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Whacking Archive 25 October 2003 PNG Prime Minister Michael "Big Bwana" Somare has praised Malaysian Nazi PM Mahatier, and criticised Australia for brutally giving PNG lots of our taxpayer dollars.
Hasn't actually stopped
him accepting the money of course.
While Margot Moonbat is busy discovering new threats to Australian democracy on a daily basis, the bloated socialist loser is now blabbing about sheep, an Indonesian boat which sank in Indonesian waters, and a lot of his own rage at the population voting for The Wrong Bloke since 1996.
What, the system started by the Labor government?
Who has 'manned the barricades' exactly?
Well, unseaworthy Indonesian boats that sink in Indonesian waters generally don't become huge election issues in Australia.
One minute we are indifferent, the next we are apparently glad they were 'murdered'. The power of delusion is a remarkable thing.
Again, who is this "we" who has huffed and puffed?
Uh, Phil, the sheep will end up on dinner plates or be put down.
What 'political backlash'?
This of course explains why we've given them to muslim-populated Eritrea. Idiot. Not surprisingly,
Niall Cook sees Adams' word-vomit as 'incisive
and keenly-edged'. Scott Wickstein has
some
fine musings on these topics. Sports
betting tip:
don't
put your money on Namibia winning the rugby world cup. 23 October 2003 Fuckin' soccer moms in Toyota vans. Don't take your crap life out on me.
And Mark Latham - the glass-jawed hypocrite - didn't say a word and shook Bush's hand. You big, brave, blue-collar aussie warrior you! The best quote from this whole affair has been noted by Paul Bickford:
Hehehe.
But surely this can't be happening! There are laws which prevent this sort of thing! Of course,
no matter how useless gun control laws are, their failure will only lead
to even more idiotic anti-gun measures.
The increasingly
unhinged Margot
Kingston cops a walloping from both Aaron
Oakley and Evil
Dan. Choice stuff. Reader Dave Schipani asks.............
My vote's for the
Predator. He'll know how to deal with leftist dissenters, peacenicks and
anti-gun wankers. After blowing it mightily in the aesthetic stakes with their new 999 and 749 - both uglier than a hatful of arseholes - Ducati have regained some styling cred by displaying three tasty new retro models which, while equipped with modern 1000cc engines and kit, nevertheless offer some serious retro charm. I find the Sport 1000 to be particularly yummy. In other Duke news, they have come out with a limited-edition replica of the 998 used in Matrix Reloaded. Thankfully, the 998 had the classic "916" styling. Personally, I think Ducati have completely lost it when it comes to cosmetics. The ST2/4 touring range are amazingly bland, the flagship 999/749s are butt-ugly compared to the stunning 916 design, and the new Multistrada is the most hideous looking stinkbeast Italy has given the two-wheeled world since the mafia goons at Bimota ceased production. And they're massively overpriced. When it comes to Italian style, Aprilia are beating the competition hands-down. I saw the new RSV at Phillip Island, and let me tell you, that thing is sex on two wheels. Then
again, they're all Italian bikes, which means I'd never buy one. The Italians
might be great at designing motorcycles, but they fall apart quicker than
the French infantry. Drool over them, but when it comes to handing over
your dollars, buy Japanese. I see the Guardian is doing their Best British Blogs awards thingy. You notice that the word Samizdata does not appear anywhere. See Perry?
That's what you get for not showing due respect to your cultural betters.
Two excellent articles, the first by Tony Parkinson in The Age about snivelling hown-grown idiots protesting Dubya's visit:
The second looks at
leftist double-standards in
the USA. More excellent work from Frontpage. 21 October 2003 Arrived
back from Phillip Island yesterday. Beautiful weather for the entire trip
on the way back. A fairly leisurely ride, taking about 9 hours. The crawl
out of Phillip Island to Inverloch was as slow and dull as ever, but the
rest of it was pretty cool. There were surprisingly few As for the races, they were decent, but not spectacular. Arriving at the track on sunday morning, we were met by arctic blizzard conditions, which became warm sunshine by the time the MotoGP race came around. Gotta love that Victorian weather. The best part of this year's event was the truly loud, now-unmuffled bikes. It's was the eerie growl of the Proton v-5 that gets the Oscar. A close runner up was the green machine: the Kawasaki might be a slow-as-fart bike, but the ear-splitting intake howl under acceleration was truly F1 in nature. Oh, if
Peter
Batchelor is reading this, I should also mention that I exceeded the
speed limit for the entire trip. As I will next time. And there aint nothing
you can do about it you parasitic little turd. Kiss my ass.
Some local pro-Castro moonbats are doing their own little Haaj to the holy land;
I guess they mean the people who aren't in prison and have been pre-approved for parlez-vous by party goons.
Those 'sanitoriums' for AIDS sufferers get rave reviews.
They worked for Pol Pot and Mugabe.
They've also been pretty good at eliminating political dissent, freedom of speech, freedom to vote, freedom of assembly, freedom of worship and freedom to travel.
Let's ask Cuba's homosexual population about this. Hang on, they all seem to be in prison.
Give
Nick and Flora a ring, and tell them they're a bunch of cunts. You win oz$30,000 to buy a new car with. Assume this money is tax free. The question is: what four-wheeled vehicle would you buy? The
rough equivalent in other currencies (thanks to the currency
converter): The
rules: If you spend less than this amount, the money must be used on accessories, insurance or fuel for the vehicle. Send
your answers to: tex {at} whackingday {dot} com
Stolen from my friend Cantinera: Current
Clothes: Large, floppy red "surf circuit" t-shirt &
biege cargo pants Favorite..... 12 October 2003 Adios As you will have noticed, I haven't posted much in the last few weeks. I'm busy, stressed, cranky and burnt-out. Thankfully, in a few days I'll be going away for a week. Hooray. Replenish the juices and all that. This site will not be updated until 21 or 22 October. Take
care folks, 9 October 2003 Bleh Switched offices at work today, due to fungal spores in my old work corridor. Hated that shitty old building anyway. Was without my computer all day and lotsa hectic removal operations. Compensated with a free beer at lunch, then spent the evening at a digital media training course. The upshot is I'm too tired to blog tonight. See you in a bit. 8 October 2003 The List of Truth 1: Every
person who drives a Subaru WRX is a fuckwit. 8: I can't stand people who revolve their entire life around a single issue. As an example, I know people who select their holiday destinations on the basis that they have gun laws that they like. Get a life you sad cunts. 6 October 2003 "shut
up and blog more you lazy cunt" Decided to take a few days off blogging due to exhaustion, lack of interest and some severe physical pain. I think I've simultaneously pinched 50% of my nerves, torn several ligaments and acquired the Ross River Virus. On the upside, had a great day out today. Got driven in a brand-new Mitsubishi Pajero out to the one-horse town of Gundaroo, where I lunched at the Cork St Cafe, and consumed one of their awesome, award-winning pizzas. The dessert: a chocolate/almond flour-less cake. Yummy. A humorous site on the main street: a rustic building with the words "Gundaroo Literary Institute" - how cosmopolitan! Lunch was followed up by a quick drive (in the pouring rain) thru the Canberra-region wineries, where I've never been. The one
we visited was the wonderfully named Dionysus
Winery. A tiny outfit, but with some superb product. We were given
a brief tour of the small facility by the charming proprietors Michael
and Wendy, and given a sample of their exquisite, yet-to-be-bottled 2003
Merlot. We even purchased a couple of bottles of their available stock
before making our way home. I'm glad some people have way too much time on their hands. Welcome to Cat Town! Thanks
to Dan for the link.
Evander's career is over. His dream of regaining the heavyweight title/s is over. His skills, strength and stamina have eroded to the point where he has become little more than a punching bag for the world's top fighters. One can admire his guts and determination, but the sight of this once great athlete being beaten to a pulp over and over again is a sad one. Evander,
with all due respect and affection, you're finished. The time has come
to quit before you become a vegetable. Paul
Bickford brings
us depressing news on recent activities of two of our worst exports:
John Pilger and Helen Caldicott. Gave one of these a look-over yesterday. I want one. The Kia Sorento. 2 October 2003 Back in a jiffy Busy as hell with work right now, should resume posting tomorrow. 1 October 2003 Paul McCartney is actually dead apparently That would explain the quality of his musical output for the last thirty years. But seriously, ya gotta love conspiracy kooks. McCartney really died in 1966 and was "replaced" by a Canadian military policeman named William Sheppard. Mmmmyup.....
I'm a list addict. Sue me. Six of the best cinematographers Dante
Spinotti (Heat, The Insider) Five best post-WW2 heavyweights 1- Muhammad
Ali Five underrated movies Red Rock
West Three things Americans suck at Making
beer
Are
you insane? Thanks to Zoopie for the link. 29 September 2003 Congrats to Chris Vermeulen, 2003 Word Supersport Champion!!
Makes a nice change from that pompous French wanker Fabian Foret. And congrats too to another aussie: Vermeulen's Honda team-mate Karl Muggeridge, who actually won last night's supersport race. Aussies
rock baybee.........
This useless leech, who stumbled from one idiotic policy to another in his long tenure as communications minister (amongst them, his grand achievement in 'stopping porn on the internet'), will now suck on the public tit for the rest of his worthless life after contributing exactly nothing to Australian society for so many years. Richard,
do something useful for your country and have a fatal heart attack or
something. We deserve no less. If you're
wondering where that paragon of left-wing crackpots - John Pilger - had
gotten to, he's just written the lead
article for the Stalinist rag The Green Left Weekly.
I just
stumbled across the website for The
Electronic Intifada. 27 September 2003 Scorcese's fascinating mess
It's odd the film was as enjoyable as it turned out to be, given the sloppy direction, incoherent narrative, poor editing, and the appalling, movie-destroying performance of Cameron Diaz. What worked? Daniel Day-Lewis' portrayal of the demonic Bill The Butcher, the stunning production design, historical detail and cinematography, but best of all, Jim Broadbent's scene-stealing turn as William "Boss" Tweed. Leo wasn't bad, but he was instantly forgettable, and the scenes between him and Diaz should have been euthanised. Diaz really was terrible beyond belief. Every time she was on screen, you half-expected her to say "like, you know, whatever". She stuck out like a tarantula on a carrot. It is perhaps less of a story than a series of disconnected sequences, as none of the story strands or moods are continued or developed for any length of time, and the conclusion is a weird half-baked blah, confusing story with historical context, doing justice to neither. Give
it a look. You'll like it so long as you don't expect too much. And try
to watch it in widescreen on a very big screen if you can.
Tim Blair's AFL team just got walloped by 50 points in today's grand final. It's bad enough they have the gayest outfits in AFL, but Tim's Precious Magpies keep losing the big games. Funny
for the rest of us though. Hehehehe
He knows
why. That fucker. 25 September 2003
- Chinese
proverb Aussie Mat Mladin has won his fourth AMA Superbike Championship. The American riders - crybaby wankers for the most part - will squeal their titties off. Why Suzuki
doesn't take this guy to the world scene defies belief. He's so far ahead
of Josh Hopkins and that wanker Kenny Roberts it's not funny. And it's
a good'un: say hi to Red
Horse Rainbow.
Bill Gates just handed over US$100mil to help out with AIDS in Africa, thereby doing more to solve the problem than every single leftist pinko twit on earth combined. Naturally
of course, The Guardian has
a column talking about his "real motives". Das Terminator
has written an
article on the Californian economy. Or maybe one of his handlers wrote
it. Whatever, it's pretty good. Q: What is the difference between The Green Left Weekly and Julius Streicher? 22 September 2003 Ugghhh I'm experiencing Death Flu. Maybe I'll be fit tomorrow. 21 September 2003 This afternoon I got back from a great overnight ride to Mallacoota on the Victorian coast. The ZX9R proved itself yet again to be the perfect mount for fast, long road rides, and the new(ish) Sheepy Hollow seat cover meant I didn't get a sore arse. Here are two pics, the first is of the beautiful Mallacoota inlet, the second is of me & bike near the jetty. Click on each pic for the full-size version.
Otherwise,
I got some work to do tonight, so bloggin' should be back to normal tomorrow. Thanks
to Captain Kidneys for the heads-up on this wonderful
kook site. Christian fundies take on Evil Aliens! Woo! Paul
Bickford tells of his once-upon-a-time encounter with former Labor
scumbag and Suharto-arse-licker Gareth Evans. It makes for mightily entertaining
reading and is not the slightest bit surprising. Looking for older whackings? Wanna see my previous rants against lefty, commie, peacenick wankers, plus lots of fun stuff about motorcycles, music and movies?................ Click here for the full past whackings index |
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Seems
the great masses of Australians didn't quite rise up against The Evil
Prez as some hoped. Pretty much just some adolescent-wank screeching during
his address from pro-tyrant Green idiots Bob Brown and Kerry Nettle (who's
protest was about a free trade agreement, for fuck's sake), which
Dubya steamrolled over, and the usual band of 
Evander
Holyfield, once one of history's greatest heavyweight boxers, was beaten
to a pulp yesterday by the ageing, bloated middleweight James Toney.
One
of the worst ministers of his generation - Richard Alston - resigned today
to collect his disgustingly large parliamentary retirement package.
Just
watched Gangs of New York on my big-ass home theatre setup. 
