark
of the australian achievement, and to consider the
most balanced and profitable ideas about how to
balance death against the interests of the wealthy
in a balanced way, so that we avoid the unbalanced
pitfalls of going too far in balancing the
balance.

My government is dominating your lives because I
said, at the end of the day, Iraq continues to
work on developing nuclear weapons. Ladies and
gentlemen and my fellow australians, I have
noticed that bludging disabled pensioners like to
suggest that my reforms encourage unthinking
self-destruction, but we won't just automatically
click our heels and follow the Americans, so I
repudiate even the slightest suggestion that my
team is no better than "a turd leading the herd".
Well, I don't want to give a running commentary on
the detail of that suggestion. I have something to
say to all of those laughable ones who dissent. It
may seem sickening and fascistic, and you may be
revolted by the systematic degradation of
education services and the environment, but the
banks are backing me, so just get used to it!

This is the right time to announce that the
thoroughly wrong-headed group of institutions
whereby our culture once functioned, has finally
been thoroughly whipped into shape as an act of
compassionate mercy. Much higher productivity has
finally been secured. Who will dare argue with our
blood pledge to fulfil our glorious national
destiny?

In that awful period leading up to when the
Liberal Party regime got conveniently helped into
power by globalists, the public was performing far
below full potential and although we prayed, and
prayed, we were always grovelling to the bludging
elderly. Making all this even worse, the hound of
Hell was not generating enough jobs, the Labor
Party had gotten people to engage in a frenzy of
public fornication, interest rates were not as
high as when I was treasurer, and workers failed
to return a large dividend or profit to
shareholders.

But after my team won we got over that, then by
threatening with emotional blackmail, and with the
help of The Lord, Australia was saved for the holy
icon of property prices. Living standards of
real-estate agents are now higher than ever. We've
left behind a period of navel-gazing about our
national identity, whatever that means. But, the
outcome is that the interests of the glorious
dominant order, always frightened of the masses,
are being attended to.

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 run every kind of creepy
racket you can imagine, and a corrupt,
self-absorbed and ignorant herd of media whores.

These days we are once again under attack. Does
that burger you have just consumed have a 100% BSE
quotient? Social and personal justice has not yet
been skinned alive and left for dead.

Australians all should realize that an awful
despair born of a cluster of new security threats
in this exciting "shared adventure" in reform,
could derail the NWO. Any stern action must be
applied that will give up hard-won social gains,
and to support the National ID Card legislation at
every turn, despite its intrusion of a draconian
kind and level into daily life.

Taking all of that into account, I am committed to
preserving our faith in Australia as a dying
tourist sinkhole. We all know that you will not
hear me say that there are too many people in this
land.

My gangster regime is ready to make the public
face whatever comes. International merchant banks
urge a frontal assault on Australia's lucrative
urban water problem. The creative "The Best Turd
In The Herd" sewage-enriched water promotion, has
proved that I was right about public idiocy, and
that the robopathic public will swallow anything -
including sewage! Major reservoirs of public money
will be channelled toward the pockets of the
greasiest spivs that ever robbed a nation blind.
Proper implementation of "water management" means
more bodies in urban areas, and that means a big
boost in unearned profits for my kind of people.
You must never, ever underestimate the prominent
position in my life of playing the role of
glove-puppet for international criminal elites.

With a bit of good luck, Australia will give huge
financial returns to foreign investors. It is a
truism that good national management is about
giving foreign investors the freedom and
opportunity to live their lives as they wish. It's
about giving hard-working plutocrats peace of mind
and confidence to plan for a sumptuous parasitic
future. Since "a job" could be one hour a week, we
can see how many more of the disabled are "working
productively" and "accumulating wealth" after I
was mistakenly put into office. The Greenies want
you to believe that this is not genuine
prosperity. Tell that to the hard working media
barons.

These are some of the fruits of my good NWO
governance. The most depressing regime ever
imposed upon Australia. A joyous and fair new
definition of work conditions. Many more globalist
military operations with our special friends. Some
extra belt-tightening for the poor. Freeing the
wealthy of a sense of obligation. Goading everyone
to climb the greasy pole of futility. Goading the
pensioners to try harder. Making the elderly
ashamed and remorseful. Preserving the reputation
of Australia, as a land stripped bare. Preserving
the reputation of Australia, as a quarry.

I have looked, and I am pleased at what I see.
Aspiring would-be employees can bid against other
aspirants in a job auction in an employer's
market, More and more australians are looking to
work from their park-benches, and this gives them
scope to wonder what will happen to their
families. These are people with drive, who bravely
attempt to climb the broken ladder of opportunity.
As I just said, proof of the correctness of my
market ideologies can be seen everywhere.

Moving many more smart-arse university bludgers
from welfare to NWO medicated compliance trances,
will continue to be "fast-tracked" in coming
years. It is only decent that the commercially
retarded thriving in our corporatized economy,
uphold the glory of rule by landlords. There was a
time when I would normally be crucified
upside-down, but no-one stops me now, and I can
march you all off to an obscene military carnage.

The Liberal Party - the party of the worship of
Mammon, will not shrink from its duty to enforce
participation in the many work opportunities
involving gross legalized fraud. We are going to
apply our mandate to sternly implement the cruel
mockery of the plan to make Australia join the
international brotherhood of third-world nations.
as we vomit out another bucket of hypocrisy and
cant.

We have worked tirelessly and relentlessly to
transform Australia into something unrecognizable.
My regime has a mandate to enforce liberty, and by
combining the tax office, Centrelink, and
Corrective Services, we will have input into other
personal parts of people's daily lives.

Rising health care costs will continue to pose a
challenge for the human resources, as the NWO "Joy
Through Work" programs find suitable chemical
cures for disorder in the workplace. My scungy
government of misfits requires that we apply a
well deserved penalty for single mothers. 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 challenges us to
find an efficient outcome.

It should not be necessary to point out, that by
the very act of putting my party back into office,
you have stupidly lost any protections you once
had. It irritates me when I notice the stubborn
conservative streak in those who refuse to embrace
my radical reform agenda, but I will ignore that
for the moment, as I have more to say on happier
things. Look, I think it's still too early to make
a final judgement about the judgements of whinging
losers.

We are deeply obligated to many of those who
involved themselves in my schemes. Zionists. Media
whores. Bankers. Real-estate agents. Landlords.
Financiers. Crooked developers. Other national
governments. Importers. Kim Beazley.

It would be well for us to reflect upon these
extremely significant matters about the NWO
national ID card that I now suddenly badly want,
and international trade reform. The people have
not asked for massive change, but the Liberal
Party regime is never shy of the issue of the
reform process we need to apply to the way people
work, and Australia. My job is to design a "to do"
list of programmes to fix all manner of social
ills, and my government will do just that. I may
be a slimy, repellent little slug, and even though
there is great alarm among the elites, the Liberal
Party is committed to remorselessly implementing
the need for the senseless garbage of celebrity
adoration and idol worship. After all of this shit
one would expect that I would be impaled on a
stake, but now I can embrace contradictory
theories, and woefully, it is too late to repair
the damage I've cynically left behind me.

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