Monday, September 11, 2017

In which the pond declares a Monday Oreo finger-licking good ...


It's Monday and the reptiles are at it again, and some day the pond hopes to do a vile filth blog posting which attracts coalition MPs - think of the 15 minutes of fame - but before the pond munches down on its usual Oreo treat of alarmism and fear-mongering...


...there's surely time to pause and admire the work in the Graudian's The Wall Street Journal's Trump problem, an exceptional case study of what happens to an institution when it gets Murdoched ... inter alia ...

Murdoch and Trump have known each other for years on the New York scene, but what started out as a reportedly slightly chilly relationship has warmed considerably in recent years. As recently as April, the two were said to be talking “almost every day” (the White House has denied this). Murdoch’s Fox News played a crucial cheerleading role in Trump’s election and before that, Jared Kushner and Ivanka Trump were known to go on double-dates with Murdoch and his ex-wife Wendi Deng, the two women remaining close even after Murdoch split with Deng. Throughout the campaign, Ivanka was a trustee of the $300m fortune allocated to Murdoch’s daughters with Deng, stepping down only after the financial connection became public. 
With Trump in the White House, he and the Australian-born media mogul have grown closer than ever, with Murdoch topping the New York Times’ list of the president’s outside advisers.

Meanwhile, for those who wonder how an airhead, a bubble-headed booby of the Oreo kind, scores space in a newspaper which ostentatiously parades itself as the rag of the year:

“The whole culture of the Journal for decades has been to be fair and accurate but also convey analysis and perspective and meaning,” another ex-Journal person said. “Gerry’s saying ‘just report the facts’, but there’s a difference between journalism and stenography.”

And so to the stenographer's thoughts for the day ...




Ah, the old stand-by of "neo-Marxist" ... waiter, bring the pond the bill for a state-owned coal station operated by government as part of its five year plan ...

Yet again, biting into an Oreo reliably produces a delicious waft of exotic flavours ...


Sure, the idea might be totally fake, but where's the harm in dreaming?

Some say why, but the pond says why not, with a delightfully queasy stomach and churning nausea sure to follow ...

In Tamworth, this is how happiness used to be measured ... the ability to cope with the runs, the trots and an Oreo column going interminably through the usual litany of whining and moaning and carry-on, and yes Coopers is mentioned, yet again, and yes the ACL also, and quite possibly someone left a cake out in the rain and it took so long to bake it, and so on and so forth...


SSM is going to prevent freedom of thought? Don't worry, poofter haters aren't going to go away anytime soon ...

And speaking of people who try to disguise their fear of human sexuality with meaningless blather, the Catholic Boys' Daily excelled itself with this offering from one Mark Coleridge ...


Who on earth knows what "human flourishing" means, except that it's distilled blather, pure hokum, essence of nonsense, and so worthy of being featured in the lizard Oz in its bid to do a WSJ from a much more modest starting point ...


Now around this point, the pond was reminded of a piece by the bandana-wearing one in a Sunday paper ... thanks to a visit to the car wash the pond happened to be exposed to tree killers, and to genuine Catholic fundamentalist hate speech whereby 'fascist' was gaily splashed around by a professional bigot ...



The pond would love the Oreo to defend the sordid defamation in that headline ...

But that was the Devine, and elsewhere, the bandana-wearing one wrote (online here):


Now Coleridge is easily googled and fits the job description perfectly ...



Here he is on chastity:

Archbishop Coleridge also defended celibacy and said he did not think it was a causative factor to the abuse but the "question whether it was a major aggravating factor is on the table". He also said it was possible to live without sexual activity as "it's not like sleep or food" and it did not necessarily lead to loneliness and isolation.

Well one thing's certain. It doesn't lead to happy marriages or plenty of children in the hutch ...

Now there are plenty of other tales about Coleridge, as here ...

After 36 years in the Catholic ministry, Canberra Archbishop Mark Coleridge has finally confessed that it took "people like me a tragically long time" to see the faces and hear the voices of sexual abuse survivors in the church. In a pastoral letter to parishioners on Sunday 23 May 2010, Archbishop Coleridge admitted that a culture of discretion had been used to conceal crimes by sexually-abusive priests and to protect the reputation of the Church. Mark Benedict Coleridge (born in 1948 in Melbourne) was ordained a priest in the Melbourne archdiocese in May 1974. Broken Rites remembers the mid-1990s, when Father Mark Coleridge was the spokesman for the Melbourne archdiocese. At that time, Broken Rites used to publish a printed newsletter which was posted to church sex-abuse survivors and also to bishops and priests throughout Australia. This newsletter performed the same function that the Broken Rites website serves now, containing articles (for example) about clergy being convicted in the courts for sex-abuse crimes. The newsletter was financed by small donations from church-abuse survivors. But Father Coleridge used to return his newsletter envelope to Broken Rites, unopened, with the envelope marked "Return to Sender". Undaunted, Broken Rites continued to report the church-crime scene, and in 1999 the newsletter evolved into the Broken Rites website, receiving worldwide attention. Meanwhile, Mark Coleridge went to the Vatican, where he worked as a functionary in church administration before returning to Melbourne. In June 2006, he was appointed as Archbishop of Canberra and Goulburn, the first Australian episcopal appointment of Pope Benedict XVI. Now, 15 years after returning those newsletters unopened, Mark Coleridge is finally starting to see the light.

And how about this in 2014, amongst many other easily googled encounters with the Church's destructive behaviour ...

Brisbane's Archbishop Mark Coleridge has launched a scathing attack on those inside the Roman Catholic Church who had ignored and excused sex abuse claims. Archbishop Coleridge called for all sex abuse cases to be taken out of the Church’s hands, labelling the revelations in Toowoomba as “almost incredible’’.


Nope, per the bandana, what's almost incredible is that anyone could pay any attention whatsoever to this blatherer, married to god and She unhappy if her priests have a sex life or a family, yet still blathering away about the sex lives and marriages of others in the Catholic Boys' Daily ...


Put it another way, as here:

The Catholic church is a "law unto itself" in need of serious cultural reform if it is to properly address widespread allegations of child sexual abuse within its ranks, a royal commission heard. The Catholic Archbishop of Brisbane Mark Coleridge told the Royal Commission into Institutional Responses to Child Sexual Abuse there was a lack of transparency within the church. 
"We are, as it were, a law and a world unto ourselves," he said.

Never mind, the pond understands only too well the dangers of SSM, as noted by Rowe this day, with more Rowe here ...

Rowe has highlighted not just the danger of three way trysts that SSM is notoriously known to produce, but the way that certain decadents can share in their objectophilia ...

It's uncertain how much SSM has led to perverts getting together for their coal-fucking sessions, and the extent of the damage this particular perversion produces, but as they say, where there's smoke there's fire, and most likely plenty of carbon, and then a fucked planet, because when perverts get inflamed by their passion, sparks will fly ...

It's a shame fuddy-duddy Mark Coleridge couldn't highlight the plight of the world thanks to the wicked coal-fuckers ..

If only he'd mentioned the moral consequences of the deeply perverted love shared by Malware and Barners in their notorious three way sessions (and by golly, when coal-fucking, it's best done in a handsomely decorated bed as an evocation of other coal-fuckers in your love life).



Some might look at that picture of post-coital bliss and think what a happy family they make, and see the rainbow as a sign of hope, as a past love beams down on the lovers, but all the pond can think is ... must have some more fried chicken Oreo ...


1 comment:

  1. Only the Oreo would come out with tripe like this: legalising SSM will create inequality by empowering the persecution of dissenters.

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