Little by Little, Bit by Bit. Roe 8 gets extended past Barnett’s use-by Date!

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The stultification of an entire population lost and confused from the disorientation brought about from the existential blast-wave of debt reduction that appears later as debt expansion is a bit of a bother.

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More, later…..

 

All the interesting stuff come out of disturbed minds. That just seems to be the way it turns out. It could be because those people find themselves with plenty of time to occupy themselves. Or is there some itch that can’t be scratched by normal human activity? I’m just a product trying to fit some modifications so I don’t turn into a lemon!

(Any continuity discrepancies can be attributed to the ‘Mandela Effect’ that has been interfering with my meteoric rise to Super-Stardom for some many years now. I used to think I was being targeted, at great expense to the secret services, for intense surveillance by hot air balloon for being an evil genius who cheats at sports by doping Dick Pound.).

I will continue this line of inquiry into iniquity when I feel a little more ego driven and have been repainted metallic blue.

Off to strum my banjo!

I’m back from my strumming the banjo and while I was strumming some thoughts came to mind.  We are feeling the effects of  being part of the completely manipulated economies controlled by banks, coordinated by Central banks who take orders from the Bank of International Settlements. (BIS). We’ve had our bubble in mining construction that was only made possible by the international capital flows initiated by the transnational banking system.

People have made the mistake of thinking that banking facilitates wealth creation when it’s an industry that probably  produces the most toxic substance known to human kind. That being debt owed to, effectively a single entity, the banking system.

No one in government will talk openly about this because to do so would let the cat out the bag as to how the system works. Most of us will allow ourselves to be distracted by all the emotional ‘hot button’ issues rather than on the central problem of regaining control over how our economies operate and grow. If we had a vibrant economy that was inclusive rather than exclusive most of our societal issues would evaporate. We don’t train our own so much now but rather import from overseas. That’s just one example off the top of my head. It’s trendy to blame the unemployed but to be honest with you the system offers no prospect of a bright future for most. Plus they are not so stupid as to believe jobs for the low skilled are enjoyable. Not like being employed in a politicians office. Not too many of those jobs running around for the unemployed.

Or underemployed who are being reduced in living standards while staying off the statistics that people pay attention to. We have armies of spin doctors telling us that the economy is in a transition. What a shallow and obvious observation that tells us nothing about how we are to survive this transition. Transition into what? Unless we open the flood-gates to overseas home buyers we wont get the boost in domestic construction.

In my mind I have drawn the conclusion that all our options look bad unless the banking system can do a system wide reset on debt. If not they have us completely at their mercy.

What would Jesus do?

However, I’m watching some videos that are completely flying in the face of Catholicism and we would all be wise to remember the Inquisition and recognize that the Catholic church was responsible for that. 

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The Voters Speak! Politicians Glisten! Covered In Bucket-Loads Of Self-Congratulatory Jism!

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Now legislation gets a multiple hand-job in the Senate!

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Just to give a contrast;

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I’m just a little burned after putting that one together so I’ll save the inevitable interminable commentary of wild speculation for another time! (Probably tomorrow)……

Colin rearranges his deck! (Ends up Butthurt!)

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You got to know when to throw in the towel.

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Back out front of house….

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Is it some thing that I said over such a long period of time that has led me to this place? As I said I’m being as consistent like, even though it would be more ‘expedient’ of me to throw all my hard thought ideology into the waste-paper basket of debt-based, and fear induced, fiat currency. Even though it has the full faith and military hardware to prove it, currency only wants to be seen as one of the boys, doing the rounds and collecting the goods!

Someone wants me to write something sensible on State politics but it aint going to be me! How can you when the population is mired in the impossibility of being anything to anyone and still unable to grasp the fundamentals of living in a fiscally inverted sand-bike velodrome. As explained to us in unfathomable detail by our political elders as they alternately spend and slash on the State’s dime.

You want to know what I really think about politics? Well, you’ll have to scroll down to the comments to see where I pick-up. I need to update this now and the comments will have to wait for a bit……

Oh brother! I’ve got the radio on at the moment and I’m sitting typing and flabbergasting at the immensity of the malfeasance, the obfuscation, the arrogant disregard, the stinking hubris born of a rabid and totally blown out of proportion sense of entitlement, the greed of those who are entrusted to not do such naughty stuff as to make B.B. shine in comparison to E.B.! Shine like a rusty nail jammed bloody and immensely dissatisfied that they have been used as some kind of extended metaphor in an scene not of their literary agents liking! Torn from their original meaning and cast like a worthless harlot into a harbor of as yet untested fluids. They lay there, jerking out sniggering tunes of labors lost and other electoral defeats.

Time will not be used to testify against any type of political promise by Col’s LNP. Time has been stripped of all it’s lateral movement and will now be known as a scalar quantity only divisible by the square root of 0.

If we can’t have that then,

Everyone needs to be brainwashed so that there is no more dissent and the poor and sick just accept their lot and go quietly into the night. Like they say in those books that the elite write about the poor, sick, and disabled. Knowing some of those sort of people it would seem that most are broken by the government systems they have to beg to in order to survive anyway, so it wont be hard to herd them into gas chambers. (quietly into the night means in a quick and orderly fashion you wil be transported to the occupied territories of Palestine where you will be given full Palestinian freedom to be shot, bombed, imprisoned, and summarily executed just like the rest of them because….well, because YOU’RE ALL TERRORISTS…Sieg-Heil!)

We have to face facts! We can’t afford the poor to be sick and disabled. It’s good that they remain poor and desperate not to upset the tiny island of stability they may have developed for themselves and their loved ones. (so no one will be getting any angry emails from any of those sort of people any time soon!)  But we can’t be spending a load of money and well, rich, peoples time on poor peoples health when we have wars to prosecute and places to bomb and collateral damage to make excuses for and banks to prop-up and subsidies to large corporations to give and favors to repay after being elected on a platform that is just a thin sheet of empty promises that turn out to be a deep, thick, and oozy covering of full-on Turn-Bull-Shit!

Remember! An uppity poor person is probably a terrorist who has recently received training from a number of disreputable I.S.I.S. service providers who have not gained the proper CIA accreditation and guidance ‘fact sheets’.

None of them will give you a valid provider number so you can get a government sponsored cover story!

Horserotovator has work to do so will bid you all adieu! He also hopes you understand the concepts of satire and irony because if you don’t, well, he has no idea himself so we’re all scratching our heads!

Jihaddy-Daddy Says: If you want to look at a non-threatening bowl of fruit, you’ve come to the wrong page!

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I was getting stuffy! I needed to break some barriers! Had to lance the boil and let the bloody pus run…….Normal people don’t do this…..Excuses!?! This is my excuse.

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After receiving thousands of emails inquiring demanding how soon I’d be removed from society, I realized that many thought Johnny couldn’t produce with any consistency…. Or did they? I immediately included them as the other participants in my therapy group. (I’m told recovery is impossible!)

Horserotovator has re-energized himself by falling into the not so insulated power-lines at Australia’s top secret and huge Nuclear Reactor situated 3 Km under ground at Pine-Gap and is now readying himself for the ticking-off by the president of the Universe who will later be visiting and promising to inflict help through the application of financial instruments, designed to asset strip everything they touch, upon the hapless citizens of Yarloop.

It’s all for love.

I’ll just keep on sloggin’!

 

The hidden Paradise in Cockburn Sound.

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Can you ‘sense’ Col marching up and down the street with the leaders of Daesh demanding the heads of his opponents?….. I can. I have my reasons….They would love to have me live my meager life in fear… They can go fuck themselves!

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Horserotovator has driven himself off-planet in an inarticulate expulsion of badly thought-out parallels with political events that, although not actually logically correct, will eventually be as real in the imaginations of the people as the yearning for a Big Mac and fries!

I, as an extension of God’s imagination, will now spend an extremely uncomfortable time attempting re-entry while trying not to spill the complementary sponge cake and piping hot ‘slopping’ syrup that they gave me at the check-out…..

“Oww!…..Fuck!……

1200 knock-backs one day. 12000000 Kick-backs the next! Not bad….(It’s a One Horserotovator Town cont.)

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This; http://www.abc.net.au/radionational/programs/backgroundbriefing/whats-sacred-now/6549614

Inspired this;

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The dominant paradigm disturbs me.

OK. Enough of my body. It is too much to have those pictures up there. Takes the focus off what I’m obviously here to do…..

Insult every aspect of modern life and the guilty characters in it as much as I can!

So let us continue with the trouble brewing at C.E.R.N……

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To be continued……..

I’m a bit serious about the donate button as things are tough in the richest State in the World.

Especially when you are considered an enemy of it. A bit melodramatic, I guess, but when you are vulnerable to the actions of the State in any essential service you tend to feel it’s cruel arbitrary nature. Predicated on the harsh realities of the wrong end of government deficit spending in a business cycle that has been deformed into a slave to servicing the bubbles blown by central banks and their private metastases (retail banking industry). All in an effort to save the financial industry no matter what the cost the the real economy it used to service rather than be the master of.

But these are changed times and the thinking that surrounds these conjuring tricks has become crippled by it’s sophistication that has broken down to sophistry and is now unable to justify it’s existence any more. Our debt burden has come to a point in this globalized financial market-place.

It is a statement of fact that when the LNP government here has financial problems the first and only thing they do is punish the symptom of the economic down-turn which is the unemployed and welfare depending individuals and families. They don’t stimulate because that just means more debt that has to be paid for. Under the present circumstances our collective debt being overwhelming because of the interest that has compounded on this debt over time.

You can’t get a straight answer out of government flunky economists because they are not only paid not to know they aren’t even taught that banks affect the economy at all in skool.

I can tell you all I’m SICK and TIRED of writing such doom and gloom but it’s what I see and what I know. You do NOT want to become dependent on a failing social security system because when you do you effectively loose your ability to complain because you have accepted the terms and conditions of that welfare assistance. When you get old that means you effectively become hidden from the view of the public that maybe horrified by the way the elderly have their dignity systematically stripped away from them as they are forced to comply with a care regime that is operated in an environment of inadequate funding leading to equipment failure or lack thereof. Add to all that the under staffing of care giving positions so that budgetary constraints can be complied with and you get a system that just cannot deliver a quality of life that most people would hope to expect when they are at their most vulnerable. We sometimes think that living in an institution such as an aged care facility wouldn’t be too bad but I can tell you that from working in one or two over the years it’s from the residence own words that tell me otherwise.

After years of ignoring these experiences to then years of thinking and researching them I made an attempt to understand our shared experience of this life. It’s been a difficult process to engage with but some people can put it all together in a way that can be regarded as allegorical and/or factual. I will give you a link to this researcher who is speaking in a church; https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4OdGXCYVtag&t=9032s

He makes sense to me at the moment and whether we want to admit it or not our laws and culture all come out of what he speaks about.

Not a surprise as they have all the time and money in the world to make sure people like me are crushed as soon as we show ourselves or any talent we may have.

We’re just seen as a threat to society that will do anything rather than hear the truth.

C.O.A.G.-Chronic Obstructive Australian Government.

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Barnett and his LNP criminal mates in Western Australia have given all our money away building roads and infrastructure to mines that will probably not return cents on the dollar invested by the State over time. This is because of the precipitous drop in commodity prices across the board, (not just iron-ore), that people in power knew was coming but hid from the unwitting public. They did this so their rich mates could get even richer by milking the State for projects they could skim profits from or divert income into streams of slush that could all be hidden in the economic collapse (that we can all feel but are told to deny and live a fantasy instead!) that is being managed carefully from behind the scenes but before our very eyes.

What’s new?, I hear people asking. Yes, it has ever been thus.

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Let me preface this next part of my rantings by stating the blindingly obvious that cynical, rich, and powerful people decide our fate and yet they are completely bereft of the skill-set necessary to undertake such a task with anything approaching an empathetic, all encompassing, vision. Easier said than done, old cheese! So they just enrich themselves at our expense and to hell with the consequences to everyone who can’t buy their way-out. We, who are now so dependent on the elite system of welfare/warfare are left with no choice but to fight over the crumbs that they toss-off down to us. They call it the ‘trickle-down’ effect and it has been raining down ever since they thought that one up. I feel that they want us all to be carrying round multiple packets of jiz-wipes just so we don’t have to wipe it off with our bare hands.

Then again, it’s so hard, trying to second guess the conspiracies of the elite against everybody who isn’t protected by an even greater bunch of elite conspirators. With myself being a conspiracy of one, I have found it difficult to enunciate my rather simple plan for the future of the human race. The moment I get asked a question on that subject of interest by someone I’m unfamiliar with I immediately have them eliminated in case they are just trying to get close to me through my genius. I have to be careful not to let the ‘brain-suckers’ from the Bank of International Setttlements get to close otherwise they will suck all my vast intellectual resources out my backside and redeem a set of party animals with it.

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I figure that because I’ve only got one picture this week I’d better use it three different ways to vent my spleen, so to speak. I’m using the technique of subtle difference and understated revenue base to articulate the inherent contradictions that are ever present in the great mind of Colin Barnett and his (ad)Ministers (opiates to the masses) concerning the needs of the few and the needs of the even fewer, needy, rich, parasites who gravitate toward politics like it was their mothers tit.

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Well, there you have it, three uses of the same piece of art-work so that I can justify to myself waffling on and on about subjects I have mostly only second, or third, hand experience of. I should make a huge song and dance about the fact that I’m educated enough to realize that I was well and truly set-up to be the fool. Not only in my young life, but in adult-hood as well. The apparent winging is because I want the world to know that it is ‘coincidentally’ fantastic that we should have a ‘security’ scare just before ANZAC day as Tony Abbott was worried not enough people (families) would be coming out to celebrate the fact that we’re better at killing people than most others on the planet. He even came on the telly to congratulate all the participants in the latest ‘false flag’ and not to blame Muslims for being mad terrorists who could explode at inappropriate times and in places frequented by those not hooked-up to their own form of suicide vest. I’m gonna say that the whole MIC looks like a suicide vest to me. It just proliferates Helter-skeltor without the harsh restraint of a strong civilian polity. I can’t be positive about such subjects when people, in general, just have no appreciation of the corrupting ability the MIC has. Most people think that it’s right and proper to be gung-ho for war when it isn’t on you. Australians, apart from a few bombs dropped on Darwin during the second world war, have no experience of war being waged around and through them. Like in the Ukraine.

Seeing as it’s ANZAC day soon, I will tell you my experience of being a child of parents who were made civilian casualties of war. Not in the sense that they were literally bombed out or forced at gun-point from their homes but they did have bombs dropping around them as they were in north London and endured the Blitz. My mothers recollection is of becoming so fatalistic that they wouldn’t even go to the bomb shelters as they were often no better than death traps in themselves. Her father was on ‘fire watch’ and one time had to attend a building where the shelter was above ground and when he walked into the shelter found all the people there, still sitting, dead from the shock/blast wave of a bomb that had gone off some streets away.

These things would tend to leave disturbing memories for those who witness them.

My mother was strafed with machine gun fire one time while playing in the street with her friends from a German fighter plane of some kind. Probably one of the escorts for the bombers who regularly flew their bombs from European soil to England. They weren’t as regular as the ‘Doodle-bugs’ toward the latter part of the war. V-1’s and V-2’s that would emit their unique low hum that would shake the buildings as they came overhead whereupon their motor would cut out and then the agonizing wait in chilling silence until the whistling just before it hit it’s (un)intended target as it came almost straight down.

Then there was those incendiary-bombs that could kill with their shock-wave alone. Probably the cause of the deaths I mentioned earlier. Plus add the specter of unexploded bombs going off without warning and you get some very distorted individuals moving forward into adult-hood.

It has become a certainty of mine that both my parents got PTSD and were never diagnosed or treated for it.

From my own internal studies of my family and all the external examples of war-torn families I’m sure that my life would have been different in a more positive way if I had not been born to people who have been victims of war.

They messed-up my brother and myself pretty thoroughly whilst they were exploding at each other, unable to break free of the PTSD programed into them during those formative years. They reproduced the battle at home and the arbitrary and seemingly random carnage with it. But hey, nobody actually got killed or seriously injured so as long as my father could hide the war from the public by moving us all around the world so we could never make contacts with people who would see the destruction, everything would appear as normal.

We hide our wars from the public who pays for them.

Same shit, different bucket.

So when Tony Abbott sculls a bucket of shit and grins from ear to ear we’ll know, … Yes, we’ll know…. that war is great as long as it’s somewhere else. Killing and terrifying the young and old alike because they don’t count and we don’t really care because we’ve never directly encountered war. At least not around our own homes as it was for my parents.

My parents eventually separated and divorced when I was 16 having completely disrupted my childhood and schooling by running around the world and being at war simultaneously. Creating kids who couldn’t socialize when it really counted and instilling a lack of emotional stability. The cost to my life has been devastating and long lasting.

THAT is a cost of war that you wont find in the collective sub-conscious of an increasingly unconscious nation as it sleep-walks toward another series of conflicts that keep us tribal and stupid.

You wont find me at any ANZAC day ceremony commemorating the death of countless millions just so the elite can justify their swinging cuts to social services and welfare, here, in Australia, or anywhere else in the world that they aren’t actually bombing at the moment.

Maybe that’s it. Either you’re on board with the bankster led credit freeze and impoverishment of the working classes or we’ll turn your country into a cesspool of extremists and then use them as an excuse to bomb the ABSOLUTE FUCK OUT OF YOU!

Now in my fifties, I can reflect on my own mis-spent life and wonder where it all went wrong.

Deterrence would have made a decent first name if it weren’t for all the negative connotations associated with it’s parent and legal guardian, Deterrorist.

I’ve had enough of all this for one day/night/day, so I’m taking my cross-eyed rattle-snake to the hypnotist to be stuffed.

Horserotovator is overtired so he is going to operate some heavy machinery while arguing over the phone about unpaid drug-debts to some Bikers who just happen to know who his favorite politicians are. Let me put that another way, with the price of smack dropping through the floor and crystal-meth being the drug of choice self-destruction, politicians will try and get their name as closely associated with the drug as possible without actually producing a pipe for the cameras and whacking down a few lung-fools of polly kool-aid.

“Listen to me, kiddies, I’m your prime minister and I love war because I see no problem with killing to get my way when it comes to those evil other people who I can’t know because if I did I’d be a traitor who was conspiring to overthrow me! You understand, I’m sure!”

Oh, God! Let me operate this heavy machinery in a manner that will render even the most reckless amongst us speechless!! Fuck-off biker-scum, I don’t owe you nuthin’ for that crap gear……Don’t shout, faggot, your boyfriends might hear you and come running in with your favorite douche-bag, douche-bag!……..

 

See y’all!