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11 December 2005 Following on from his fearsome non-existent lawyers, non-existent 'communications tribunal' and non-existent friends in the Federal Police, the Castro-loving Greens candidate Thom Lyons has issued more threats:
Uh-huh.
My knees are trembling as we speak.
Speaking of mental problems Thommy, I've had two currently serving members of the Australian military write to me in the last few days, pointing out further holes in your military service claims. Here's the first correspondent, whom I'll name 'Troy McLure' :
Here's the second correspondent, whom I'll name 'Mr. Wong'. Mr. Wong is currently in the RAAF, and is doing some checking into Thom's claims: First, on Thom's claims that he came to Australia in 1988 after being hired by Australian Defence Industries:
Next, Mr. Wong comments on one of Thom's other claims:
Mr. Wong also provided two questions to ask Thommy. Questions a real RAAF officer would know the answers to. When I sent Thom these questions, and asking for a comment on the e-mail above, Thom replied with the comments you see above. He's really not happy about having his claims checked on, is he? And in case you were wondering, I still haven't heard from his lawyers.
Caught up with the Spielberg/Cruise sci-fi epic last night. I enjoyed it tremendously, though it could have been better. Spielberg is always at his best whe he's being dark, and the mood of this end-of-the-world epic is pitch-perfect. Kudos to Spielberg for the 'minimalist' approach of keeping it focused on Cruise's character and his family. The genuinely scary tripods are seen and heard - often in the background - as a huge, unstoppable terror, through the eyes of the humans. The visuals were astounding (I generally loathe obvious SFX), but it was the extraordinary use of sound that makes so much of the movie unsettling. The noise of the 'fertilisation' sequence while the family hides in the farmhouse basement was superb. Cruise does a surprisingly good job as the dickhead dad. Probably because Cruise himself is such a dick. There are two problems with the movie. First, the masive plot holes related to the tripods being hidden in the earth for thousands of years (nobody on the planet dug one up by accident?), and secondly, the rapid conclusion. One minute the humans are being wiped out, then suddenly, the aliens are dying, and it's 'movie over'. It's a lame, poorly constructed ending to a tense epic that deserved better. Still, it's well worth a look, especially if you have a big screen and surround-sound. Those tripods rock butt.
Willem Defoe kidnaps rich guy Robert Reford. Helen Mirren - the rich guy's wife - wants him back. Defoe and Redford have a bunch of dumb conversations about nothing. Stuff happens. You never find out why any of it happened, or who these people really were. It's all quite watchable, and quite completely pointless. This is a film about, well, nothing.
John Lennon was a worthless cunt who is doing more for the world as grave fertiliser than he ever achieved in life.
This coming from the guy who had an air-conditioned room for his fur coats. Fucking douchebag.
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