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I was wondering what happened to the little tax-dodging Yid
that used to yap at the heels of Scott Balson http://www.gwb.com.au/gwb/news/daily.html and
it occurred to me that the law - or lack thereof - that I use to pay no tax, may
just be the same system he uses. I day-dreamed on a bit more and concluded; that
bit of vital info - that the govmint is unlawful and neither Ms Guelf nor the
GG, nor little flak jak Johnnie matter a rats arse as far as Oz goes -
could well be used on raw recruits to Canberra to metamorphose them - like
gassed bananas - from being straight and green to bent and yellow; well, it
could be the rarefied atmosphere or the virtual reality on the hill too, but my
bet would be the lure of the Lucre would be a bit much to turn down though,
specially when it was pointed out to them what a dopey lot the herd were - the
fact that you can walk amongst a cafe full of them and shoot them down with
incredible precision and the rest of the herd notices nothing out of the
ordinary, and returns to chewing its cud, is evidence enough - and were only
there for milking.
And so I mulled (definition 5 in Chambers English Dictionary;
the same dictionary that tells me as a white cunt - can be male, female, or
other - I am still an indigenous person, that "boong" is an Aboriginal word, and
that Semitic means Arab) over what the Mafia in Canberra and the Corporate
Media might have to do to save their skins, and I came to the conclusion,
that if I was them, I would have to arrange a war (or at least the threat of
war) to impose martial law and quietly kill the opposition in the ensuing panic
- bit risky, as it might backfire but, if I could arrange it with the Israeli
hit squad I used at Port Arthur and could make it look a bit more
convincing this time, and get them to demolish half of Steak-n-Kidney with a
well placed bomb, then get my mates in the Corporate Media to point the finger
at Indonesian "Islamic Fundamentalists", I may just be able to pull it off;
having to face the International Court of Justice or worse, a War Crimes
Tribunal, might get me hung bejeezus! Oh yeah, sorry, I got carried away in the
soliloquy and forgot to give you the evidence (Wait a bloody minute! I am
listening to Philip Adams on Aunties poofy radio, and the old pinko is exposing
the CIA; ker-ist, what is the world coming to? Has the herd started to bolt
already, with this mad concept of freedom in their MT heads?) anyway, the
evidence:
Tel (03) 8796 3311 Fx (03) 8796 3322
PO Box 9112 Seaford Delivery Centre Seaford Vic. 3198
Tel (03) 8796 3861 (03) 8796 3862 Fax (03) 8796 3322 |
