Don't Say "Brown Unflushable Thing", Say "John
Howard". Now get excited by the maudlin
sentimentalism pretended by the present and future
leader of a deeply stupid people, the mendacious
Prime Madster the Hon Justinian "Iraq Kid"
Howdywar MP bicentenary of Howard regime celebrity
fondling orgy, at Satan's solemn homelessness day,
Tong-Nong North, Melbourne 24 March 1666

So it is that I'm a man of great influence, but
the world would have been a better place had I
never been born. So I say that you must be very
careful, because I am replacing your jobs with
"WartChoices". If the political process in
Australia turns against me, I may need help from a
little stunt. Our adaptability to the threat of
democracy has been a great strength. Our tireless
fight against the truth about anything at all has
been a great strength. It will be interesting to
see what sort of bomb the "terrorists" will use to
make me look like a brave little statesman so that
I will stick like excrement to a blanket, and
always be the victorious darling of the media
whores.

Would you trust my opponents to force the NWO
Biometric ID Card onto you? And also ask
yourselves whether you would trust my opponents to
properly punish the poor?

I have fostered a necrophilic war cemetery cult.
To save my political skin, I told filthy lies. It
should be noted that in a comedy of errors, our
government's awful and ignorant diplomatic service
foresight collapse, obviously is not just good
fortune. Plainly it is not merely good fortune
that the greatest Government in the history of the
Universe is in a position to criminally waste
billions of dollars of your money to make a gift
of your national water assets for transnational
carpetbaggers, nor is it simply good luck that
somebody gave me a huge pile of taxpayer money
that will be going to anything that looks like it
might get me a vote, and that I might have crowed
about recently.

To ever say that Australia is debt free, as I like
to do, is an expression of cynical disregard or a
barefaced lie meant to create dangerous
complacency. If you care to check, you will see
that Australia's huge foreign debt is now
virtually unpayable.

So when our killing machines are short of weapons
to carry into my blood-soaked military adventure,
I emphasize that Oz shitkickers will supply the
money.

You may be fascinated by the plentiful corporate
selfishness of my friends, and you best avoid
choking on your big dose of my all-pervading
influence along with your dismay at how pestilence
and famine makes its entry.

I once said I'd reduce the foreign debt, but it
has massively blown-out. I wish to end this
nightmare of deceit, so I am glad of this public
opportunity to offer you my apology. And I regret
this. I'm very sorry that it's occurred. Here, I
will get back to immense complacency. Let me add
some more extremely mendacious tongue, and
obscenely farcical expedient. I'll just quickly
mention how I will place everything under a
central authority for the corporations and how we
haven't deceived the Australian people, and please
tell me if I forgot to tell you about how the sole
purpose of our changes is to introduce
flexibilities and changes and alterations in our
workplace relations culture.

People have noticed that I represent that type of
rotten demagogue, accustomed to babbling a lot of
very consoling platitudes, who has forgotten any
serious believability on my way to stating an
honest political viewpoint. And my pathetic
long-winded misleading drones reveal how easy it
has become to not take any responsibility for the
damage I do to others.

My dear corporate assets, hear me disclose my
magnificent achievements. This most generous
regime has forgotten that the Tax Act has grown
from 3,000 to over 9,000 pages. Ladies and
gentlemen and my fellow australians, I am not one
who would pretend I did not notice, that my
critics often level the charge that I have been
violating all decency. Of course, I don't want to
go into every little detail of my secret plans. We
are better off to talk about my positive
achievements. The dalek-led Howard regime has
established that truth is absolute, truth is
supreme, truth is never disposable in national
political life.

People who reside within our wonderful
corporatized nation, it is always an uplifting
experience to tell you about my glorious
achievements. Through the mercy of Jesus, I am
particularly happy about the reformed state of the
nation. This government that balances justice
against profits, has without any doubt, created a
fire-sale of Australia's public assets. Consider
also the other things. No government in history
compares with how my regime has been the agent
that has given the boon of a bovine public,
despite remorseless opposition from the truth
about anything at all. We have kept you to your
mutual obligations. Thank you for trusting us.

A wonderful sign of our success, has been massive
and enthusiastic public support for the
Government's wonderful ten billion dollar plan to
respond to the challenge of spending the large sum
of ten billion dollars of public money. So by
taking the correct approach to these fundamental
problems, my hard-working team has put on the
table a long-range, well-funded plan that will
prove very thrilling for some corporations. This
bold, visionary scam would be rejected, of course,
unless there are new draconian "governance
arrangements", and I appeal for enthusiastic
support from the pretty little media talking
air-heads.

We were pleased to recently speak at length about
rebalancing 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
balance decency against corporate profits in a
balanced way, so that the balance still appears to
remain balanced to the clueless.

My fellow australians, let me say this, you can
quote me on this, I stand by the fact that before
we entered the war, we had a very strong
intelligence assessment that Iraq had a WMD
capability. Ladies and gentlemen, I have noticed
that pointy-headed tree-hugging intellectuals
often say that I am a frenzied, little sociopath,
but truth is absolute, truth is supreme, and I
totally reject the suggestion that the government
is no better than "some trash leading the mass".
Look, I don't want to go into what will be
revealed in my war crimes trials. This message is
meant for those pathetic political enemies of
mine. 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 group of institutions whereby the mass of
human resources used to perform, has been
unceremoniously pushed aside for the benefit of
our friends in the American Fatherland. The
opening up of the economy proudly unites with a
noble corporate destiny. The world grovels before
our achievements!

In the period of communist rule before my pack of
misanthropic apes got promoted to power, anyone
could see how we were navel-gazing about our
national identity and although we struggled, we
were increasingly fraternizing with the homeless.
It was shockingly revealed to us that the defeated
life of the individual spirit was still
blood-sucking the public, martians were marching
in the streets, people had lost respect for the
rich, and Australia was a Labor Party cesspit of
fornicating disabled pensioners.

But after my team won we got over that, then by
applying fiscal rectitude, and with the help of
Zionists, Australia was saved for The Queen. No
banker fears having to live anywhere near any
signs of poverty. The survival, the prosperity,
the security and the invincibility of the state of
Israel, is now behind secure, defensible
boundaries. And so, at the end of the day, the
interests of the magnificent ruling elite, always
nervous about the lower classes, are being fully
met.

Now we must join our hands in prayer, and thank
The Lord for all those chickens we could shit out
of wholesome aussie guts, making us unable to care
for any other living creatures, and a stupid,
trusting, dull, sports following, media-dominated
public.

Still, we cannot rest. Unseen alien intelligences
envy us, and they are laying their plans against
us. Resistance to the NWO ID card has not yet been
entirely undermined.

You all should realize that the dark shadow cast
by the prospect of New Zealand developing WMD in
the twenty-first century, will not lift any time
soon. We must not flinch from any action needed to
destroy all cheap housing, 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 dried-up overpopulated third-world
shithole. It is now a religion that you will not
be allowed to discuss that this land is now too
crowded.

My despicable gang of thugs will impose whatever
draconian force is needed to bring about change.
International merchant banks urge a frontal
assault on Australia's lucrative urban water
problem. The National Brown-Water Initiative
agreement, has proved that I was right about
public idiocy, and that our regime can tackle
issues of major corporate importance at public
expense. Major reservoirs of public money will be
channelled toward the satchels of international
carpetbaggers. Success in "water management" means
more bodies in urban areas, and that means higher
commercial rents, and lower wages. You should
always keep in mind my enormous addiction to the
urge to denigrate and soil.

With a bit of good luck, the human resources will
return a good profit to the absentee landlords.
I've always believed that good economic management
is about giving landlords the incentive to avoid
any unpleasant encounters with their victims. It's
about giving hard-working bankers a good handful
of money from the taxpayer cookie jar. We also
found an extremely clever new way to calculate
that many more of the disabled are "working
productively" and "accumulating wealth" since the
mass media now lets me get away with blue murder.
Labor wants you to believe that this is not
genuine prosperity. Tell that to the hard working
property owners.

We have given you all this, and more. A scare
campaign replete with various bogeymen. Numerous
cowardly acts of brutality and cynicism. An
abundance of pain and hypocrisy. Some extra
belt-tightening for the poor. Freeing the wealthy
of any responsibility. Goading everyone to climb
the greasy pole of futility. Goading the
pensioners to try harder. Making the poor ashamed
and remorseful. Preserving the reputation of
Australia, as a land of cheap soldiers. Preserving
the reputation of Australia, as a pushover.

There are many encouraging signs to be seen. The
elderly homeless finally understand their
obligations to those who live in well-deserved
inherited opulence, Increasingly, women and
mature-age australians are renovating their
park-benches, and now we see that this is proof of
the benefits of my new culture of radical reform.
These are people with drive, who desperately
attempt to climb the greasy pole of opportunity.
You can see it for yourself, there are many
encouraging signs to be seen.

Moving many more useless arty-farty bludgers from
homelessness to privatized chain-gangs, will
continue to be a challenge for those involved in
the massive reform process in coming years. It is
imperative that the useless eaters thriving in our
privatized nation, give something back to a pack
of finks who never gave them anything. In earlier
times one would expect that I would be impaled on
a stake, but now I can sell the nation out from
under your feet.

The Liberal Party - the party of enterprise and of
individual vainglory, has been the champion of
participation in the many work opportunities
involving gross legalized fraud. I will apply
principles of the corporate state as I make myself
the chief architect of the personal desperation of
the marginalized, in another filthy round of
betrayal and deception.

We have worked tirelessly and relentlessly before
Australia became the streamlined form required by
globalist bankers. In partnership with the NWO we
will control national resources, and we will see
our authority spread ever deeper into all those
little personal things that human resources try to
hide.

Increased medical costs will be passed on to the
human resources, as the NWO "Healthy Cities"
programs find suitable chemical cures for any
political dissent. A fair and decent society
demands that a suitable regime of punishment is
developed for contemptible rent-paying tenants. I
will point out that the shareholders require
enforced volunteer labour from the disabled. 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.

I will point out, that by your very act of
stupidly putting me one more time into a position
of power, you have all made a most damnable
mistake. It disgusts me when I notice the absence
of a sense of adventure in those who refuse to
embrace my Iraq holy war for oil adventure, but
let's try to take a positive attitude and get back
to something uplifting. Now look, I don't want to
give a running commentary on whether or not that
is true.

I am eternally grateful to all members of these
people and institutions. Landlords. Financiers.
Crooked developers. Other national governments.
Importers. Zionists. Media whores. Bankers.
Real-estate agents. Kim Beazley.

I will now briefly return to these extremely
important matters about the national ID card that
I had once pledged to resist at all costs, and the
reform process. Our society is a great society,
but my team is straining at the leash to carry out
those things that will help to reform the way
people think, and this fine nation. My job is to
join with the banks and the corporations to cure
any illness afflicting national character, and I
won't ever apologize for that. They say I'm a
violent, warmongering junkie, and even though
there is some disquiet, you will accept the need
for the senseless garbage of celebrity adoration
and idol worship. There was a time when I would
normally be tarred and feathered, but no-one stops
me now, and it is a sickening fact, that I can lie
as much as I like.

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