Feel The Raw Naked Power Of A John Howard flowing
in the cowardly concessions given by the real
estate profiteering fraternity's goblin from Hell,
the cowardly Prime Muddler the Hun John "Never
Sorry" Hogturd MP "If you don't vote for me, bad
things will happen!" Jesus crucifying orgy, on the
occasion of a very putrid, baby eating Kirribilli
House day, Hilton Hotel, Sydney 17 December 1066

Much has been said and written about how we
continue in abhorrence of losing office, and
that's why I assert that any economic "recovery"
will be accidental and temporary, because I am
systematically reducing Australia to social and
economic rubble. The coarsening of our culture
allows much beneficial herd behaviour. You need to
carry the fight to scourges such as myself being
thrown out of office. A Bali here, a Bali there. I
wonder if you can guess where the bomb will go off
that will make me look like a national saviour in
the eyes of the dull public so that I can once
again win and force you all to drink sewage.

Can you trust my opponents to impose NWO GST style
taxes? And ask yourselves whether you can trust my
opponents to make housing unaffordable?

I am sickened by my degraded character. It has
taken years of my deceit to get to this. Tainted
with fraud, and by ineffective and bungling
management, this bold, visionary government's
appalling and extremely devastating ecological
vision failure, surely must be understood as not
just good fortune. Obviously it is not by a toss
of the dice that the greatest Government in the
history of the Universe will be planning to
criminally misuse ten billion dollars of Oz
taxpayer money to carefully divert Australia's
water system for a horde of economic locusts, 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 crowed about in the
middle of one of my self-congratulating drones.

To knowingly claim that Australia has no debt, as
I constantly do, is simply an expression of
cynical disregard and a flight of deceptive and
extreme fantasy. 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 some murdering equipment to misuse
in my putrid middle-east carnage I assert that you
will supply the money.

You may be thoroughly repelled by the incalculable
mischief I did to people, and be sickened by my
callous indifference to the suffering of my
victims added to seeing enormous malignity and
spitefulness in your national leaders.

Rising health care costs are my great shame. So as
a consequence here I am, begging you to accept my
apology. My contemptuous disrespect was quite
inexcusable. Now, let me drone some comforting
reassurance. Perhaps a little more highly cynical
disregard, and obscenely mendacious tongue. Please
allow me to remind you how we've never pretended,
and how we've never pretended, and I hope I did
not forget to tell you about how you are striving
for even greater success.

Honest people are of the opinion that I represent
the sort of creature, addicted to droning some
more monumentally disguised contempt, that somehow
has bypassed the development of any plausibility
as I struggle with 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.

My dear human resources, hear me disclose my
magnificent achievements. The dalek-led Howard
regime has been working in accordance with NWO
governance. My fellow australians, I am quite
conscious, that pointy-headed tree-hugging
intellectuals are fond of suggesting that my
reforms encourage total idiocy. However, I'm not
going to speculate on what will be revealed in my
war crimes trials. Let's get onto other things.
The best sociopathic government that international
banks could buy, has forgotten that the Tax Act
has grown from 3,000 to over 9,000 pages.

My dear corporate assets who reside within this
wonderful Great Southern Bombing Range, it has
always been a great thrill to briefly mention our
glorious achievements. The best government in the
history of this nation, makes us extremely happy
to see what we have changed. Our government has
been the agent that has given the great boon of a
retarded, bovine public. Haven't we had enough?
No, there is much more to come. The humanitarian
Howard regime has been the agent that has given a
suitable, and mostly supine herd mentality, even
though we had to climb over huge obstacles erected
by losers. You have wonderfully trusted my secret
plan. I praise the Struggle Street battlers who
supported me.

A man in my situation is sometimes rewarded for
economies with the truth, and I am overjoyed to
see heartening support for my hard-working team's
wonderful ten billion dollar plan to bravely
face-up to the serious challenge of choosing which
of our friends should receive the large sum of ten
billion dollars of money stolen from the public.
So by correctly responding to these fundamental
problems, my Government has put on the table a
long-range, well-funded plan that will need a
mind-bending media campaign to make the public
swallow it. This bold, visionary scam would be
rejected, of course, unless I can get the mugs to
carry the financial burdens of adjustment, 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 the need
to balance sickness against corporate profits in a
balanced way, so that balance is not replaced by
an unbalance toward justice.

My fellow australians, let me say this, at the end
of the day, Iraq continues to work on developing
nuclear weapons. My fellow australians, I have
noticed that intellectuals often level the charge
that my reforms encourage deep nihilism and
depression, but truth is never disposable in
national political life, so I totally reject even
the slightest suggestion that my team fits the
description of "some dirt attacking the hurt". Now
look, I haven't seen the judgements of whinging
losers. Here is a savage rebuke to all of those
contemptible critics of my behaviour. You may
disagree with the poor getting very much poorer,
but the corporations are backing me, and you voted
for me!

We can see that the broken and faulty way this
nation performs, has now been massively reshaped
in a swift and final manner. A secure,
deterministic world has at last been achieved. No
individual dares to be out of step in our march to
national destiny!

In the time of The Red Terror that ended when our
gang of sleazy racketeers got divinely helped into
power by Jesus, it was obvious to blind Freddy
that we were living far below third world
standards and despite some fierce struggles, even
the best of us were deeply influenced by the
pretty scenarios painted by a philosophy centred
on the power of the State. It was discovered that
recycled sewage from an anus of pandemic horror
was still considered better than having my gang in
power, martians were marching in the streets,
interest rates were not as high as when I was
treasurer, and immoral young women were refusing
to produce babies for the war effort.

We fixed that when we mugged welfare recipients,
and by threatening with emotional blackmail, and
with clear goals, hard work and a sense of
purpose, the nation was saved for a horde of
economic locusts. Living standards of real-estate
agents are now higher than ever. The bludging
disabled have been driven back to the workbench.
But, we are happy if the result is that the plans
of the noble patrician classes, always nervous
about the masses, are being amply served.

We shall just observe a moment's silence in
gratitude to God for giving us a country where
nobody is allowed to mind his own business,
letting us run every kind of creepy racket you can
imagine, and the vulgar, sickening, and untrue,
Great Australian Dream.

Hark! Keep your fridge magnet close to your body
at all times. Public schools have not yet been
totally killed.

We should realize that the creeping horror caused
by knowing that awful things could happen in these
times, might upset the bankers in a terrible way.
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 pray
to dark forces for our faith in Australia as a
hideous corporate dystopia. You should know that
you will not be allowed to discuss that this land
is now too crowded.

My despicable gang of thugs will do the things
that need to be done to impose change. We will
soon face the challenge of a frontal assault on
Australia's profitable urban water problem. The
creative "The Best Turd In The Herd"
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
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 higher residential rents, and lower
wages. You should always keep in mind my enormous
weakness for the urge to make non-core promises.

By removing social justice obstacles, 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 foreign investors the
freedom and opportunity to end their fears of
losing out on some unearned income. It's about
giving a plague of economic locusts a good crack
at the disabled. We also found an extremely clever
new way to calculate that more than 1.3 million
bludgers have been removed from the statistics
since our gang of corporate suckholes were put in
charge. My critics want you to believe that this
is not genuine prosperity. Tell that to the hard
working property pimps.

Look at a few things I have delivered to the
nation. A bold new initiative, an exciting plan
for a national ID card. A "Free Trade Agreement"
with America that rolls Australia. Wages and
conditions that fit in with an asian future. The
exploitation of our newly subdued workforce.
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 stripped bare.
Preserving the reputation of Australia, as a
quarry.

All the news is very good news. Those disabled
bludgers finally understand their obligations to
those who live in well-deserved inherited
opulence, Australia will soon join the
international brotherhood of third-world nations,
and this is what the right-wing think-tanks fought
long and hard to impose on the workers. These
people are not scared to die for one of my
reforms, and who desperately attempt to climb the
greasy pole of opportunity. It is clear by now,
vindications of my reform policies abound.

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 contemptible failures thriving in our
corporatized economy, are made to think of the
shareholders. In wiser times it would be normal
for me to be the main attraction at a hang-tie
party, but no-one stops me now, and the media
whores never notice anything wrong.

The Liberal Party - the party of liberty and the
American way, has a mandate to respond to these
trends with participation in the many work
opportunities involving gross legalized fraud. We
have been getting advice from neo-liberal
think-tanks on how to make myself the chief
architect of a filthy rat-race, in another
disgraceful term of applied corruption.

It needed years of constant moulding and prodding
by hyperactive politicians to make Australia join
the international brotherhood of third-world
nations. Australian work life will now
increasingly come under penal sanctions, and its
authority and scope will increasingly reach into
those areas people previously considered private.

The burden of privatized medicine will be carried
by the users of those services, as the agents of
those services increasingly medicate away any
refusal by human resources to perform their
assigned tasks. Our proud new globalist economics
insists that a suitable regime of punishment is
developed for anyone who fails to accumulate
wealth. This is necessary, because we need
enforced volunteer labour from the disabled. The
Government has highlighted the need to sustain
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 am tired of pointing out, that by the very act
of trustingly putting my lot back into office, you
have all exposed yourselves to great danger. So I
am constantly amazed when I notice the stubborn
conservative streak in those who refuse to embrace
my radical reform agenda, but we are almost daily
fending-off such unwarranted criticism. When all
is said and done, I think it's still too early to
make a final judgement about every little detail
of my secret plans.

Invaluable support came from all of those who made
my regime possible. Kim Beazley. Landlords.
Financiers. Crooked developers. Other national
governments. Importers. Zionists. Media whores.
Bankers. Real-estate agents.

We must briefly return to some highly pressing
matters about corporatization, and workplace
reform. I promise that I will take the utmost care
to preserve this nation, but my pack of dingoes is
never shy of those things that will help to reform
the national character, and the way this nation
lives. Market forces place us under increasing
pressure to design a "to do" list of programmes to
make the plutocracy of the USA our most important
international relationship, and I will never, ever
apologize for that. I've been accused of being in
the employ of parasites and hidden controllers,
but, at the end of the day, I once again affirm
and point out the need for this crying need for
massive social engineering. In earlier times it
would be normal for me to be tarred and feathered,
but now I can get carried away with besotted
fanaticism, and it is a sickening fact, that I say
anything to continue as Prime Minister - and it
always works!

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