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Live Whacking Archive Election So yeah, we have a new guvmint.
- The government will still over-regulate the economy and hold lots of inquiries into the high price of everything. - Levels of taxation & government spending are almost identical to what Howard was going to do (ie. they'll continue to be massive and idiotic). - Rudd is pro-US, pro-Israel, and will keep Australian troops in the Middle East. - The "new" policy approaches are largely symbolic hands-wringing to make the Labor lefties feel warm & fuzzy (symbolism always being more important to that crowd than actual results). Dear 'Kevni' will somehow solve global warming by making petrol cheaper. Of course, he'll achieve niether, but the right noises are being made. He'll also say "sorry" to the "Stolen Generation", despite the fact that absolutely nobody, anywhere, has been able to find anyone who was "stolen". So, more of the same idiocy plus pointless gestures in a cuddlier package. Still, at least that useless flesh-golem Peter Garrett has been muzzled. The Liberals, on the other hand, are condemned to at least two terms in opposition. In light of that, they've chosen Australian history's most incompetent defence minister - Brendan Nelson - to eat the shit sandwhich for the next few years, while keeping the few competent members of the party out of the way for a while.
Our friendly Hitler-loving Croatian futbol fans are at it again: they're enraged that a tour from Croat neo-nazi rocker Thompson may be cancelled. Naturally, they're blaming you-know-who.....
Once a Nazi, always a Nazi. You gotta love government-sponsored tribalism.
If you win, you'll never know.
I dunno what's weirder, that Subaru have made a sportsbike, or that it's a single cylinder.
The weather for the Snowy Ride stayed dry this year, despite black clouds all over the place. Sadly, the dickhead quotient was very high. It's a miracle dozens didn't wind up dead. Still, a fun day, and for a great cause. Click on the thumbnails for a larger pic.
I would have taken a lot more photos, but the day was short and there was much riding to be done.
Richard Neville's latest update begins thusly:
Remember kiddies, this man is a respected "social commentator" and "futurist" held in high esteem by Australia's media outlets. I wonder what the movie will be like.....
Gemma Atkinson
Election This foul election finally happens tomorrow. If you're going to vote at all (and I'd prefer nobody voted), please vote LDP. Those of you in NSW, please vote the LDP's Terje Petersen no1 in the Senate, as he actually has a small chance of winning a seat (and how bloody cool would that be: an actual Libertarian in government. That's something the idiot Liberal party hasn't managed in a century). As the LDP is the only party that wants to reduce the size and activity of government, it's the only morally acceptable choice as far as I'm concerned. Other than not voting at all. As for the two main parties of arseholes, it doesn't matter who you pick. They are two groups of high-taxing, insane-spending, intrusive nanny-state arseholes. The 'big' minor parties are even worse: the Greens and the Dummycrats. Eeeeuccch.... As there's no LDP candidate for the House of Reps in the ACT, I'll just write "fuck you commies" on the House ballot paper, and vote LDP on the senate paper. Other than that, bollocks to the fucking lot of them.
Say hello to the gorgeous new Ducati 848, successor to the uninteresting 749, the little brother to the 1098.
For some reason, this Duke in white is just pure sex in the way its big brother isn't. Better yet are the performance figures: 130hp from an 848cc v-twin. Bloody hell. If that's anywhere near accurate, it's a staggering figure. That's the horsepower of my 2002-era ZX9R, packed into this compact, fast-cornering package. This thing is going to be a bloody rocketship. I can't wait to try one. That's a shitload of power from such a small bike, more than enough for the road, and it's lighter than its big brother. Mind you, the build quality will be worse than a Vietnamese wristwatch, so it's the kind of bike I'd like to win as a prize rather than ever spending my own money on it. But still.....
It's simple: Soundgarden's Superunknown, released in 1994, was and still is the best hard rock album since Led Zeppelin's Physical Graffiti.
While Soundgarden had previously released some great songs (Loud Love, Holy Water and Jesus Christ Pose especially) they had never put it together across a whole album as brilliantly as this. Some context is needed here. The whole grunge thing had been around for about three years, largely dominated by whiny Seattle dreck like Nirvana and those talentless singing armpits in Pearl Jam. None of these tuneless junkies could rock their way out of a shithouse. The songs were one-riff whines sung by twits who couldn't sing, played by musicians who couldn't play, produced by people who seemed to be doing the recording through a $5 microphone in somebody's garage. Soundgarden on the other hand, had always stood slightly apart from these clowns as talented musicians who had never quite reached their potential. Superunknown hit the whole grunge/rock/metal world with the force of a wrecking ball. Other than the great songs, of which there were many, you had probably the best production of any album in the history of rock n' roll. The arrangements ranged from effectively simple and brutal on kickstand to multi-layered and hypnotic in the title track and Let Me Drown. Cornell - one of rock's greatest singers - was in never-better form and the playing and musicianship were on another plane from most other bands. Like all the truly great rock n' roll albums, this one seemed to offer something new every time you listened to it. The first listen got me into the balls-out fast rockers, then later on I got hooked on the semi-psychedelic numbers, the much later the slow-riffing, ultra-dark songs like 4th of July and Mailman. ...and everyone loved it. The grunge crowd loved it. Commercial rock fans loved it. Even the leather-n-metal guys loved it (it was overwhelmingly voted as the No1 album of that year by hair-metal mag Kerrang!!). Even now, 13 years later, Superunknown is simply a masterpiece.
After posting about the Van Halen disaster, I remembered another infamous live performance cock-up. The following video is from Led Zeppelin's awful 1988 reunion performance at the Atlantic Records anniversary. The fact that the keyboard sound didn't make it to the TV feed can't be blamed on the band, but there's no getting away from the fact that while performing Stairway To Heaven, Jimmy Page pulled off probably the most inept guitar solo of all time. Oy that stunk.....
Either tomorrow night or Sunday I'll do my next update, featuring some photos from The Snowy Ride, along with some other stuff......................
19 November 2007 Coming up.... I'm busy right now, but I'll be back some time in the next few days with some posts on, among other things; - a gorgeous new Italian motorcycle ....and other stuff too. Check back soon.
The answer is "nobody" Here's the very silly question. Kudos to Sam Ward, for trying to talk sense into the wretched commie bastards. My thoughts on this subject can be found here.
The Greens have received the endorsement of the Communist Party of Australia.
Live, without the net I didn't even know the Van Halen reunion was actually happening for real at last. Last I heard was Eddie booking himself into rehab. Anyway, it seems they are on the road. I hope this disastrously out-of-tune performance of "jump" isn't indicative of the tour thus far.
Here's one for you 70's rock fans: Keith Moon onstage with Led Zeppelin. Horrible sound and video quality, but still worth it for the historical value.
A round of applause please for Tom Paine and his most recent Shire Network News podcast. It centres around an interview with Filip Dewinter, leader of the Valaams Belang, the Flemish nationalist party in Belgium. It seems many on the right of the blogospghere are upset that this interview makes old Filip look bad, and argue that the interview should not have been aired because we need people like him as an ally against Islamic fanaticism. Thankfully, Tom calls bullshit on this stupidity, and once you listen to the interview, you'll understand why. Dewinter at first seems like a rational, softly-spoken chap who must have just been picked on and misrepresented by some very PC lefty types.. This impression doesn't last long. Dewinter starts getting into very disturbing territory, such as arguing for an automatic pardon for Nazi war criminals, aiming for a "white Europe" and talking about being distressed if his daughter brought home a "negro or a lesbian". He dances around this crap quite a bit, saying that these ideads are just "metaphors" for a free, tolerant democratic Europe. He also squirms around the issue of Flemish collaboration with the Nazis in WW2. The interview is calm and respectful. This is no hatchet job. Yet Dewinter still manages to make himself look like the creep he really is. Kudos to you Tom.
Who let the garbage in? Thanks to Bolty, in the aftermath of a neo-Nazi rock group playing at a Croatian social club, we get to see these Croatian-Australian soccer fans show their love and tolerance for Jews, Serbs and non-Croatians in general.
Ah, the joys of multiculturalism. It is funny though to watch these neo-Nazi baboons wail about anti-Croatian prejudice. Bwehehehe.
The Religion of Peace has been acting peaceful again Unknown "youths", possibly Wiccans, have been going on a psychotic rampage in Amsterdam. They've been protesting the hideous police-slaying of another "youth" who just happened to have been stabbing a police officer. Could happen to anyone I guess. Fight da power kiddies!!!
For any motorcyclists in the NSW/ACT region, I can highly recommend this fantastic event on Saturday November 10th. I should be going this year. How it works: you pay $50 to enter, and spend the day riding around the awesome Alpine Way with hundreds of other riders getting your card stamped at various checkpoints. You all assemble at Thredbo village late in the afternoon for a presentation ceremony, where - amongst other things - your card goes into a lottery draw for a Honda Goldwing. The event benefits childhood cancer research. It's a great ride and a great atmosphere. Be quick though, as entries are closing in a few days.
The Liberty and Democracy Party is contesting this year's federal election.
Lisa you see, is the sister-in-law of notorious serial killer Ivan Milat. Of course, she had nothing whatever to do with that lunatic's crimes, but the fact she is a (*gasp*) pro-gun-rights libertarian was enough to send the tabloid journos into a hysterical frenzy of truly comical proportions. The gist of the report was:
I was half expecting Kent Brockman to show up, backed by the theme music from Dracula. So of course, all sorts of gun-fearing loser dorks expressed their outrage about the evil of guns all over the place. That was pretty much expected. What has been amusing however, and the reason behind the title of this post, is the outrage from the more ...er..."conservative" end of the pro-gun crowd. One common complaint was reasonable: that the party shouldn't have allowed Lisa to front the cameras without some preparation and coaching, especially given the easily predictable stupid beatup over the Ivan Milat non-connection. (Though media perception of gun ownership has been hysterical since the Port Arthur Massacre, so the public's view of shooters could hardly be 'damaged', as is the oft-stated concern. Just look at the recent outcry over the opening of a gun shop in Sydney) Another point, considerably more stupid, is that the LDP will damage shooters' rights because it will "take votes away from the Shooters Party". Apparently these rocket-scientists haven't cottoned onto the fact that we have a preferential voting system. But from this point, our mouth-breathing gun-monkeys started to get a little unhinged. It appears many of them are convinced the LDP is some kind of 5th column front group for a conspiracy of (don't laugh) Greens and homosexuals. Especially the homosexuals. The gun nutters are obsessed with homosexuals. Just look at the comments culled from various idiots:
(Sure, apart from the anti-gun laws. Miss that one did you Bubba?)
(The italicised part of that last comment had the text modified by the administrator. I believe the original had something about fuck off and die faggots)
(Er, the DLP is the Democratic Labor Party, shit-for-brains)
These were the polite ones. The moderator of one site actually had to delete a lot of ranting about "faggots". I haven't even included the ones from non-LDP related discussions, like the parts about homosexuals supporting beastiality. The priceless comment was this one:
Gosh Cletus..."rednecks" you say? Can't imagine why anyone would think that. For more on these inbred yokels, go here.
I've decided my brilliant Zionist Cat needs a playmate. I'm thinking about getting a purebred from a reputable breeder. I like British Shorthairs:
We've all seen those "the moon landings never happened" kooks. But I'm betting you've never seen one like Brad Guth, who believes that: - the moon hoax was a plot by "The Yids" Brad's never explained quite why this sinister Jew/Third Reich cabal would possibly be interested in covering up life on Venus or faking a moon landing. Brad's scribblings aren't as fun as the more concise kooks like Jake McCrann, as they are usually unbroken 10,000-word incomprehensible rants of pseudo-scientific gibberish about metals, atmospheric pressure, radiation, Jew/Nazi mysticism and Kodak film. The only concise answers you'll ever get out of him are when you ask him why he can't provide the name of one single scientist, anywhere on earth, who agrees with him. He says they've all been threatened by the JewNazis to stay silent. Of course.
Islamist usenet headcase Kangarooistan reveals The Truth about the death of business mogul John Ilan:
Heh. Whatever you say Bwana......
Quote of the day
- a poster at the Bikeme.tv forums
Tera Patrick
Usenet communist 'Fran' (with whom I tangled here) gives us a display of her charming morals: On refugees from Vietnam after the communist takeover....
On supporting the heroic North Vietnamese regime....
Oh, and as to the genocide committed by Stalin and Mao, it was all the west's fault....
Right. Such a deep concern for life and liberty.
Bizarre search string of the day
WTF?
I'll have more to say about this horror-show shortly.
Lotsa arguing over my post at the ALS site.
Looks like Tom Cruise is a bigger fruit-loop than I imagined. For those of you who think the Scientology cult are a bunch of harmless nuts, please read this and this.
I missed posting on the 40th anniversary of filthy commie murderer Che Guevara's joyous execution. Well, to make up for that, here's two pictures of Che at his finest:
Mwahaha. How ya doin' down there,
maricón?
Apparently, it's really really evil to sell your own property at a price you decide is fair. Well, that's according to Newscorp airheads Gemma Jones, Jill Singer and those scumbags at the ACCC.
Gosh, two entities deciding on a price for their property. How bloody horrifying eh? Well I guess it is, if you're a fucking amoral half-wit who believes that you are somehow entitled to someone else's property at a price you want. You can blubber about "price fixing", "irresponsible corporations" and "consumer rights" all you want, but there's a word for obtaining property in this manner: theft. You are never entitled to what someone else produces, unless you have completed a voluntary contract of sale. You think the price is too high? Don't fucking buy it. Nobody owes you anything. Don't hide yourself behind a cloak of legal nobility. If you believe in the "crime" of "price fixing", you're merely an arsehole who believes in the use of capricious state power to obtain property whose price you were not willing to pay. You're fucking thieves, so stop dressing it up.
I'd be interested in hearing from anyone who has seen this movie. The trailer sure looks interesting. Yes, I know it was made by a bunch of commie arseholes, and it is sympathetic to the Islamist side, but I've also heard the movie itself is an excellent, dry, historical look at the "hows and whys" of the insurgency vs. counter-insurgency, with a realistic, fair portrayal of the French military forces (as this scene seems to indicate). So, what of it? Is it worth a look?
The ten freakiest people on earth God bless these wonderful weirdos.
7 October 2007 Gloria Estefan is what you would get if the Taco Bell chihuahua impregnated Celine Dion
What's that you say? Soccer players are a bunch of cheating, prancing, primadonna pansies? How could futbol fans not have noticed this, say, from birth? 'Beautiful game' my arse.
The self-admitted Stalinists at the Communist Party of Australia are also keen devotees of the 9/11 'truther' movement. What a surprise.
5 October 2007 Some random images in the post below, but for now, some NYC observations: 1: 2: 3: 4: 5: 6: 7: 8: 9: 10: 11: Also, the idiot who designed the Yankee stadium seating system should be thrown into a large fire. So should the retard cops in crowd control. 12: Then there were the dickheads behind the beer stand in the hall at Yankee Stadium "GET YER ICE COLD BEEEEEER HEEEERE" while you're standing right next to them. Really? 'Beer' you say? Gee, I never would have guessed with that giant sign behind your fucking melon head saying "Budweiser" and "Coors". Oh, and the Gypsy Cab guys who get in your face right outside the airport terminals. "WHERE YOU GOING BUDDY!?!?!?!? WEST SIDE HUH?!?!? COME WITH ME!!!!". And to top it all off, the NYC subway system seems to be filled with well-dressed black men with Jamaican accents who start shouting about Jesus to all the other passengers. This happened three times just in the carriages I was in. 13: 14: 15: 16: 17: 18: 19:
The street outside our apartment:
Yankee Stadium (as seen from the top tier):
One of the many views from the Empire State building:
Fifth Avenue:
Sensory overload in Times Square:
New York Public Library:
Another library shot (them New Yorkers know their architecture):
The Lady of Liberty:
Part of the Manhattan skyline, as viewed from a Ferry tour:
The Boathouse, Central Park:
The Bethesda Fountain, seen in a million TV shows and movies:
The foyer of the New York State Theater (home of City Opera):
Gaia-friendly stretch hummer in Greenwich Village:
Callicoon, a two-hour drive from NYC, right on the border with Pennsylvania:
The Delaware river at Callicoon:
Congratulations Casey Stoner, the 2007 MotoGP World Champion.
As you might imagine, the groupies of the "greatest rider of all time" are not happy:
Awww, poor duckies :)
6 September 2007 Quote of the day
Sydney Audio equipment salesman and usenet idiot Trevor Wilson, when asked to provide examples of his assertion that there is nothing anti-democratic about communism
Welcome to The Impossible Quiz.
Outta here..... I'm off to New York City tomorrow. See you in three weeks.
Feel the vibe man.......... Welcome to the deeply intellekshul blog of the Psychedelic Tourist.....
Sample post heading:
Yeah baby. Fight the power!!
....muslim internet freak Kangarooistan warns us of a neocon plot to murder camels!!!!
Of course. It's so obvious.
Instead, he's spent over three decades forging his own delightfully perverse and compelling path. His preoccupation with the body and bizarre mutations and manipulations thereof have given us exploding heads, mutant genitals and The Brundlefly, amongst many other....... things...... It's easy to be put off by the often stomach-churningly weird elements of his movies, and ignore the fact that the guy is a genuinely great storyteller. There's rarely any flab, superflous narrative in his films. You're always paying attention. Now and then though, Cronenberg drops his obsession with Body Horror and makes a "normal" movie. A History of Violence is one of these. It may not have mutant vaginas or sci-fi elements, but it's got the narrative force of a Cronenberg project. There's not an ounce of wasted energy in this movie, and it holds your attention, even when you're not sure where it's going. Viggo Mortensen plays Tom Stall, operator of a diner in Smalltown USA and happy, loving family guy. Old Tommy becomes the centre of national media attention after brutally dispatching two homicidal drifters who came to knock over his diner. Pretty soon, a bunch of creepy Philadelphia gangsters show up in town, claiming Tom is actually an ex-mafia soldier named Joey. Unpleasantness begins to accumulate in Tom's little world. This aint no cheeseball Bruce Willis action flick. It's a small, tense and intelligent tale of a happy family life meeting the brutal ugliness of mob violence. The script is concise, clever and effective. The acting is top-shelf, especially from the four leads: Viggo Mortensen, Maria Bello, a wonderfully creepy Ed Harris and a brief but memorable appearance by William Hurt. The violence scenes are short, unpleasant and devoid of any action-movie choreography. The production values, as can be expected from any Cronenberg movie, are excellent without any big movie "epic" phony-baloney. Highly recommended.
The phrase "great guitarist" is too often used in the context of stadium rock hairball poodles like Eddie Van Halen, Yngwie Malsteen, Steve Vai and all that lot. I'd rather listen to paint dry. These clowns don't play music, they are high-speed masturbators. High-speed soloing is boring as batshit. Here are two guitarists who, as far as I'm concerned, shit on the hair-metal clowns from a great height: Leo Kottke and Andy McKee.
You see, there's this "singer" named Amy Winehouse. If you want to see just how incredibly awful she is, listen to her trying to sing Michael Jackson's "Beat it". Bwahaha. Dear God.
...and another absence... ...thanks to the fucking flu. Life sure can be entertaining sometimes.
On Sunday night, Casey Stoner won another crushing victory in the Czech MotoGP race. Valentino Rossi - the "greatest rider of all time" - finished seventh.
As was to be expected, the Rossi groupie army on the web are not handling it well:
(Nicky Hayden and Dani Pedrosa, both on Michelins, finished 3rd and 4th, miles ahead of Rossi)
I agree. He should have ridden faster shouldn't he?
That upper-case type and exclamation points make a compelling case.
U R smart. Must be one of those losers who dyes their hair yellow and shaves "46" onto their head on race day.
...and by beating him on the track.
Hmmm, strange how noone asked for these things when Rossi was winning.
Beating Valentino - "sucking the life out of MotoGP". It just aint fair.
Snerk. The Archangel Rossi.
Yeah, the people beating him aren't "performing close to him". Bwehehehe.
Yup, aside from his crushing race victories, Stoner still has a lot to prove.
I guess someone could tell this angry fellow that Rossi supported these tyre regulations. Right up until the point where he started losing.
Yes, feel the power of Rossi-brand upper-case typing!
Madness I tells ya! God-boy isn't winning! I can't wait to see the wailing if/when Stoner wins the title. The level of enraged delusion on display right now is a sight to behold.
I like to educate my readers in the areas of high culture and science. And on that note, here's everything you'll ever need to know about farts.
Jennifer Hawkins wants to strip for the camera.
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Despite some deranged hyperventilating on the right of the blogosphere, very little is going to change: 
This sprawling, 16-song CD is as close to rock n' roll perfection as it gets. Loud, ultra-heavy, yet beautifully melodic. It was both disciplined and raw, ugly and beautiful. From the Who-On-Steroids Spoonman, to the semi-psychadelic stunner 
There was a bit of a ruckus some days back when one of the Senate candidates, 
Gay one legged black lesbian whales already have enough support as far as I'm concerned 
If he'd spent his life using his talents for commercial projects, or devoted to grand epics of faux-ernestness, he'd be insanely rich and/or need a room for his truckload of Oscars.
