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)……

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Uncle-Daddy, Serial Re-Offender !

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I guess it’s not possible for any one person to know what sort of technology we have been financing through the various ‘black budgets’ of the intelligence agencies throughout the years but the AI they are developing probably does!

When I look at the assholes goofing around in Parliament I become despondent to see these idiots hurl verbal abuse at each other or bob about about on camera mouthing platitudes at us.

How can they be so slimy and get away with it?

It’s because they are laughing at us.

It was interesting to learn today (courtesy of the Australian ABC. Credit where credit is due. I get mad as hell about their main foreign news that is obviously Washington driven propaganda but they do some excellent investigative reporting of their own. Unfortunately their mantra of “There’s always two sides to every story” means, in practice, that some participants are able to make outrageously exaggerated, or false, claims, that even if shown to be false, have still been put out there into the public domain where many will just hear what they want to.) that, on average, each Australian Parliamentarian owns two and a half investment properties (the ABC didn’t give it by Party. That would have been even more telling, I would guess.) They are not going to make housing cheaper when it means their own houses loosing value. Not a fucking chance, sunshine!

That, in fact, says it all about our visionary leaders.

They’re just topping up their Super.

Even if the decent (I’ll warrant that there are a few) pollies try to change something like that….well, how can they? These pollies with all the houses are powerfully connected and extremely self-interested. To the point of physical violence, I would be prepared to say, to protect their racket.

If you really want something interesting, listen to some Catherine Austin Fitts.

In some ways, unless you’re being killed or tortured somewhere, it’s all just stories.

Bye for now.

Uncle-Daddy exposes the Mad, Bad, Haters from Hell ! (Pt One and now Pt Two!) (This is gonna be a Block-Buster !!)

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Horserotovator has plugged himself into the service ducts of the Matrix and is doing a little freelancing.

Intro title sequence with dramatic music overlain with conspiratorial whispering about the unacceptable body-odors that the elite fart out when under any kind of stress.

Let’s go get technical!

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An exceptional secret agent, Uncle-Daddy, also a Souper-Spy has uncovered the equations controlling the Equinox Conspiracy and deduced the correlating time dilation co-ordinates necessary to enable discovery and counter-attack.

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Here ends Pt One.

Music fades in only to be replaced with more whispered statements about the unsavory drinking and shopping habits of anyone associated with large corporate banking entities.

Roll credits punctuated with wacky out-takes of unrelated ramblings by Prince Charles on urban renewal.

Don’t forget to reinvent the wheel and tune in next time (Soon, Baby, soon!) for the next part of the world-wide BLOCK-BUSTER, UncleDaddy exposes the Haters

Horserotovator is running contraband over the boarder and will be in the bad-laNDS for a while. He’ll see you all when he returns. Hermes willing.

Part 2 of the Blockbusting Uncle-Daddy……….(music builds from faulty plans and subsequently collapses in a heap before being carted away and melted down in China. To end up sold back to the domestic market as current affairs programming.)

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(Sudden change in production values as a ‘Haters’ MIS-adventure takes hold of the story-line)

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                                     Davros is never far away!

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(Then, as quick as it had happened. It hadn’t.)

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Uncle-daddy enters to find a surprise to everybody!

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Here we must leave our intrepid duo as they take in the horrors of the West Australian health system (could be applied to all health-care services throughout the world as they are squeezed by budgets as the debt bombs created by the Banksters start to explode!…As they were designed to do!!!) and decide on an appropriate course of action before things start to spiral out of control!

Stay tuned for Pt 3 and stay informing…….I mean informed.

Horserotovator: promoter of his own brand of free speech.

The Giant is Awake and Pissed-Off! Uncle-Daddy’s World MANGA is HERE!!!

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They thought they could stop it! They thought it would go away! But you can’t stop the Manga Man, UNCLE-DADDY!!!

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You can’t stop Uncle-Daddy as his Deep Black covert project ‘Yellow Cake’ Submarine makes its first appearance!

electrical blod 19 8 14 017Lockheed want it, but Uncle-Daddy wont let it go until he’s got something better (He’s working on it).

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# 300x normal levels of airborne radiation detected above decks.

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They stayed in that plume for days and floated around the ocean unwanted for months.

Now they suffer the consequences of their ‘service’ for the rest of their lives.

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Horserotovator knows this has not turned out funny. This sort of production is very different from anything I have come across before. These are transmissions of a sort and for how long I will be able to keep channeling from my deeper consciousness, only time will tell.

Contact will cease in, 5,….4,….3,….2,….1—————————————-

http://www.stripes.com/news/lawsuit-expands-over-radiation-exposure-during-fukushima-disaster-1.211889

http://beforeitsnews.com/alternative/2014/02/uss-ronald-reagan-sailors-claiming-radiation-health-problems-us-congress-takes-notice-and-acts-2898212.html

Copyright control extends to all of this blog.

Shocking Uncle-Daddy!

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Fuck! I actually just heard a recording of Colin Barnett saying something that I agree with! (I must be getting mind controlled!) Do you want to know what that is? I can hear some of you saying, “Yes!” and some saying “Fuck off, Idiot! I only read this blog to laugh at your stupid attempts to justify your attitude to life and your actions in it!”

Harsh criticism I know and 100% correct. I see the flaw of my being and there is naught that I can change about the past. I see similar conditions in much of the underlying angst for justification in so many around me and much in the bloggo-sphere. But we, for the most part, are blind to our own ego’s limitations, being of solid boundaries that clash rather than blend. The world view that we articulate is focused through the prism of our ego’s and thus we have a restricted point-of-view.

We can be standing side by side and looking in the same direction but what we would choose to see will be different. That’s because we’re different from each other. We don’t think the same way. Have you ever tried to point something out to someone either figuratively or physically? They have to be directed to your point of interest or conclusion.

I may include some back-up links for what I’m saying but do you really want to wade through psychology journals with me? Nah! Didn’t think so. I prefer to base my arguments in logic rather than research because these days research has become debased to a large degree by the funding sources. It’s not cheap to do ‘authentic’ research so it’s the multinationals and their profit at all costs agenda that fills and directs the funding void.

I’ll try to stick to logic. It’s verifiable according to a set of criteria that was set down by the classical thinkers all those centuries ago. Of course, I will have to add my own logical devices to give me cover for making some outrageous claims that could never be backed up in a month of Sundays,… but hey, trust me! I’m sure I can think of a reason!

First, I will need to try and bring you into a state of receptive attention. For this I have constructed a device for you to rest your eyes on and think.

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What does it all mean? I’m not exactly sure myself but I will make an attempt.

I would like you to consider that we have done this before. You know, wrecked the planet with man-made technologies. We gone and done this because we are fascinated by, and drawn to, power. Whether it’s the power of the charismatic leader or the power released from splitting the atom we feel the same sense of awe. It is only after we set the filter of knowledge and experience can we turn down that sensation that so occludes our critical thinking. By this time you are either too old or too imbedded in a toxic industry to choose a different path.

An example of occluded thinking is this notion that the needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few. This philosophical(?) underpinning argument is used by the pro-Nukers to justify the alarming rates of cancer that they wont admit to down-wind/river/sea of nuclear facilities/test sites/waste dumps/reactors. All they will admit to is an increased level of radioactive discharge into the environment but no increases in overall rates of cancer. They can argue that because they collate and control all the facts and figures on cancer cases and manipulate them every way they like by omission and/or substitution.

Please watch this video to give you some reasons as to why I’m arguing this

 

 

 

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At this point it might be advisable to look upon this

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It might be worth your while to go back to the first picture as well. Now scroll between the two getting as fast as you can before you start thinking, “How is this helping?”

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Well, this being the Uncle-Daddy part of the show it might be advisable to get the children out of the room and off to bed so they can’t hear you cry out for Uncle-Daddy to stop telling you “That’s how it is, man!”

All wars are Bankster’s wars and all civil society is a thin veneer of decency to cover the true intent of the ruling elites. We have freedom to choose one of the alternatives supplied for us by the elite. We can choose to life in a militaristic society where war is the overt agenda or we can choose the civil society where war is the covert agenda. Believe me, competition in the marketplace can be just as deadly as hand to hand combat. In fact the two are inextricably linked precisely because I can relate the two together like maps of the same coastline from different eras. Some things don’t change; Shore on one side, sea on the other. Winners on one side of the economic divide, losers on the other. There is some mixing at the interface of the economic divide but only enough to perpetuate and protect the status-qua for the majority.

Here’s my impression of the majority

toojay uncle-daddy 023Weird bunch, mostly bald and different sizes. Now we know why we don’t want to frighten them too much. You could be easily trampled underfoot by one of the bigger ones! It’s best to let them just carry on not realizing that their lack of cohesive direction is a function of their existence. Individualism sent to the knackers yard of puerile entertainment bought to us by every brand and corporation that ever crept up to, and then blundered about on, the world stage. Knackered through our televisions, through our schools, through our government corporations, and through our work places until all you can see or know is what has been fed to you by these institutions born of the wealthy for the wealthy.

You wont need blinkers when your blind to what’s in front of your face.

You see, capitalism, in the sense that I have seen it operating in my part of the world lends me to the belief that it works only because it makes the Banksters rich and powerful. They’re the ones that finance it all. Without their signature on the contracts the money wont happen to get the business ventures going. Modern capitalism is controlled by the financial giants on Wall street who are in turn given their orders from the Banksters in the City of London. Business is now done in bubbles manufactured by these financial wizards housed in their glass and steel towers. They all think they have an unencumbered point of view when in point of fact theirs is just as restricted by ego as everybody else.

But now that time is almost past as you may have been realizing. Uncle-Daddy has been setting up for the coup of a life-time;

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Uncle-Daddy is the embodiment of all that’s cute and cuddly about having a psycho in charge. He loves the notion of the ‘needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few’ when it’s he who gets to decide who are the many and who are the few.

Of course in the real world it is done in a more complex fashion and it certainly takes more than one decision from one person to inflict such collective punishment on the many with the explanation, ” Well, you brought all this financial ruin upon yourselves and your country because you wouldn’t stop borrowing money from us. Which we let you do until we decided we weren’t going to any more. Which then caused the entire financial system to cease to function and then we got the tax-payer funded bail-out for us too big to fail, too powerful to jail, financial institutions. We hope you stupid, poor, people take note that you are all owned by our machine in more ways than you will care to admit to yourselves!”

That’s why we hurtle toward wars and listen to the propaganda of the ruling elite that need our willing sacrifice so they can keep the wheels of their financial Juggernaut well oiled with blood spilled by the people of the Middle East. As far as I can make out there will be no peace there until they have slaughtered most of the people in it. They are in a meat grinder operated by American and Israeli forces using a complex web of insurgency groups attacking their own in a sectarian blood-bath. All orchestrated by the American/Israeli’s/British over many years.

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Uncle-Daddy wants it all to stop so he can have more fun. How about it, Hamas and Israel?

Horserotovator bowing out for a while to find out if the 15% guaranteed from our gas fields for local supply is true and is happening as envisioned by the enabling legislation and intoned by Colon Barnett as a good thing that should have been done by all the country thus making me have to agree with him…..you get the picture.

 

This is my last blog.

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I will not be posting again in any media as I have come to the realization that the truth has been forever buried under an avalanche of mis/dis-information.

When you have talking heads on the ABC’s Drum advocating for nuclear power in Australia and not one other panelist makes any counter-factual argument against such a notion you know it’s all over for truth and balance in media. I know why there is no counter-argument. It’s because according to the governments of the ‘nuclear club’ nuclear power is safe. Japan for instance officially state that ‘no one has died as a result of the meltdowns at Fukushima’. This blanket denial is then used as the benchmark of truth about the matter and all contrary arguments are shut-down.

Media like the ABC just tow the government line when it comes to extinction events.

The lies just pour out of the mouths of just about everybody who is part of the weapon of mass distraction industry these days pushing any truth to the margins of the media landscape.

Or it’s just empty, vacuous rubbish made to diminish your mind.

Nothing is getting any better for the majority. Only the minority. The gap get’s wider every day.

Bucky gets his grain port. Polly’s get to squawk, “Legitimate Expenses! Leave Polly alone!” James Price Point still gets flattened. The Aborigines are still left exposed.

So I’m sick of trying to write about all the conspiracies that exist. There all in plain view now yet they can be ignored on a whim by their participants. Exploitation of a developing underclass is what it’s all about now and the march is breaking into a jog that will then become a sprint to a form of economic and psychic slavery most people just have no comprehension of.

But I do and that is why I’m not going to blog anymore.

Just try to enjoy what’s left of the planet before it fucks-up completely.

Before we all end up in shackles working in the great pyramid, at the bottom near the toilets.

Or maybe in the toilet with the assholes.

It’s all a matter of semantics really. Your name could be put on the wrong list by mistake and lo, you find yourself in a cattle car with a rifle butt up your ass or in a shot-gun shack sitting right next to a professional and highly successful freak. And what’s the difference? Some may unkindly say, ‘Same shit different bucket.’ Yes, one bucket being highly successful and highly paid and the other just being a bucket for shit.

It’s all been said better by people with greater knowledge but still no answers. So why would I think I could have the answers? It’s a foolhardy proposition coming from someone who has responded to the call of life with every wrong answer so far imagined. There’s still time, however, for even more bizarre answers to be developed into something deformed and demented as my final blog tortures itself to a conclusion of sorts…..

People are sheeple and like frogs being slowly brought to the boil, have no idea of what is happening to their freedoms. They’re gone through our own devices. These devices in fact. Now, when the latest outrage is reported or witnessed, a large number of us are almost as one to the keyboard in condemnation of it. But then what happens? Not much. We are a spent force having poured all our outrage into cyberspace where it is lost amongst all the other outrages big, small, and inseconsequential.

TPTB have the game rigged up to the end. I guess that’s why they let as have our moment of interconnectedness. Just so they could slice and dice us even more effectively with their silent weapons.

Robots, spiders, Al Gores Rhythm. We all like, friend, share. Like, friend, share.

They win. We loose.

P.S. I also realize that my early life experience has been so traumatizing for me that my personality is flawed and thus my thoughts will always betray a darkness that renders me anti-social. Hardly the sort of person to be giving out any kind of advice. Hardly the sort of person most anyone would like to be around. Especially a sheeple. Or maybe that should be sheepson. No matter, as long as I’ve managed to offend someone reading this, I’m going to be happy for a moment. Then I’ll get miserable again and feel even more persecuted by those fucking space aliens that keep on abducting me and carrying out the most invasive anal surgery I’ve ever had to witness being performed on some poor sod I got drunk at the pub and gave to them as a joke. At first.

Then I got really serious and formed a committee from my multiple personalities that would investigate the possibility of getting some anal surgery for Tony Abbott but then realized that he probably already had an anal surgeon on 24hr call anyway. Just in case the Indonesians get a bit rough in the diplomatic boudoir over a sheeple shuffler. Rustling the worlds desperate hopefuls to the possibility of a better outcome.

Forget it, mother, you just but human cattle to be herded into filthy, unsanitary, and unsafe holding facilities until you are insane and ready to be released into a community somewhere else other than Australia. It’s just what happens when you take a risk in this incalculably cruel world. Dead at sea. Dead in cells. Dead inside. But it’s not going to change by my hand. I’m not prepared to give up my place for a foreigner because that’s how it feels. More of you, less for me. Is this the creed of greed or is it the crimes of governments and corporations that make us feel so vulnerable to those who are even more vulnerable to having their lives utterly destroyed?

Or is it just the truth?

Just shows how fucked-up everything is. No one has a chance unless they’re on the right list. Born into the right place and right family is another. Damn those happy, well adjusted people. They make so angry because of my pathetic jealousy of their apparently perfect lives. I realize this is an extreme generalization as rich people get sick or are born with disabilities as well, and I’m not always angry but ……… Ah, bullshit, yes I am. Permanently angry, pissed off and generally bitter about everything, but hey, I get generalizations hurled at me from the politicians and experts, etc all the time, so they can have it back in spades for a change.

Now that’s out in the open it might be the right time to negotiate the terms of Mr Bostick’s surrender from the parliamentary play pen and the amount of time he be placed in the naughty corner. Till nap time? Obviously all his money should be sent directly to me via Julian Assange’s offshore banking facility. In the Cayman’s, I think. Any other assets can be signed over to my charitable foundation that has tax exempt status but doesn’t actually do any charity work, except for me. No one else, right. Sheeple without assets will be herded (Shoved with cattle prods or Tazers depending on what species you have been allotted to) onto live sheeple carriers for a sea voyage (another one) and into the holding pens with the illegal immigrants and our bewildered (Terrified?) sheep. Who would know in the dusty back streets of a shanty town outside of Caligula’s home? Or Naru, or Manus?

Oh, what a beautiful world we live in. Beautiful people everywhere, looking for victims.

My words are final and what I forget to write now shall forever hold it’s piece. (Didn’t say I wouldn’t update it though, did I?) It will, of course, by the very nature of being forgotten until after the blog has been finalized, be of such wisdom and clarity that tears of sublime indifference to the worlds suffering will well-up and form fountains of acid rain that will eat my face back to infancy. You got all that?

Then Bosticks surrender to his basic instincts is complete. He’s a card, that guy. Ain’t he? He must be such fun to be with at a Yacht Rock Party (Newest name for a Young Liberals fund raiser, no doubt). Where he and The Emperor can elicit laughter from the crowd as they explains how the extra $20 Billion of state debt the Liberals/Nationals have added since being in power ended up in corporations pockets, super schemes and trust (me, I’m a politician) funds for their parents.

Look, you can have it all. The money, the fun, the drinking and whatever. I tried briefly but sometimes you can’t always get what you want. But don’t think this is just sour grapes. I’m just not that interested anymore. Enjoy your fun. Eat, drink, fuck. All at once, if you like.

My puerile attempts at humor only make parting from this format all that easier. Everything I write seems hollow to me. Without any meaning beyond the words. There doesn’t seem to be any traction to the world and what I am thinking at any particular time. It’s a madness I guess from all the kool-aid I’ve had to watch other people quaff down in such quantities that I had to throw up for them.

Finally,

The talking heads on live to air broadcasts have got the jump on a population with an attention span so short it could only be attributed to 21st century human. The major news and current affairs have given themselves ‘street cred’ by invading the blogosphere with shills and paid lackeys to push their agenda on climate change, the destruction of our environment in pursuit of short term profit. Globalization. The rape of the environment for profit. The wars that have destroyed large parts of the Middle East and destabilized the rest. Depleted Uranium munitions. Animal cruelty disguised as commerce in the live cattle export industry. The poisoning of the whole Pacific ocean by the continued and unabated run-off of radio-nucleotides from the destroyed reactors at Fukushima. The frightening increase in children around the area of the reactors fall-out zone developing thyroid conditions that are leading to cancer. Among many other problems that the authorities are refusing to admit to concerning the reactors ongoing fall-out, down, up, through, and away.

Yes, I know that we get a lot of reasoned op-ed pieces in the mass media about some of these problems but the mis/dis reporting is criminal.

Didn’t the TEPCO manager at Fukushima recently die of throat cancer? Oh, that’s right, it was totally unrelated to his exposure to the core meltdowns at Fuku. And what of the 1st responders? Just like the 1st responders at the twin towers they are hidden and then forgotten. Wont happen here, right?

The banks who have watched over this entire train wreck are to blame for it. Make no mistake here. It is their commodity of money and credit creation schemes developed within the monopoly framework of an international financial cartel that has taken over the world’s financial systems (almost) and have enabled a certain few elites to game this system so effectively that most of us only catch glimpses of how deep the deception goes.

Libor is THE elephant in any financial space yet it has barely caused a ripple in the wider world.

I owe, I owe, So it’s off to work I go. Is about as deep as most people are prepared to go in admitting there is a conspiracy deeply ingrained and all persuasive throughout society that makes it OK to believe that some should have all the advantages of family wealth and privilege while the rest of us are left to fend for ourselves as we act as the batteries in their Matrix.

That’s it. It’s all over for me and blogging. I wont be missed. I never published much anyway. Too depressing.

Solid with the brothers and sisters down the Pit with Spade in hand.

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Perth is wet and overcast today which makes me feel depressed. So let me tell you about how depressing it is to live in this city if you are not rich.

The mining investment boom is having no real positive effects on the local economy. Sure, the states balance sheet looks nice and healthy from all the royalty payments from the mining companies but the money is not ‘trickling down’ to the local economy. Businesses are closing or down-sizing. People are saving and paying down debt. Not spending into the economy. Electricity has almost doubled in cost over the past 18 months, followed not so far behind by a host of other government taxes and charges. But government services are, for all this, still hopelessly under-funded and understaffed while millions are spent coddling the mining sector with government infrastructure and various subsidies. All building a wall of obfuscation hiding the fact that the mining industry is marginal in this country and only serves the few.

Makes you feel kind of sick to see the disparity between the rich and the poor exacerbated as government capital expenditure (that we pay for in taxes) flies to unpopulated areas as dictated by the private mining companies. Leaves a lot of people seething here but opposition to the goon squad mining and gas lobby is a contest between unlimited wealth and power and people with little or no power trying to assert their independence from them. It is not helped when the government in Western Australia is nothing more than a rubber stamp for the policies and practices of the mining and gas companies that exploit our countryside with destructive and polluting forms of mineral extraction and waste disposal.

The environmental laws are a joke here and not enforced with any effect because that would interfere with the smooth running of the dirty miners and (to a large and odoriferous degree) the Liberal/National Party when it’s in power. Not that the Labor Party has been all that much better. It comes down to the corrupting system of Party donations. To assert that such payments do not exert control over the leadership of the government by the people and/or organisations who make those extraordinary payments is ridiculous. These are payments that have no other purpose than to buy the mind and conscience of the politicians that ply their trade in Western Australia. The accident at Veranus Island was covered-up and whitewashed by our government because there was a failure of the regulator to do their job way before the explosion that knocked out a third of the states gas supply for three months at least. See how handily the mining/gas corporations work together with conniving WA governments (past and present) to keep us uninformed and thus oblivious to the damage that is being wreaked upon this state?

Probably most don’t really care. As long as most peoples pay-cheque’s keeps appearing in their bank they will find every reason under the sun not to voice a contrary opinion. Smarter not be ethical in this modern Malthusian world ruled by the need for expediency in the face of such massive and powerful corporations. That’s if you want to be rich and successful….And who doesn’t? I would aspire to such if I were not wise to the fact that for most the chance of success is a numbers game that is heavily weighted against the average punter. But no one thinks of themselves as average. No, we are all taught that we can be anything we want to be but wishing for anything other than a highly paid career/scam in this state is tantamount to suicide. Hence, everyone is crawling all over each other trying to claw their way to the top of the money tree.

There are two money trees in Western Australia. One is hidden in the upper echelons of the government and the other one is hidden in the board rooms of the banks that create the funny money to fund these massively capital intensive projects.

At the moment they are both working for the consolidation of power over our economy by stripping it of it’s minerals and then exporting the profits to destinations outside the state as indeed the country. They are consolidating their power in the cities by depressing the local economy so that small businesses are becoming desperately short of the cash-flow necessary to survive, let alone prosper.

I’m not going to change this. I’m just one person who has no delusions about change. We get plenty of change but it’s not the kind of change that makes life for the majority in this state any easier. Mr Buswell, the state governments disinformation spokesman has been in the paper today suggesting that despite the fall in iron prices (and the lay-off of over a thousand workers in one week) we should be talking up the strength of the WA economy.

I don’t see any strength in the economy, Mr Buswell. I see a state economy built by a fraud against the citizens and then manipulated by the likes of you and the vested interests that own you. I don’t see anything at all except a bunch of over-weight, over-indulged politicians lying their way through every day knowing they will never be held accountable for the deeds that they commit while in office. When the true nature of the deception by various governments of the past have finally come to light the culprits are long gone from power, with their loot and superannuation. Just as I’m sure Buswell will do after bullying and blustering through his golden reign with his buddy, Barnett.

“Breakfasts’ just the beginning!”, chortle the boys to the boys after a long night on the turps and leather dealing away the states future.

Did I mention that I expect nothing to get better? Economies speed up and slow down all the time but most is a shallow cyclic process and opportunities once given are now taken before they can be transformed into a tangible permanent asset. Don’t make a fuss, though. Lest some will loose the ear of rich friends that politicians and their clones like to kiss-up to for comfort and opportunity. Aspiration is an indulgence only granted to the people that please their masters. 

Did I bleat that we are all debt slaves who will eventually be forced by the government and corporations to give up our identities to prioritise the collective needs of said same? To be like some kind of mindless product harvested from the environment. A human resource. People should be concerned that we are thought as dirt, like the ore they dig up from the ground. Humanity to these people is just another vein to be tapped for it’s uses then dumped with all the toxins they’ve ingested on the way!

Digressing, because it’s my blog! Did I mention that one of the advantages of the National Broadband Fibre Network is to increase the capacity for us to submit to on and off-site monitoring of our physiological condition? That it could include anything from what drugs (legal or not) are in your body as to whether you are having sex or engaging in a sporting activity. Not much privacy for those who break the many laws of our country and find themselves on home detention or a mandated curfew of some kind (and the drones will be hovering over your back-garden). We already have to submit to health surveillance if you want to work in many industries and companies. This is simply a sinister and cynical move as people are, for instance, prohibited from smoking a little cannabis during their time off due to the type of deeply intrusive and offensive drug testing, (to many, perverted in nature because you have to hold your genitals out in front of a same sex person you’ve probably never seen before (in a toilet) who keeps a keen eye on them while you eject some fluid out.)  while being forced to work while infected with a virulent and contagious flu due to the use of company supplied doctors that employees have to see instead of their own G.P.’s. Yes, This is the real Western Australia. As real as all the mining entrepreneurs/magnates with their mansions and privilege.
A great state to work and die in for the glory of the rich and affluent.

Hip, Hip, Hooray!, for the rich! Blog on!

“Troy!! Leave Gina’s chair alone! And no sniffing the wind, either!”

horserotovator from Perth slum.