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Australian Government Kills Puppies (well, not quite)

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I’ve just stumbled across the most half-arsed, moronic assessment of why Internet censorshitp is good that I have seen in my life.  Someone let Clive Hamilton out of his sheltered workshop for the criminally insane to post this garbage

Let me start by saying I am not a fan of violent or extreme porn, as that will be the first accusation the wowsers fling at me. If all the sites that push this crap went bust tomorrow, I’d be throwing a little party. Nor am I a “libertarian” as described by Mr. Hamilton in his article.  I am highly technical, and understand in almost excruciating detail how the Internet works, it’s underlying protocols and design philosophy (it’s a series of tubes, right?). Fixing Internet problems has been my full time job for most of the last decade, during which time I have seen every failure of the network imaginable, and several unimaginable ones.  I have experience working with filtering software, “deep packet inspection” boxes, proxies, and all sorts of assorted and sundry related technologies.  I am also married and the father of two children, which I think is probably relevant in this debate.

I haven’t got time to debug every fault and fallacy contained in Clives’ infantile whine, but here’s a few quick thoughts.

“teenagers view and are probably being damaged by extreme and violent pornography on the internet”. Probably? Anyone with any formal scientific training will tell you to read this as “there is no proof that teenagers view or are damaged by extreme and violent porn on the Internet, but it sure helps to forward our agenda if we hint that there is”.

“Along with sites specialising in depictions of rape, bestiality and extreme fetishes, these sorts of images are easily and freely accessible on the internet.” The word “easily” is misleading in this context. Sure, it’s out this sort of stuff does not just come knocking at your door.  You either have to search for it, or have it pushed on you by a “friend”. “Freely” may also be inaccurate, as a lot of sites want a credit card for access.  Extreme porn is also, from my limited experience, the minority of porn available.  This is not an exhaustive test, but a quick Google Images search for the word “boob” turned up about half a million pictures, while bestiality was less than forty thousand, and none of the ones I saw contained any actual bestiality.  (note to self: bookmark that boob one before the government blocks it).

“Ethical considerations prevent systematic research into the effects of viewing such material on boys in their early teens, but the evidence we have indicates that many boys view it, some frequently, and some develop unrealistic beliefs about sexual relationships and perverse attitudes towards girls, such as being disgusted by pubic hair.” How convenient.  I Have two problems with this, the first technical: If the practice of viewing extreme porn is as widespread as you believe (“many boys view it”), it should be easy to find a bigger sample to study.  What evidence do you have? What is the source? What was the sample size? How were the sample group selected (ASL etc.)? Methodology?  When was the research done, and what follow-up has been done since?  Bah. My second problem is the “some develop unrealistic beliefs about sexual relationships” part. Growing up as a nerd, I will admit my expectations of sexual relationships were completely weird.  I had no clue.  The film Porky’s came out and was probably closer to the truth about human sexuality than my beliefs at the time. Let’s be honest, perverse attitudes toward girls tend to come from having both X and Y chromosomes, and/or pubescent hormones.

“We know that parents are extremely concerned and feel overwhelmed by the pressure on them to regulate their children’s access to this type of material.” Poor babies.  If the Internet confuses or scares you then you can a) get a clue;  I’m pretty sure someone has written a book on the Internet by now.  Or take a class.  Or ask your kids, it could be a bonding session, or b) fuck off;  Dismantle you computer, and save yourself your monthly ISP bill. You are a loose cannon anyway, and probably infected with virii, trojans , and bots. The less of you there are on the Internet the happier I am.  This touches on this weird idea that the Internet is for everyone.  It’s clearly not, and if you can’t take the time to learn what you are doing then stay the hell away. I would also advise you not to drive a car or buy semi-automatic weapons without first gaining some rudimentary training on their operation. You are just going to have to understand that not everything in the world is meant for kids.  If you don’t believe that then feel free to experiment with giving your toddlers adult-sized doses of sleeping tablets, or letting them drive your idiotic monster 4WD.

“They [parents] don’t want to be the household spy and policeman”.
How about the spineless arseholes just start acting like, let’s say, PARENTS. These sound like they are either hippy-dippy acid casualties who think rules stunt a child’s creativity, or they are the kind of latch-key never-at-home parents.  My four year old has already had to contend with the demon-spawn of both these types of fucktards at her pre-school.  If you really want to stop kids from being damaged, get those poor little fuckers with clueless parents some help.  Don’t go blaming extreme porn when the kids are clearly seeking out extreme porn because they are already fucked up.

“An astonishing 93 per cent of parents were in favour [of porn blocking]”
. Duh. It doesn’t say that 93% of people are in favour of blocking for every Australian regardless of whether they want it or not.  This brings me to the first really big fallacy. People see that the porn filtering is opt-out and think it’s OK.  The problem is porn is not the only thing the Government are filtering, and there is no opt-out for “illegal” content, more on this later.

“These sorts of comments reflect the contempt for children that has emerged in some segments of society.” Rubbish.  I certainly don’t have contempt for children. Well, maybe your children if they are anything like you, but not in general.  I get on well with children, we have fun, they like me and I mostly like them.  What I don’t do is confuse children with adults.  I think one of the reasons they like me is that I don’t talk down to them, but by the same token, I know they are not adults, and don’t treat them as such.  I may jokingly offer a ten year old a beer, but I won’t actually give it to them.  This comes back to knowing that not everything is for children, and if dopes like Hamilton can’t get that very simple concept then someone needs to punt them to the nearest loony bin.

“Besides, we live in a democracy. If parents club together and decide that it is too difficult or untenable for them to protect children by themselves and want their governments to help them then that is a perfectly legitimate view.” If the majority of Australians singed a petition for you to stick your head in a bucket of water three times and pull it out twice, would you do it Clive?  I’m pretty sure I can arrange it.  This stinks of that whole “wisdom of crowds” lunacy.  If the majority want it, it must be right and good.  Anyone who has ever watched any reality TV can tell you how well that works out.  See here for an example.

“This argument for mandatory internet filters is in principle the same as the argument for the film censorship system.”
Bullshit.  Did I mention I was accredited by the Office of Film and Literature Classification to rate computer games once?  I have been there.  I have a pretty good understanding of how the system works, it’s strengths and weaknesses, checks and balances.  Film censorship in Australia acts mostly as a guide to help inform peoples choices about movies.  Films that are “refused classification” are often pretty repugnant (“raped by an angel” anyone?). There are a number of fundamental differences between the world of cinema/books and the Internet, the most obvious of which is that just about every man woman and child on the planet can put up whatever they want without the interference of editors or publishers, and without the need for a distribution channel.  This blog entry is unlikely to find its way into Dymocks stores, for example. This is another reason to keep the clueless away from the ‘net.  Trying to filter has become an impossible task.  Not nearly impossible, just impossible.

“too many internet libertarians and industry spokespeople cover up their refusal to countenance any sort of regulation by insisting that it won’t work.” Dude, it won’t work.  Truly. I know Academia loves to masturbate over issues like this, but I have work to do.  Since it is impossible, you may as well have a community debate about making it mandatory for men to grow a third testicle.  If that’s your idea of fun, knock yourself out but don’t be surprised if I don’t turn up to your onanistic debating club.

“The Government is currently commissioning trials to see how effective filters can be.” Let me save you the time and money. For those of you who are dumb-asses that should stay off the net, let me try to explain how filtering works.  There are a few main approaches to filtering web sites:

  1. Blacklisting.  Compile a big list of “bad” sites.  Any new ones that get reported (it won’t be long before Christian groups have this blacklisted) are added to the list.  There is a problem in that one moron on MySpace could get the whole site blacklisted if the list maintainer is not careful (i.e. is a public servant). This is still probably the most effective and least obtrusive form of blocking, but it requires a trained human being to evaluate every single site reported as bad.
  2. Whitelisting.  The worst solution – block every web-site in the world unless it has been checked and approved by your caring government first.
  3. Content inspection.  This is what the government will be using, I can more-or-less guarantee.  Software looks at web pages and tries to spot illegal or pornographic sites by parsing the text, and analysing the pictures.  Parsing text is fraught with problems, and leads to things like this. How, from a programmatic standpoint, can you determine the difference between a “pro-anorexia” web-site, and someone who is trying to stop them?  The text contains all the same buzz-words, and are more similar in style than they would like to admit. Analysing pictures is a slow process requiring a lot of computational power, and vastly more prone to error than text parsing.  There have been a number of schemes developed, for example calculating the percentage of the photo containing skin tones, but this stuff mostly fails miserably in real world applications. Skin-tones vary from white (Japanese Geisha) through pinks, tans, browns and near blacks, and with the number of camera angles and zooms available determining the shapes of naughty parts is unbelievably tricky.  My sister-in-law wrapped all her Christmas presents this year in dark brown and pink.  Sorry, but you won’t be able to see my holiday photos next year as some retarded piece of code determined it was a Negro woman masturbating in a forest.  This software will generally have about 10% false positives, that is one in ten pages you visit will be wrongly blocked.  Given the February 2007 estimate of 29.7 billion extant web pages, that would mean almost 3 billion pages you should be able to see but can’t.  More worryingly about 5% of sites which should be blocked will sail through the filters unhindered, and believe me once the porn-mongers find out which ones don’t get blocked, they will emulate them in very short order. The number of unblocked porn sites will sky-rocket.  The number of incorrectly blocked good sites will never be significantly reduced; even if they get whitelisted, new incorrectly blocked pages will proliferate.

Bottom line is filtering will a) slow down the Internet (and I mean a LOT), b) block literally billions of perfectly OK web pages, and c) not stop porn. What part of this is a good thing? Tell me again why you want a debate now?

Any vendor that could come up with a fast, accurate system of blocking bad stuff on the Internet could name his price.  I’m serious.  A lot of vendors will claim they can do that, but even for small installations (a house or small business) the results are pretty poor.  Scaled up to a larger corporation the results could be better or worse, depending on the budget, “cluefulness”, and diligence of the IT staff.  When you scale that up to an entire nation, you’re going to be watching how slow your emails are downloading, even with your new 12Mbps connection, and wishing for the good old internet days, when a Christmas tree was just a Christmas tree.

“Clive Hamilton is Churls Spurt Professor of Public Toilets at the Centre for Applied Philately and Pubic Ethnics, ANUS” Fair enough then.  That explains quite a bit.  I could go on but I’m out of time and patience.  If I keep going now it will just start to turn nasty.

BTW: I’m mad as hell at this stupidity, and I am going to try like buggery to get to the December 13 protest in Sydney.  I advise you do the same, because once the filters come in I will be the one reading YOUR email.

World Youth Molestation Day

O.K.  I seem to have gone into accidental semi-retirement here, but something happening in my own back yard has roused me from my blissful slumber.  World Youth Day 2008: Bringing Paedophile Priests and Youth Together.  Catchy slogan that.  Apparently the pope is going to apologise for letting the clergy fuck our children for so long.  Isn’t that nice of him, especially since both he and George Pell have previously been caught covering up this abuse.  Nice.

But apart from the rampant molestation of children that is happening in Sydney as I type this, my prediction is that WYD will also result in hundreds if not thousands of unwanted teen pregnancies.  Lets face it, you put a few hundred thousand young people together, and you are going to get fucking.  Lots and lots of pimply papist pupae porking.  Being Catholics may stop them using contraception, but since they are still (nominally) human, there will be shagging, my friends.  Sex in the Sydney streets. Catholic coitus. God-botherer gang bangs. Mark my words.

Of course the more cynical among you may suspect that this is exactly why Pope Bendydick and his venereal Vatican have planned World Youth Day in the first place – to kick-start the begatting. Well, that and the supply of fresh faced fodder for fetishist Fathers. I for one am against this disgrace. Bah humbug.

He’s at it again

The REAL major is at it again. He does this every election, and his rants are always amusing (see them here), so below is the latest gab-fest between John-Wayne Witt (in the BLUE corner) and Major B.A. MacLaren (in the RED corner). It all starts with John-Wayne sending a pair of innocent enough links to BA. Enjoy!

JWW:

http://www.theregister.co.uk/2007/11/16/drinking_terror/
http://www.schneier.com/crypto-gram-0711.html#1

BAM:

Before the year is out Witt, I will be reporting YOU.
I will be reporting YOU to MYSELF.
I will investigate YOU and advise MYSELF that YOU have something to hide.
I will beat the truth out of YOU.
YOU will be taken outside and shot by ME.

JWW:

Take YOUR medication, before the NURSE has to forcibly sedate you again…

BAM:

I hope to medicate you with something mighty Witt. You will beg and you will scream for mercy and you will be awed by it’s power.

JWW:

I’m glad to see you are finally using my preferred moniker “Mighty Witt”, but you seem to have left out a comma. And I’ve told you before, leave your shrivelled antediluvian genitalia in your pants. No one is interested in it.

BAM:

YOU FILTHY PERVERT. I can call on The Redeemer at any time to turn your foul tongue to sponge.

JWW:

Sure, set your invisible attack monster on me. I’m not afraid. And how would spongifying my tongue stop me from typing? You really are pathetic.

BAM:

The joke is on YOU Witt you short-sighted buffoon. I have all eternity to watch your torment from afar. No fingers AND no tongue if I so will it. No heroin to take away your agonies. I am looking forward to seeing you suffer prawn.

JWW:

That’s the sort of “man” you are isn’t it Private. You enjoy watching others suffer. There’s a name for that you know: Sadism. The word derives from your hero the Marquis de Sade, and you grow more like him with each passing minute.

Thankfully you are now too weak to ever deliver on the feeblest of your threats, so I am not worried. Consider the lilies….

BAM:

I will only be considering one thing you grape and that is your tombstone. Your suffering will be long if I have any say in it. I will give and I will take and I will give and I will take and I will damn well take. Don’t flatter yourself Vitt(sic). I would have done the same for De Saad(sic), if given the chance.

JWW:

You want to give it to de Sade? You are perverted beyond anything I could have imagined. Perhaps there is a spot for you in “Pervert of the Week”. Perhaps you could also consider using grammar in future rants. Honestly, commas don’t bite! Besides Jesus & I agree: YOU ARE WRONG

Blessed are the merciful,
For they shall obtain mercy.
Blessed are the peacemakers,
For they shall be called sons of God.
Blessed are those who are persecuted for righteousness’ sake,
For theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are you when they revile and persecute you, and say all kinds of evil against you falsely for My sake.
Rejoice and be exceedingly glad, for great is your reward in heaven, for so they persecuted the prophets who were before you.

BAM:

YOU have put yourself beyond all redemption Vitt. You inhabit a wasteland where nothing decent would want to live. All tenets of wholesomeness and mercy and forgiveness are suspended. Read your bible Witt (and the CORRECT version at that) and see that The Lord authorises termination with extreme prejudice against the top-shelf sinner. There is nowhere to hide you bile. You can try misquoting God and taking The Saviour out of context, but you are only making things worse for yourself.

Come Saturday, you will once again become familiar with that feeling of everlasting despair. Your Commie mates are being flushed down the bilge of history and your smirking cadaver will no doubt require The Lord’s plunger to despatch such a putrid mass of fat in it’s wake.

Major B.A MacLaren – 9th Division (Retired)

JWW:

I asked Jesus, and he says you should take a chill pill dude. He also told me that not one person on Earth is beyond redemption, and that he gives out “get into heaven free” passes to ALL sinners who ask for them. I grabbed a small bundle of them just in case, but I’m not giving you one – you will have to ask Jesus yourself.

Jesus wanted to know where in His book you saw the expression “terminate with extreme prejudice”. He says he’s going to remove that from the next re-print. He can do it too.

See you in heaven, oh except YOU won’t be there. See you FROM heaven.

BAM:

Your mockery of the word of The Lord is duly noted for future and dedicated punishment you pansy. You are yours only worship what comes out of The Necronomicon or The Koran or The Tibetan Book of the Dead. You won’t find those “sacred” texts anywhere but in the the toilet in paradise. The chances of Jesus ever engaging you in conversation are not likely. Perhaps: “Depart from me ye Cursed”?

(At this point JWW decided to ignore the Major for a while, in the hope that he would shut up. Didn’t work! – ed)

BAM:

No response Witt my deluded sock of a boy?

It was to be expected. I am retiring for the evening to meet with colleagues at my club. You have taken up your accustomed position face down on the carpet.

If you feel to need to resume your spiteful diatribe after a big evening of reefer and anger at today’s defeat, then do.

The world is as it is.

Major B.A MacLaren – 9th Division (Retired)

BAM:

So it looks like Private Witt has failed to heed the call of reveille yet again?

An opium haze can last for days, so I have doubts about hearing from you again in the near future son. For whatever reason, you have gone to ground and avoided the tough questions from his inquisitor.

BAM:

Still fumbling for that first reefer cigarette to start the day Vitt? Take your time my boy. I’VE been up and about seen 0430 going about The Lord’s work. My regimen will be half done before you crawl to the surface.

Now Witt, a very great man has departed God’s green earth. He was a great hero in every way and only made one mistake in his lifetime: an error which I have forgiven as it was under dire circumstances. Unlike yourself, I have that capacity. I don’t blame my parents, teachers, government, doctor or bloody GURU for everything that’s gone wrong in my life and the larger world. The Marharishi isn’t here to HELP you Witt. He wants your rupee’s to buy comely young men for his sick ashram of perversion. It’s about time you realised that and stopped being a fool among fools.

Drink this up like it is your first brandy of the morning Witt. Take a deep draught of a manly man’s life and it just MIGHT do you some good:

http://ap.google.com/article/ALeqM5gvJsbczhO_rTicOU5jSDR-eabZtAD8T1KH7G5

JWW:

Good Lord man, I have certainly whipped you up into a froth this morning. You’re like Satan’s own Cappuccino!

As for “tough questions” from my “inquisitor”, the only questions I can see in your last 4 mails are: “Perhaps: “Depart from me ye Cursed?”, “Still fumbling for that first reefer cigarette to start the day Vitt?”, “No response Witt my deluded sock of a boy?” and “So it looks like Private Witt has failed to heed the call of reveille yet again?” None of these are tough, so I’ll answer them for you now:

  • Jesus & I have been looking through the book of life. Bad news BA, you’re not in there,
  • I don’t smoke. Not even Reefer,
  • No, I had better things to do than respond to the inane blather of a mentally incompetent baboon, and
  • Reveille is for losers. The kind of brutal thugs that itch to kill other humans at any opportunity, even one as feeble as a “war” perpetrated by corrupt politicians to further their own self-interests.

Now that your morning regimen is complete, why don’t you go have a nice lie down somewhere shady, and wait for the nurse to bring you morning tea. If you were wondering why nobody ever visits you in the Shady Palms Retirement Home for the Criminally Insane, I would be happy to tell you: you, sir, are a miserable old curmudgeon, a joyless husk of a “man” who lost his ability to reason somewhere in the fog of history. You have all the compassion of a shark in a feeding frenzy. Please die.
BAM:

Well, Well, Well – our spiteful little man is awake and screaming at the sky in futility.

As always, your outrageous fictions bring amusement to me. Your insults are like a gentle breeze across my moustache Witt: negligible matter that affects me not. Funnily enough, your drug-addled descriptions of me sound very much like your own palsied self. Perhaps I have underestimated your self-awareness and your base animal ability to instinctively respond to what is innate to your hippie species? But really, it is just instinct. The cockroach feels threatened so it hides and cowers. Sometimes it bites but not with any real force. It’s all bluster and all a manly man has to do is stamp down on the vermin to put it out of it’s misery.

Only 3 more days Witt. Then you and your filthy red homosexual fascists can take refuge in deadly reefer for another 3 years. Your denials of all my proven accusations give me a great big joyful bell(sic) laugh. There won’t be free kaftans on every street corner THIS year. The Leader is seeing to it. Get a haircut you bedraggled ostrich and be a man for one act of your tawdry play.

Time for reefer madness I’d say. You are sounding more defeated with each infantile and impossibly shrill rant.

Major B.A MacLaren – 9th Division (Retired)

JWW:

Dear Major,

Since you enjoy gentle breezes on your moustache, I must remember to break wind next time you’re KISSING MY HAIRY ARSE!

But humour aside, the day you actually prove one of your inane accusations, I will happily march off to meet my maker. I’ll jump in a pine box and head for boot hill. You are a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.

Frankly, the fact that you underestimated me (and continue to do so) does not surprise me, I have blogged on this fact before. The fact you ADMIT it is, however, new.

And I hate to burst your bubble, but hippies (of which I am NOT one) are the same species as you. Admittedly, they are better specimens than you, but the same species nonetheless. It wouldn’t surprise me if someone in your own family was a hippy, your own flesh and blood.

The only way John Howard can win this election is if he’s managed to rig the electoral system. Are you trying to tell me in your usual garbled, ham-fisted fashion that you have inside information on an election rigging scheme? I would love to hear the details.

It must be nearly your nap time now, so go have a cup of tea, a Bex and a good lie down. Just remember that tea and Bex are both drugs too…

BAM:

As usual your crude personal insults wilt in the blast furnace of my theological mastery. One day you will take instruction from me man to man. On that day boy, your blood-red reefer eyes will be opened to true magnificence. When you see it you will marvel and praise The Lord.

Until then Witt, rest up and enjoy your dwindling supply of crack. When The Leader emerges fresh and ready for action on Sunday, your time will have come. As you are no doubt supine by now though, it will be late morning before you read this and bite your girlish lip in frustration at another futile day of existence in my glow.

Josiah has sent a telegram to say he has slain another high ranking enemy with his renowned head-shot. The cowardly Mohommadans(sic) are on the run Witt and another conflict will have been decisively decided in our favour, as if there could ever be any doubt. The beautiful sound of the Lee-Enfield is echoing all over the mountains of that soon to be joyous nation. I wish I was there to share the spoils of battle with the heroes.

Soon you will fry prawn, just like our Enemy of Enemies. We will STEW you and serve you up as evidence of the defeat of the dirty swine hippy/beatnik/Rastafarian/guru/moslamic(sic) alliance that dared to stand briefly before the majesty of our arms.

BAM:Once again the morning is half over and the bold Witt is speechless. Perhaps if one of the other squatters helps you remove the vomit from your throat then you can rise from all-fours? Then again, most Christian human beings would recognise that you really have never risen to walking on two feet in your entire flyspeck of an existence.

Wake up and smell the napalm Witt. Two more days and The Leader’s bell will toll for thee. Now I must get on with my regimen. I distribute How To Vote cards this morning and am instructing the public in a newfangled “shopping-mall” exactly how to go about it. I will NOT be tolerating any dissent. Anyone who follows ME in a rabbit costume had better enjoy passing buckshot for the rest of their sad life.

BAM:http://www.smh.com.au/news/people/former-skynyrd-drummer-jailed/2007/11/21/1195321827667.html

Another one down Witt! By God before the year is out YOU will be registered on that list pervert. So how will you cope with THIS news?

Get out of bed, get into a uniform and be a man! That’s the way out of your problem chum. I can make a man out of you any day of the week except Sunday.

BAM:

Whilst we are discussing failed heroes of yours Witt, it is 10 years since that dog Hutchence took his last breath. I’ll bet a decade with the Lord of Darkness has cooled his auto-erotic-axphysiation(sic) problem.

The Lord woke from THE DEAD on the 3rd day, you can’t even get out of bloody bed before early afternoon. You rot my socks pervert.

BAM:

I am truly pleased to have a meek & submissive Witt cowering at my shirtfront.

Think on THIS my much mellowed penitent:

http://www.smh.com.au/news/national/deadly-gypsy-hackers-jailed/2007/11/23/1195753276611.html

Also, I will be taking legal action against the filthy hippie plagiarists noted HERE:

http://www.bant-shirts.com/kills-fascists-t-shirt.htm

JWW:

“And yes, once or twice I’ve had to fight –
but when a fascist hits a poet, the poet’s doing something right!”

– Attila the Stockbroker, My Poetic Licence

BAM:
Let this be the last foolish thing you write to me John now that you are mine.

The nation will have grown a new leg by Sunday morning and luckily you have prostrated yourself before the Leader just in time.

A great victory over barbarians is the 2nd greatest feeling a manly man can have.

Major B.A MacLaren – 9th Division (Retired)

(Then came election night. This is where things got weird. Well, weirder than normal. The following messages were recieved via SMS text messages during the election results coverage- ed)

BAM:
THE LEADER WILL KHLL
(sic) YOU STONE DEAD YOU FOUL HONOSEXUAL(sic) HIPY(sic) FuDKWITT(sic)

BAM:

Fug(sic) you WITt(sic) you evil comie(sic) prevert(sic)

BAM:

Bacl(sic) to Ceylon tonight yo inking(sic) nazi witt(sic). I will burn their fuckhg(sic) Lodge soonas(sic) I ARrive(sic) you PANSY its(sic) not the last you’ve head(sic) of Major BA Maclaren yo u(sic) abbo lover

Well, there you have it. For those of you who do not follow Australian politics, the Major’s “Leader” (John Howard a.k.a. George W. Bush’s yapping lap-dog) was resoundingly trounced in the election. A victory for reason over fear. Perhaps now the Major will shut the hell up.

Pervert of the Green

Stealing can be justified in extreme circumstances: to feed or save your family, to exact retribution of the wicked, or if a film has product placements for more than 30 different brands (like “I am Legend” or “The Bourne Ultimatum” does).

Stealing a flag-pole however is NEVER justified. Stealing a flag-pole IN THE NUDE just crosses so many lines that my head is spinning.

Bend over, and I’ll show you a place you can hide your ill gotten gains….

Pervert of the Silver Screen

I don’t know who Ang Lee is.  Perhaps he’s related to Harper Lee.  Either way, he is my pervert of the week, thanks to his new film, Lust, Caution. While the title sounds like it might be a good morality tale, the movie actually comes with warnings: “doctors have warned movie-goers not to try some of the more ambitious sexual positions featured in the uncut version of the film.”

Frankly I would be encouraging these amorous acrobats to have at it with abandon.  When they all end-up in wheel-chairs, perhaps they will see the folly of following their every libidinous urge.

Pervert of the Election

This really burns my goat. I like the Family First Partys’ strongly Christian based policies, but have they NO vetting process? Do they allow any drunken pervert off the street to join up willy-nilly (with the emphasis on the willy)? This hedonistic buffoon seems to have come from nowhere to torpedo Family Firsts’ hitherto untarnished reputation. He should be hung, drawn, and quartered, then interred in a land-fill somewhere. Perhaps now Family First will adopt the enforced temperance policy I suggested, and start testing all their candidates for booze and drugs on a daily basis. You KNOW it makes sense.

P.E.R.V.A.G.E.D.D.O.N. . . N.O.W!

YiEEEEEEE. Iä, Shub-Niggurath! THIS is IT! PERVAGEDDON! The FINAL BATTLE between PERVERSION and DECENCY! Yog-Sothoth! The LORD has seen fit to RAPTURE the following perverts:

And let us not forget the de-swirling of the Perverts Pervert – MISTER SWIRLY FACE. Rot in hell pig.

I WARNED YOU. If you are not right with the LORD your time is UP! Pack your bathers because by midnight you will be swimming in the LAKE OF FIRE.

Perversion begets perversion

For some time now, I feel like all this has been building to something. No I feel like it’s almost here… five minutes to midnight, if you will. Just below the surface, bubbling away. Slinking, lurking, skulking. The anticipation is almost palpable. Perverts like this and this and this, are all leading to something. Something BIG. You may mock me if you wish (no, on second thought, you MAY NOT mock me), but the clouds are about to burst forth and release a deluge not seen since the great flood. You have been warned!

Pervert of the week

Some people are just born perverts.  Why else would the parents of Stephen Strange have named him thus? Surely they must have known their little baby boy would grow up, thanks mainly to their eschewing of corporal punishment, to be a pervert of the highest order.  This freak has a penchant for peeping tomfoolery.  If I catch him spying on the sunbathers in my village, I’ll stake the little weasel out on the sand during crab mating season.  Just see if I won’t!

Pervert of the wheel

Drunk, naked and behind the wheel of a small automobile. That’s no way to go through life. I would have thought this was self-evident, however some people apparently need a little reminder. God made the English weather cold to prevent this type of lewdness in his chosen people. I think car heaters should be banned immediately- that would stop naked perverts from cruising the the streets at all hours of the night. And maybe some kind of high-tech device that prevents the car from starting unless it detects a suit and tie (or twin-set and pearls) behind the steering wheel. Oh, I forgot – high-tech buffoonery only works in the service of SATAN!