When he shall be judged, let him be condemned, and let his prayer become sin, for the fluffy indignation of the banking fraternity's present and future leader of a deeply stupid people, the inept Pry Mincer the Hog Justinian WhatChoices Howdywar MP "Give me your money" nocturnal emission, promoting a very putrid, child violating "Shake Hands With The NWO Devil" day, Yergoona North, Sydney 12 March 1918 It is now clear 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 you will experience increasing hardship, because I was surprised to hear that the economy isn't a toy! A mix of "family values" and some "terror" should do it. I will trust the public to once again "move on" from convenient disasters. An invasion here, an invasion there. You saw what happened before, so I ask if you are now wondering who will allow me to use "national security" to appear as a credible leader in the eyes of the dull public so that I will always be the victorious darling of the media whores. Who can be trusted to reward the landlords? And also ask yourselves who it is you would trust to encourage a little "terrorist" bombing when needed? I have become a useless, privileged parasite. I cannot lie any more, I'm all lied-out. So we see that by application of much incompetence and ignorance, my government's ruinous and ignorant housing foresight collapse, clearly is no simple accident. I claim it is not by good luck that the dalek-led Howard regime is in a position to criminally waste billions of dollars of your money to make a gift of your national water assets for a horde of economic locusts, nor is it simply good luck that somebody gave me 1.5 billion dollars to go towards something that I forgot about, and that I probably mumbled something about recently. To ever say that Australia is debt free, as I like to do, is simply downright nonsense and a flight of deceptive and extreme fantasy. If you care to check, you will see that Australia's huge foreign debt is now virtually unpayable. So when our robopathic military killers are short of some murdering equipment to carry into my war for America and Israel, I emphasize that you can afford it. Pay attention to my barbarous statecraft, and you best avoid choking on the demagogic style of my regime plus a materialistic and sordid outlook as the new norm. My great plan is beginning to unravel. In a desperate attempt to save my soul and to bring this to an end, I am glad of this public opportunity to offer you my most abject apology. Australia deserves better. Australia deserves a Prime Minister who can talk straight to them. Here, I will get back to chirpy familiarities. Enjoy some more highly empty phraseology, and monumentally condescending hypocrisies. I'll just quickly mention how we're going to bring back unfair dismissals, and how you will serve your mutual obligation sentence, and please tell me if I forgot to tell you about how we are going to make it easier to impose workplace agreements. My opponents say that I am a kind of rotten demagogue, accustomed to babbling some obscenely comforting reassurance, who has bypassed any serious critical thinking skills as I try to remember the last lie I told while pretending to be stating an honest political viewpoint. And my long-running play acts of being a competent authority reveal how easy it has become to not take any responsibility for the damage I do to others. Work units, the chocolate ration has been doubled from 500 grams a week to 200 grams a week, and there is more good news! The thatcherite Howard regime has shown that we won't just automatically click our heels and follow the Americans. Human resources, I am quite conscious, that my critics often level the charge that I present the makeshifts of mediocrity as marvelous achievements. When all is said and done, I don't want to go into the detail of that suggestion. I would rather talk about other things. This most fair and decent regime has committed you all to our NWO reform process. My dear corporate human resources who reside within our magnificent regional outpost of the New World Order, we all know that I find it to be an uplifting experience to tell you about my generosity, and to protect you from state handouts. The best sociopathic government that international banks could buy, is totally puffed-up with infantile vainglory, and proud about the reformed state of the nation. Our government has delivered the best amount of goodness ever. That alone should be enough, but there is more. The longest period of random massive change, in the history of this nation has created magnificent outcomes, despite remorseless opposition from the truth about anything at all. We have kept you to your mutual obligations. I salute the Latham Valley aspirationals who made this possible. Never has there been such much wild applause from our banker friends in connection with my hard-working team's wonderful ten billion dollar plan to meet the challenge of spending the large sum of ten billion dollars of public money. So by tackling this historical challenge, my hard-working team has whipped-up a sleazy scheme that will keep the money in the family of my close business associates. It will not work, of course, unless I can get the mugs to carry the financial burdens of adjustment, and I appeal for enthusiastic support from the pretty little media talking air-heads. I recently spoke regarding the balance we now see in public life and public policy, which has been a balanced hallmark of the achievement of the balanced Greatest Government Ever, and to discuss issues of deeply balanced financial interest about how to find a way to balance the balanced needs of the homeless against balanced military adventures in a balanced way, so that the balance still appears to remain balanced to the clueless. My friends, it is my great pleasure to announce, sincerely, that others should volunteer their labour, when I never volunteer my own useless labour. Ladies and gentlemen and my fellow australians, I have noticed that bludging disabled pensioners often say that I am a frenzied, little sociopath, but I was told by the NWO that they really need the human resources to all have an ID card, and I will not consider the vile slander that the best government in history is really just "the rotten leading the forgotten". At the end of the day, I don't want to go into that, and I don't need to. This message is meant for those pathetic ones who fail to accumulate wealth. You may not like the very rich getting richer, but the banks are backing me, and there is no serious political opposition! You may have already noticed that the weak and insipid set of mechanisms whereby our institutional life used to perform, has been totally eliminated by my firm application of the final solution. Mastery of all human impulses has finally arrived. I have made my mark, and the whole world trembles! In the period of communist rule preceding liberation, when my team of criminally insane friends was mistakenly elected to power, anyone could see how we were in a coma and most of us were completely bamboozled by the fast-talking style of evil, communist barbarians. As if that wasn't bad enough, mass amnesia in league with incomprehensible idiocy had turned workers into apathetic and indifferent zombies, many landlords had to do honest work for a change, employment rates were either high or low, and workers fully owned their own homes. We crushed the last trace of life out of that, when we finally won, and by applying fiscal rectitude, and with clear goals, hard work and a sense of purpose, this country has been transformed into a shareholder Paradise. Unemployment and inflation are both high and low. We are winning the war against the poor. And so, at the end of the day, the interests of the magnificent ruling elite, always nervous about the impoverished masses, are being fully met. We shall just observe a moment's silence in gratitude to God for all those chickens we could shit out of wholesome aussie guts, letting us have institutions that empower and protect us in every crime we commit, and a stupid, trusting, dull, sports following, media-dominated public. It is my solemn duty to warn the human resources and consumers about the bogeyman. Be alert but not too alert. Socialism has not yet been entirely destroyed. Many can see why the dark shadow cast by the prospect of New Zealand developing WMD in these times, has the potential to ruin investor profits. We must not flinch from any action needed to keep landlords and bankers safe, and to oppose the National ID Card legislation at every turn, unless I don't, with its imputation that every australian is a cheat. As a pre-emptive response to all these challenges, I am committed to preserving that which is most profitable in a dying tourist sinkhole. It is now a religion that I will not be the first to say that there are too many people in this land. My despicable gang of thugs is prepared to do the things that need to be done to others. International merchant banks urge a frontal assault on Australia's lucrative urban water problem. The creative "Don't Frown - Drink Brown" sewage-enriched water promotion, shows that with total media spin and by avoiding inconvenient facts, our regime can tackle issues of major corporate importance at public expense. Major reservoirs of public money will be channelled toward the pockets of grateful "investors". Success in "water management" means more bodies in urban areas, and that means higher commercial rents, and lower wages. You may have sometimes noticed my enormous weakness for the need to control others. With sufficient extreme reform, the human resources will return a good profit to the absentee landlords. It is axiomatic that good economic management is about giving foreign investors the freedom and opportunity to avoid any unpleasant encounters with their victims. It's about giving hard-working media barons a very good suck on public assets. Since "a job" could be one hour a week, we can see how more than 1.3 million bludgers have been removed from the statistics since I slithered into office. My critics want you to believe that this is not genuine prosperity. Tell that to a plague of economic locusts. We have given you all this, and more. A brave new definition of mutual obligation. A "Free Trade Agreement" with America that rolls Australia. An abundance of pain and hypocrisy. Some extra belt-tightening for the sick. Freeing the wealthy of any responsibility. Goading everyone to climb the greasy pole of futility. Goading everyone to run my legalistic maze. Making the elderly ashamed and remorseful. Preserving the reputation of Australia, as a land full of drooling idiots. Preserving the reputation of Australia, as a pushover. The fruits of reform can be seen everywhere. Aspiring would-be tenants can bid against other tenants in a rent auction in a landlord's market, Increasingly, women and mature-age australians are renovating their park-benches, and this is what Liberal Party economic reform is all about! These are the battlers from Struggle Street, who are keen to work for lower pay rates. You can see it for yourself, vindications of my reform policies abound. Moving many more useless arty-farty bludgers from homelessness to "mutual obligation" compulsory volunteer teams to replace emergency services staff, will continue to be a challenge for those involved in the massive reform process in coming years. It is imperative that the mentally inferior thriving in our globalized economy, assist the banks. In earlier times one would expect that I would be drawn and quartered, but no-one stops me now, and I can lie and cheat with complete impunity. The Liberal Party - the party of the transnational corporations, has been the champion of non-optional exposure to the harsh winds of holy market forces. We are going to apply our mandate to build a plague of economic locusts, in another filthy round of betrayal and deception. It has taken many years of economic and social reform before Australia became the streamlined form required by globalist bankers. My regime has a mandate to enforce liberty, and its authority and scope will increasingly reach into other personal parts of people's daily lives. Increased medical costs will be passed on to the human resources, as the NWO "Healthy Cities" programs find suitable chemical cures for the depression caused by living in a dystopian shithole. A fair and decent society demands that we apply a well deserved penalty for single mothers. This is necessary, because the community should feel they can rely upon Australia to join the international brotherhood of third-world nations. I have highlighted the challenge of sustaining corporate prosperity as our society ages. The crippling economic burden of caring for old croakers confronts us, and this will force the corporations to cleverly design a way to rid society of this scourge. We sometimes wonder, how often we need to point out, that at the end of the day, by the very act of stupidly putting me back into office, you have all made a most damnable mistake. It disgusts me when I look at the absence of a sense of adventure in those who think they are above engaging in blood sport, and fail to support my radical reform agenda, and we are required to continually change our story to convince a sceptical public. And no, I don't want to give a running commentary on what is ultimately a matter for my war crimes trials. We must mention all members of these people and organizations. Landlords. Financiers. Crooked developers. Other national governments. Importers. Zionists. Media whores. Bankers. Real-estate agents. Kim Beazley. We must not forget these very important matters about globalization, and the reform process. Australians did not ask us to change them, but neo-liberal conservatives are straining at the leash to carry out the job of constant change and reform of the way people think, and Australia. Market forces place us under increasing pressure to come up with a shopping list of programmes to cure any illness afflicting national character, and I won't ever apologize for that. We have had a lot of opposition, but, one can never over emphasize change, change for the sake of change, and even more change. There was a time when one would expect that I would be run out of town at the point of a gun, but now I am drunk with devouring ambition, and dreadfully, although I'm a man of great influence, the world would have been a better place had I never been born. .oOo. http://www.bilegrip.com/var/www/html/images/gee.ozbest2.png http://mauriegee0.tripod.com/art.htm