Graphical Manipulations #73: Fraudbullery, Eleventyismusisms, Lies, A Rampaging Rat, Surf’s Up And Murkliness!

It’s been a busy week and, despite the shrouds of deceit and deception lying over just about anything related to the governance of Australia, the tasty bits continue to trickle through the semi-opaque wall of NO Coalition obfuscation.  Presented to us by those who think that our memories resemble those of a goldfish – or maybe they just don’t care what we think of them?

A SLIGHT DIVERGENCE:  Last week featured a GM related to the upcoming unemployment of many and the difficulty of finding a seat at Centrelink.  Tres amusing was the thought.  Well, yours truly visited such a place last week to hand in a few updates to an interested government who like to keep a close eye on the coming and goings of the Aussie dollar from the bank accounts of the retired and semi self-funded (thank GOD!!)  The TG refers to self-funded.

First trip.  A forty-five minute wait to provide some details at my local, as was requested by God knows where.  Time spent in contact with helpful Centrelink person; about five minutes to be told that they’d have to be sent to God knows where, plus advice that I’d be needing more details.  Following day, details safely ensconced in pocket with ambition to hand in at front desk, cruelly destroyed by helpful front office greet person who said that I’d have to see someone and, because it was just a handover, they put me in THE EXPRESS QUEUE!  WOW I THOUGHT!  Thirty-five minutes later get to see another helpful Centrelink person who after checking the details say they’ll take a copy and send them GOD KNOWS WHERE!  I’m not complaining about the service, what I am complaining about is that Centrelink is obviously over-paperitised over-bureaucratised, and under people resourced.  And this is just the local Centrelink that services a council of about 67,000 people.  So if our NO Coalition government is intent on further reducing services to the taxpayers of this country might I respectfully suggest that you DON’T CUT CENTRELINK you bunch of Neolithic nongs!!

Now back to the game!  It’s always delightful when Malcolm Fraudbull ventures forth with his gravitastic sincerity and tries to defend the indefensible. Thanks Malcolm;

Collective Fraudbull

And also when Mr Eleventy ventures forth to tell those frivolous spendthrift Australians that the good times are over and that it’s time for them to take some personal responsibility. Yeh, right Joe;

Tell Em Joe

Then to top it all off, along comes our favourite Jubya Abbott to tell us that there’s going to be a bit (‘bit’ used advisedly) of pain in the upcoming budget.  But, there will be some purpose in it;

Painful Abbott

Frustrated and angry that he’d been shortly shrifted and given only three measly snippets of sharp riposte last week, the Rat came scuttling back intent on getting his fair share of the graphicals this time around.  Julie Bishop impressed;

Bishop apology Rat

As did the lurking and perking of the government audit commissioners;

Lurks n purks rat

Ratty was particularly impressed with the duplicity of the government with regard to just who’s entitled to what;

Raffertys rule Rat

And what entitlement is relevant to who;

The drought rat

And to the not entirely unexpected ‘let’s bash the unions’ and divert the hoi polloi from the real purpose of this government.  It’s almost like the Roman senate calling for sand for the arena for the games rather than food to feed the people.  Nothing like a good diversion, eh?;

Union Rort Rat

And the rats mirth finally reached its apogee with Antony Green and;

Senate disaster Rat

And whilst Canberra burnt under the noonday sun, our leader remained relaxed and comfortable;

Surfing Abbott

There was another GM of The Carefree Surfer that dealt with wishful thinking.  However, under the present circumstances, it was thought appropriate to hold it over for another time.

And finally, this little graphic suitably manipulated seemed to sum it all up;

White lies


Afterthought:  This NO Coalition Government is trashing the good standing of Australia.  It cares little about its people in its fanatical pursuit of ultra-conservative ideology.  It is using the weapons of minority xenophobia, the secret fears and uncertainty of the general public and blatant propaganda, aided by a complaisant media, to turn this country into something is has never been – bigoted, racist, xenophobic, selfish, self-indulgent, self-obsessed, uncaring and a disgrace to all those things that have made Australia a great country! Tolerance, mateship, community, fairness, honesty and a love of freedom in both speech and expression!


Postscript:  All characters appearing in this work are entirely, and amazingly, fictitious.  Any resemblance to real persons, living, dead or in a zombie like state, is purely coincidental with an exceptionally high probability of being the construct of a deluded mind trying to grasp the true meaning of the political unreality of Australian politics, al la NO Coalition!  We can only gaze upon such greatness with wonderment!

About deknarf

Australian born and bred who has spent most of his working life in R&D and IP management with earlier forays in the newspaper industry and martial arts. Fortunate enough to be living in one of the best countries in the World, even though I might get grumpy with it from time to time.
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7 Responses to Graphical Manipulations #73: Fraudbullery, Eleventyismusisms, Lies, A Rampaging Rat, Surf’s Up And Murkliness!

  1. Tony: ‘Look…ah…what seems…ah… to be.. ahh… pissing them off?
    Minion: ‘They say that they have no jobs and no income and they can’t feed their families sire’
    Tony: Well…ah.. why don’t they…ah… have some of… ahh..that delicious neo-liberal..ah..cake?’


  2. Don’t worry D. Next time you visit, they’ll have probably taken all the seating out so that you’ll have to stand (many were doing this on my last visit), and slashed the number of staff under the auspices of cost cutting. What was that song by that guy Les Miserables? Oh yeah, ‘Can you hear the tumbrils rolling?’ 🙂 🙂 Clearly Tony can’t.


    • deknarf says:

      The tumbrils are only for the minions Edward. Phoney’s transported in an airconditioned, armour plated, luxury limousine. Can’t here much from inside one of those! ;-))


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