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Wednesday, 31 October 2007

Whoops

You'd think things couldn't get worse.
  • It is bad enough that the Prime Minister fawns over the Exclusive Brethren and has their Elect Vessel around for tea and cake.
  • The election is called and the Christmas Pudding Party's rabid dribbling pours forth mostly over the Fern Friendlies who are in their opinion too busy loving trees and spending far too little time castigating queers, single parents, other bludgers, spongers and druggie fringe elements
  • The Libs re-endorse Pastor Peter Something (see an earlier post on the subject of this dreadful little man) or other who wants evolution removed from the science curriculum and 'intelligent' design installed in its place.
  • We're denied an adequate sufficiency of time to enjoy the colossal jackass the Mad Monk is making of himself in this campaign (the latest gaffes being to grossly insult a dying man attempting to deliver a petition as part of his asbestos compensation campaign, and turn up half an hour late for a debate with his opposite number then turn around and insult her.)

Little John's been dragged into a row over the League of Rights which is, in essence, a particularly distasteful little collective of holocaust deniers and you should be very grateful if you've never come across them before.

Little John's on record describing this hideous fringe grouping as "a bit anti-semitic". And he's added "Well, everybody knows I have a very strong position on that." No, actually Johnno, I don't know what your strong position is. Would you care to spell it out in clear and unambiguous terms. And further more I can't help but wonder how one can be a bit anti-semitic. Surely either one is, or one isn't. Is there a half-way house for agnostics on the Jewish Question?

Little John's problems arise because he has ties to a fruit loop god-botherer of evangelical hue attached to something calling itself the Catch the Fires Ministries (yes, plural, suggesting there are lots of them).

Little John's pet god-botherer has accepted an invitation extended by the League of Rights to appear on a platform of their creation - and he has appeared with this mob before, so he has form.

Little John can't quite bring himself to say "Its a free country; if one lunatic wants to keep company with other lunatics so much the better for the rest of us. They're all in one place where we can keep an eye on them while we rig up the humane exterminator."

Little John can't quite bring himself to say "Too bloody right. Nalliah's a mate of mine and any mate of his is a mate of mine too. Bring it on if you think you're tough enough."

Little John can't quite bring himself to cut the tawdry fucker Danny (what sort of name is that for a grown up?) Nalliah adrift.

Nalliah has high-level access to government. He has told followers he held a one-on-one meeting with Treasurer Peter Costello on August 9 and Prime Minister Mr Howard the next day - after God told him to "prophetically prepare" Mr Costello as the future prime minister. The Great Smirk himself (not surprisingly, in the circumstances) in on record defending Nalliah. While his office has issued a statement condemning the League he has refused to tell us if he will or will not continue to hold meetings with this Senior Fruit Loop.

And in a delicious twist of fate Blogger's craptacular spell checker which will not accept Nalliah offers Allah is its first alternative. Sweet.

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