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A woman of calibre? Yeah, bite me, Tony

In feminism, oxygen thieves, politics on May 8, 2013 at 8:00 am

I do wonder just what the Leader of the Opposition means by ‘a woman of calibre’. To what, exactly, should I be aspiring?

Clearly, Mrs LOTO is the most obvious role model I should be emulating. Must be. TAbbott wouldn’t have married a woman who lacked calibre, would he?

Should I convert to Catholicism, I wonder? Perhaps join the Young Liberals?

Gosh, maybe I need to boost my educational credentials. Try for that Rhodes Scholarship?

Get my virginity surgically restored? Renounce my sexuality? Join a convent?

Shut my mouth? Cross my legs? Walk three paces behind?

Fuck you, Tony Abbott. Fuck you and the 18th century misogynistic foxhole you crawled out of.


Oh the joys of being an ex-hack

In about me, fail, Gold Coast, media, oxygen thieves on May 6, 2013 at 10:44 pm

Had a bit of arseclownery float my way a couple of days ago.

Some genius anonymous blogger who thinks of himself (or herself, come to think of it) as a bit of a crusader for freedom of speech, or the press, or bloggers, or something, in the city I used to call home, managed to mistake me for someone who was apparently giving him (or her) some grief over some gibberish he (or she) had written.

Proceeded to slag me off on their ever-so brave anonymous blog. Knew what I used to do for a living, knew where I work now. Called me the Fat Controller. Oh, that’s so smart and clever.

Hilarious. Anyway, I was tipped off by a friend who had stumbled across this rant and I contacted the arseclown involved and pointed out that (a) I’d never known he (or she) existed, (b) never read their blog, and (c) didn’t care enough about the doings in my former city to write a response, so what was his (or her) game?

I also pointed out that he (or she) had been stupid enough not only to mistake me for someone who gave a rip but had managed to defame me and my totally unconnected current employer as well, and perhaps he (or she) might want to have a rethink of their ever-so brave strategy.

Funnily enough, this morning the anti-me rant had completely disappeared of his (or her) ever-so brave anonymous blog. It was as if it had never happened.

Good thing I kept a screenshot of it, eh? You know, just in case … *winks*

Arseclown.

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It’s not easy being green

In oxygen thieves, politics on April 29, 2013 at 8:05 am

It’s an indication of my total depression over Australian politics that I am contemplating voting Green in the coming Federal Election.

I’ve voted Labor for 30 years. I loved Gough when I was 7. I heckled a National Party state minister during a school visit when i was 15 and surrounded by teachers. I heckled Joh Bjelke-Petersen during a public meeting after the ’74 floods, aged 9.

And now I’m thinking about voting for a minority party with no chance of winning a majority but with every chance of being the only ones with genuine, ideals-driven policies.

I’m so depressed with and disappointed in Julia Gillard’s ALP. I’m an Emily’s List member and honestly, I want nothing more than for this all to be a convoluted plan backed by Gillard’s innate deal-making genius. But the longer this drags on the more it looks like one disaster after another.

Tony Abbott is going to be Prime Minister of Australia. If that isn’t an indication of how completely bereft our political landscape is right now, I don’t know what is.

God help us all. Here’s hoping the Greens are up to keeping his arrogance and ignorance in check.

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By golly, there’s some crap talked about ANZAC Day

In history, oxygen thieves on April 25, 2013 at 10:22 pm

It has to be said that ANZAC Day is one of my favourite Australian holidays. It used to be one that I hated.

When I was a teenager (read: ignorant and arrogant) I loathed the whole concept, because I thought it was glorifying war. My silly adolescent brain had not yet grasped the concept of being able to respect, honour, admire and thank the servicemen and women without thinking that war was a good idea.

I can’t be sure when that changed for me — when it suddenly occurred that not one person marching or applauding or wearing their grandad’s medals actually thinks war is a good idea.

The only people who think wars are a good idea are the ones making money from it … the arms dealers, and a certain kind of politician who makes money from arms dealing. Dick Cheney, i’m looking at you.

There was a lot of shit talked on Twitter today about ANZAC Day. A lot of shit talked by a few so-called intellectuals, feminists, small-l liberals who think they have a superior take on the concept.

I won’t name them. You’d only have to look through my twitter feed to see who i called an arseclown today. There’ll be a few — there usually are — but you’ll figure it out if you’re that interested.

The point is, these ‘smart’ people seem to have an adolescent-like blockage when it comes to ANZAC Day. Apparently it’s a celebration of killing and rape and the suppression of women.

Arguing with this particular band of ‘intellectuals’ is a pointless waste of time. One or two of them respond very badly to being disagreed with. They usually resort to meanness and belittling, and eventually, personal abuse.

As someone said in response to a particularly offensive piece of ‘intellectual’ anti-ANZAC arseclownery: “My grandfather fought for your right to say whatever bullshit you like, and my right to tell you you’re a fucking moron. Win/win.”

Can’t say it better than that.

I hope your ANZAC Day was the peace-filled, thankful, respectful day you wanted it to be. Mine certainly was.

Thanks for your service, all you past, present and future Australian soldiers, sailors and airmen and women.


Things under my skin, Part 1 … Cardinal George Pell

In about me, gay rights, oxygen thieves, religion on November 23, 2012 at 3:39 pm

Cardinal George Pell … Pic: Anthony Johnson, Fairfax

The Catholic Church really knows how to pick a leader, doesn’t it?

Described in The Age today by the father of an allegedly abused child as showing a ‘sociopathic lack of empathy, typifying the attitude and response of the Catholic hierarchy’, old Pelly has been everything that’s wrong with the Catholic Church for way too long in this country.

As a person of the gay persuasion, I’ve been the target of Pelly’s hatred for quite the time already, so it comes as no surprise to me that the bloke has a tin ear, iron heart and medieval brain.

Why wouldn’t he? Those three characteristics could be used to describe the Catholic Church in general, no?

I’m not Catholic, I should point out. I did, however, spend 10 very, VERY happy years as part of a Catholic community in Brisbane, thanks to my membership in a theatre group called The Ignatians. Based under St Ignatius Church, at Toowong, the Iggies nurtured me, entertained me, educated me, supported me and gave me untold joy for a long time.

As nice a bunch of people as you would ever want to meet. The first adult I came out to was an elder of St Ignatius, a woman with infinite love in her heart. The parish priest, Father Greg was a pragmatic, kind, generous man who supported the theatre group endlessly against the more conservative members of the congregation. When he left, his replacement was everything he wasn’t … cold, rigid, unwilling to listen. Hard as nails. Complete bastard.

In one sense it was a good thing that my life was moving on and I had little to do with him after about six months or so, because the man had a way of making me feel like I was nothing, nobody.

Pelly has the same effect on me, and I’ve never met the man. I only have to read or hear his words and I feel a rage and hurt well up in me that is really hard to describe.

All I want from the Royal Commission is for the Catholic Church, at least in this country, to be brought into the same realm of humanity as the rest of us. Made to answer. Made to act.

And if Pelly got the arse, that would be an added bonus.


I heart Nancy Pelosi

In fail, feminism, oxygen thieves, politics, video on November 16, 2012 at 9:38 pm

Watch as a totally clueless young male reporter gets schooled on the gentle art of gender politics.

Why doesn’t Mitch McConnell ever get asked that question?

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The best haunted toaster video you will EVER see

In funny, oxygen thieves, video on November 13, 2012 at 2:38 pm

*giggling like a loon*

Thanks to Paul Verhoeven who posted this on Twitter a couple of days back.

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See these rocks?

In about me, oxygen thieves, travel on October 22, 2012 at 9:29 pm

These rocks hate me.

They are on one of my very favourite beaches, down in the Broken Head Nature Reserve. But last Tuesday, these rocks were not my friend.

Base over apex, arse over tit … put it how you like, but I went backwards down the rocks into a pool. Awesome.

Scrapes and bruises were the sum of it … had a CT scan and a an x-ray or two to make sure, but damn I’m a walking bruise.


Farcical men’s pole vault … tanking by another name

In fail, london, oxygen thieves, sport on August 8, 2012 at 10:57 pm

Shame, pole vaulters, shame.

What a bloody farce. For those of you avoiding the Olympic dramafest, let me fill you in. The qualifying rounds of the men’s pole vault were on tonight, including defending Olympic champion, our own Steve Hooker.

The automatic qualifying height was 5.70m, but they never got there, because despite the conditions being that only 12 were to progress to the final, with 17 competitors left and nobody yet over 5.60m, the competitors, led by Hooker, decided to tell the officials that they didn’t want to continue and that everyone left should go through to the final.

The officials resisted the first time and made some clear 5.60m until there were 14 left, but then Hooker et al did it again, packed up their spikes and poles and called it a day.

Hooker, who has been in notoriously jittery form the past year or so, only made one vault, clearing 5.50m and therefore made the final without having to risk embarrassment.

I call bullshit on the whole deal.

If this isn’t tanking, what the hell is, ladies and gents??

If you’re Joe Bloggs, forking out a small fortune for tickets to the athletics and could only afford one session and particularly wanted to see the pole vault, you’d be well jacked off about now, and rightly so.

And where the hell are the officials? Out the back trying to grow a spine, I suspect. How do a group of spoiled, entitled athletes get to dictate the rules of the game?

Jane Fleming was blatting on in commentary, wondering why on earth they would want to stop vaulting.

It’s obvious, Jane. The less they have to risk failing, the happier they are, clearly.

Never mind your higher, faster, stronger bullshit. Never mind entertaining the paying public. Never mind giving the nation’s taxpayers their money’s worth. Never mind your bloody stupid Olympic ideals.

No, no. If they can get through to the Olympic final by talking their way into it instead earning it with their athletic ability, then hell, yeah, they’re going to do it.

Pathetic, guys. Just pathetic.

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Pissweak, USA. Weak. As. Piss.

In fail, oxygen thieves, politics on July 22, 2012 at 1:46 pm

And so it’s on again. The endless pundit-led chest-beating and horrified calls to action on the left and long silences and carefully worded expressions of sorrow and regret on the right of US politics.

A bloke legally buys four guns and 6000 rounds of ammunition, walks into a packed cinema and kills 12 and wounds over 50, booby-traps his own apartment to kill as many as possible and then doesn’t even have the good grace to kill himself at the end of it.

And once again, the United States of America, in the name of their perverted, corrupted liberties, WILL DO FUCK ALL ABOUT IT.

Don’t talk to me, Americans, about how it’s the government and not you. Or it’s the gun lobby and not you. Or it’s the Constitution and not you. It’s all about you.

It’s about you and your unwillingness to get out and protest, be an activist, take action, vote, boycott, and otherwise inconvenience yourselves.

The NRA is powerful because you let them be. The politicians are powerless because you let them be.

Innocent people are being killed by ridiculous weapons BECAUSE YOU LET THEM BE.

Take a look around the world, America … Among the world’s 23 wealthiest countries, 80 percent of all gun deaths are American deaths and 87 percent of all kids killed by guns are American kids.

According to NationMaster Australia has had 59 homicides by firearms this year. The USA has had 9,369. Yes, your population is 14 times the size of ours. But your homicide by firearm rate is 127 times ours.

Why do you think that it is, Americans. BECAUSE YOU LET IT BE.

Grow up, will you?

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