Social Commentator

Pauline Hanson and the Asian Cuckoo!

The best example of multiculturalism is the example from nature; nothing is new in the world. God made Cuckoos but he forgot to tell them how to make a nest and raise their young. When the Cuckoo turns up at your common or garden variety of bird’s nest and asks, Do you mind if I rest for a while in your nest? The common bird says, No, be my guest. The Cuckoo then shits in the nest and throws everything out and takes over. When the common bird objects, the Cuckoo calls him a racist, notwithstanding, the common bird’s generosity.

 

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Dastyari couldn’t run a pie cart let alone Opposition Business!

Sam Dastyari is a little poisoned Persian pissant whose beak can hold more than his belican. He has got more hide than a rhinoceros at a Melbourne Cup meeting and as Leader of Opposition Business, he can only be likened to Captain Dodo and his Caucasus Race. He would do us all a favour if he caught the 3.10 to Persepolis and stayed there.

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Shorten and the gay bags are running for cover!

Shorten and the LBT (lettuce bacon & tomato) brigade, there is only about 5000 clinically diagnosed gay and all sorts in Australia. There is an equal number of hangers-on who revel in the idea of the third sex and its variations but in the scheme of things the lot of them wouldn’t amount to a hill of beans. The total number of same-sex marriages registered in New Zealand in 2014 was 486, compared to 19,639 opposite-sex marriages. Shorten knows Aussies are not gonna fall for this same sex crap; so he has grabbed his bat and ball and run off home as any schoolyard cry-baby would. Good on him I say, that has saved us a heap of money not having to pay for these suckers tormenting the rest of the country; they are a minuscule number of people, not worth the trouble.

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Gillard go away.

Julia Gillard is an example of why Prime Ministers should be born in Australia and if not, then debarred from holding that office. Her first weakness was that she wore her pommy upbringing like a raggedy old dress, forever carrying the failures of her father, who blamed the English class system for his failure, as a raison d’etre for her entry into politics. Then she indulged in questionable practises as a lawyer in the Union movement. In politics, she adopted a ruthless policy of stabbing people in the back like Rudd.  When she finally met her match in Abbott, she ran for cover and said she was a victim of and was unjustly discriminated against because of institutionalised concepts of sexism and misogamy. She was a dud from Dudsville, a cracker from Taffy Town, a gumsucker gone troppo.

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