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Whacking Archive 17 September 2003 More of the agonizing pain that is Ross Gittens' life Chief Economics Wussy at the Sydney Morning Herald, Ross Gittens, is moaning again about the abundance of choice and freedom capitalism produces. In his latest word-bilge, Gittens fawns over some godawful "the world is going to hell" book written by Labor party muppet Lindsay Tanner.
Gittens - of course - cites no evidence for this.
Gittens' powers of sociological insight are a thing of wonder.
So? Turn the fucking thing off, you dickhead. Here comes the obligatory whinge about customer service:
Yes, it means someone will be able to take your call when you phone them. What a horrible development. He goes on to state the revelatory point that free markets are a result of individualism and libertarianism. You know, unlike all those collectivist free markets we've heard so much about. And he comes his grand moan:
"mindless pursuit of materialism" - ie. buying a nice home, a car, the yearly holiday, Xmas presents for your family, and building up retirement savings. Things which will provide for your future and the future of your family. As a capitalist-fearing wussy, one shudders at the thought. You greedy bastards all of you. You should be unemployed at home, reading Heidegger to your kids and teaching them about an "authentic existence". It's worth noting too, that the grossly obese Gittens' idea of "mindless materialism" doesn't inlcude gorging himself with donuts. Which I guess explains the continued popularity of this, this, this, this and this.
No, Mr. Economics Writer, the free market system depends on people being able to spend their money on what they want, without twats like you telling them what they should be spending it on.
And we've already seen what Gittens means by "gangster capitalism": the nightmare of people being able to choose between different products. Let's recap what Gittens said a few weeks ago, when he wrote one of the biggest howlers in the history of australian journalism;
Those vicious "gangster" capitalists, mercilessly inflicting different fruits upon us.
Noooooooo!!....really? A stunning development that, given that since the industrial revolution, people have actually gained the ability to vote and earn money. I guess Gittens and Tanner prefer the love and hugs you only get with feudalism.
Or perhaps they assumed these were private matters for individuals and families and that, just maybe, politicians should keep their bloody noses out of it.
Great. Ross wants some good old government micro-management of our private lives. We can have Brian Harradine, Natasha Stott-Despoja, Martin Ferguson and Bob Katter determining our relationships. Gee, does this sound like fun to you?
Yes, and the answer to those implications is for the government to do a lot less of everything. That's not the way for Tanner and Gittens though. They want a Ministry of Cuddles.
'Enlightenment',
of course, meaning bigger government.
See? This is what
I've been telling you people all along.
A fascinating piece over at East Side Boxing about the reasons a Mike Tyson vs. George Foreman bout never eventuated back in 1990. Could the jolly old fat bald guy, 15 years past his prime really have been a match for the seemingly invincible Iron Mike? Most laughed at the idea. Everyone it seems, except Tyson himself.
I kinda
agree. Foreman in his prime would have destroyed Tyson within two rounds.
I disagree that the older George would have finished off Iron Mike so
easily, though my money would still be on the old man. His sheer size,
concrete chin and savage hitting power would get Tyson in the end. What
a shame we never saw this. 15 September 2003
Check out this load of simpering drivel from that noted cheesebrain Anne Summers, already recoiling from the upcoming visit of Evil Dubya, and pining for the days when we were visited by the world's most famous sex-predator.
We can also not expect him to bomb pharmaceutical factories to distract the public from his weird sexual obessions, nor expect him to ignore several offers to hand over Osama Bin Laden on account of being too busy getting blowjobs in the oval office. Stupid
bint. Top-notch
article by my libertarian
& ANU colleague Alex Robson. I made
the mistake of channel surfing at 10.30pm and accidentally came across
talentless commie Brit singer Billy Bragg singing some atonal dirge about
Evil White People, or something. Fucking mullet. Thanks
to John B. for this: some bitchingly cool new-style
PCs. Welcome to the latest thrillseeking activity: Extreme Ironing! (Thanks
to Dan for the link) This is great. I especially liked some of the useful french phrases: We
surrender! Yum! Beaver
cheese! A pot of
rabbit-noses in cream, please. I am not
a saboteur disguised as a camembert. I am a real cheese, lieutenant. Honestly. My God! They're
throwing Danish mustard! Run for your life! Rationing?
Is that a problem? Everything is edible. Unfortunately
I cannot come and eat poodle guts on Friday. I'm attending a revolution. Mommy, when
I grow up, I want a whole farm of cows with a cold, so we can always eat
cattle snot. Tell me,
have you ever eaten an exploded pacific isle? Me neither. We must do something
about it. (Thanks
for Carol for the heads-up.) 13 September 2003 Quote of the day
- senior
Israeli official speaking to AFP on condition of anonymity
Thank
to Dan for this.
Hehehehe Thanks to a bug, the Draggin Jeans link on the right-hand menu had been pointing elsewhere for god knows how long. I've fixed it. (Draggin Jeans makes kevlar-lined jeans for motorcyclists, in case you were wondering). Being a big boxing fan, I've added the excellent East Side Boxing to the menu. Any sport which makes the medical profession and the weasels at The Canberra Times that angry has got to be worthwhile. What's
happened to the World Superbikes
site? It's gone back to it's pre-2001 "under construction" notice,
so I've removed it from the menu. Motorcyclists
reading this should head over to the Red
Max online store: they're selling their protective
riding jeans at 50% off. They make a great alternative to bulky leather
pants and are vastly more protective than normal jeans or cargo pants.
They're offering a similar deal on their jackets
too. 12 September 2003 Quote of the day "I prefer the hands-on touch you only get with hired goons"
It was the week from hell at work, hence the low posting. Full service should resume tomorrow.
Rest In Peace man...
Ms. Jones gives the sociopathic professor a serious bollocking.
More peace and love, muslim-style.
More possibilities. I'm not buying a V8. Get over it. 9 September 2003 Ooh,
so Mother Nature needs a favor? Well maybe she should have thought of
that when she was besetting us with droughts and floods and poison monkeys!
Nature started the fight for survival, and now she wants to quit because
she's losing. Well, I say, hard cheese. Sasha
Castel has a new URL: http://sasha.coldfury.com
Six hundred and sixty thousand killed and injured? His sources? John Pilger, an Iraqi doctor living in Britain, and the Iraqi branch of Nazimedia. Later in the same paragraph, this stomach-churner:
Thank you, Dr. Streicher. The rest
of the essay is not for the weak-of-stomach. I think I prefered Richard
when he was unintelligible.
The rest of David Horowitz's piece on this degenerate, wife-beating thug makes for great reading. Espcially this bit:
Personally, I'll never forget when the first Prez Bush visited Australia after the LA riots - a huge group of white, stinky middle-class uni students furiously screaming slogans at Bush's motorcade: No Peace!! No Justice!! Burn, LA, Burn!! Lovely people. Damn,
The Wog is on a roll right
now, giving the boot to Germaine Greer and Paul Keating, amongst other
stuff. Welcome back to the blogroll woggy..... As far as motorbike racing goes, last weekend blew goats. First, Neil Hodgson the World Superbike title at Assen, which says more about the standard of competition this year than it does about Neil. Neil is a good rider, and has won a few races in the past, but has never been anywhere near championship-grade in the face of real competition. This year, his Ducati 999 was one of only two full-factory superbikes in the field, with Honda,Yamaha, Aprilia, Benelli and Kawasaki all withdrawing from the competition, and the top riders had all left for greener pastures. Ducatis have won every race this year, making it the dullest championship in years. What a bore.
And after
one of the greatest GP races of all time a few weeks ago in Brno, Sunday's
MotoGP race was a snoozefest from start to finish. Rossi and Honda won
by miles. 8 September 2003
- The
great Cantinera, explaining why she's
never taken up blogging
From that blubbering rag, The Canberra Times:
Yup. Prime Minister John Howard... conservative = terrorist Ah, so
clever and witty these leftie commentators. Check out Pryor's other
dreck.
Been ploughing through my copies of Two Wheels, when I came across a column by Grant Roff. Roff is an example of so many petrolheads I meet: reverse rednecks. Fat, ageing, leftist yobbo gastropods who spend their lives drinking beer, farting, talking bikes and screeching about how the Americans are to blame for them becoming ugly old cunts with no girlfriends, crappy jobs, zero IQs and low incomes. This particular cockstain - writing under the name "Groff" - is a confessed 'former' communist who is perpetually grumbling on about evil capitalism not giving him stuff for free, about how capitalism is evil coz he doesn't earn as much money as Bill Gates, and how he has a permanently shrivelled dick because he's weally, weally scared of big, bad Americans. I give you these particularly brilliant comments:
Yes, maybe he could stop all the foreign aid to Africa give some money to the billionaire Osama Bin Laden. Turns out his self-righteous America-hating rage has less to do with his kindergarten geopolitical analysis, and more to do with the fact he was refused entry for lying about being president of this bunch of scumbags. Naturally,
like all socialists, this man who proudly allied himself with the most
murderous ideology in history now blithers about the vicious nature of
American bureaucracy. Hawthorne's
finest citizen rips into Euroweenie
culture snobs and the horrid Yoko
Ono.
John Pilger - who has never met a mass-murdering psychopath he didn't adore - becomes more of a west-hating sociopath every day.....
"Concentration camps". Sweet jesus. I loved this line:
Oh, and apparently the evil white people are slaughtering protestors:
And his opinion of American & British troops?
Yeah.
Lots of fearless, intelligent journalism here folks.
The sociopaths at International Socialist Organisation reckons the real reason Pauline Hanson deserved to go to jail was not electoral fraud, but racism.
They're a little short on detail as to what "rights" hanson was attacking.
Whatever you say Tovarich. They hate Hanson, but they seem awfully keen on that noted humanitarian, V.I. Lenin. Hanson used impolite language, Lenin implemented a system which murdered millions. Welcome
to modern socialist thought. Paul
Bickford has finally scored himself a readable
blog. 6 September 2003 Quote of the day
The LDP has asked me to be a candidate in the next federal election. I said I'd do it if they bought me enough beer. Actually
it'd be perverse fun running a campaign along the lines of: vote for
me - I'll cut all your welfare payments and you'll have to pay
to send your kids to school. But hey, cheap beer!
Thanks
to all who responded to my car post some weeks back, offering advice,
commentary and colourful insults. I've hardly answered any of those e-mails
yet, so I just wanted to thank everyone who wrote in. I went motorbike testing today, the ride of choice was Honda's new but low-key CB1300.
Talk about a surprise. The CB1300 is a gem of a motorcycle, and a genuine alrounder. The 1284cc injected in-line four-cylinder powerplant offers plenty of grunt. Unlike most other big nakeds, the ergonomics feel good too, with a comfy seat and well-positioned handlebars. The old-style needle-n-clock speedo and tacho work well, and are well-complimented by the digital clock and fuel guage. The biggest surprise was the handling: it steered beautifully, with none of the top-heavy "oil barge" feeling displayed by Kawasaki's ZRX1200. It flicked from side-to-side with little effort and was beautifully stable. It is a heavy bike but it doesn't feel it. The suspension felt well-sorted - soaking up the bumps while retaining enough stiffness for fast rides through the twisty stuff. The brakes are easy to use but offer lots of stopping power. You do get a lot of windblast on the bike, but Honda offers an accessory windscreen (albeit for a whopping $478). Pillion accomodation looks good too, with a decent rear seat and large grab-handle. At $15,990 ride-away, the CB1300 is a great all rounder: comfy enough for touring, sporty enough to go nuts on. It's also $500 cheaper than Kawasaki's brilliant Z1000. That bike is lighter, has a more flickable chassis, a more "fun" engine and much, much sexier styling. The Honda has better stability, pillion accomodation and a price advantage. Hmmm...looks
like I'll need to do a back-to-back comparison soon.
Well, well, well, it seems Kawasaki is releasing a smaller version of the wonderful z1000 next year: the z750.
It will have a 748cc version of the bigger brother's four-cylinder injected engine, an (obviously) lighter chassis, and the single exhaust instead of the attractive (but admittedly inefficient) four-in-one system of the bigger bike. I can't wait to ride one. Kawasaki are making a serious comeback, after years of plummeting sales resulting from a conservative, outdated range of machines. It looks like ex-Mazda guru Shunji Tanaka has done wonders in his short time at the head the big K's bike division. With this new bike, the Z1000, the sexy ZX6 and the upcoming flagship - the ZX10, Kawasaki have transformed themselves into a manufacturer that now offers the sexiest, most futuristic-looking performance bike lineup. Well
done lads, great to see you back.
Alarming article in Frontpage about jew-hatred in the UK.
Wonderful. Naturally
of course, the left still bleat about racism against Muslims. 3 September 2003 Ted Rall: portrait of a lunatic A great rant against leftist sociopath cartoonist Ted Rall by Al Maviva over at Sasha's site. A sample:
There's more, much
more. Good
post by Steve Edwards on our woeful Federal opposition leader, though
I'm dubious about his assertion that Crean can never be elected
PM.
The drooling two-wheeled losers are blubbering again, celebrating a bunch of greenie psycho arseholes torching some brand-new SUVs:
Then they get around to talking about Iraq:
It's
enough to make me want to drive a Volvo. I hope this isn't Scott's last political post, because it's a damned good-'un.
Read
the rest. 1 September 2003
- The
Good, The Bad and The Ugly
In some analysis worthy of capitalism-fearing wussy Ross Gittens, Niall Cook is whinging about the horrors of paying fees for ATM use. Most people are prepared to pay a fee to withdraw money from another bank's ATM. It's called making a consumer choice. A choice noone is obliged to make. Niall's having none of it though, and blows his lid with this childish screech:
He gives us some history:
Well, the "fucking idiots" were people like Niall who seemed to have trouble comprehending that banks operate as businesses and not charities, and that if he didn't like their service, he didn't need to bloody well use it. Here's some fantasy-land nostalgic whining:
Oh yeah,
I miss that wonderful "service": Yeah, I sure do miss all that service we used to get in our pre-ATM paradise. But noooooo. This stuff is bad, because cheapskate luddite mumblers like Niall hate having to pay for his massively expanded ability to manage his money. Guess it sounds too much like hard work. Here cometh the big revelation:
Hate to break this to you boyo, but most of us are already aware that banks make profits. And we know fees are part of it. Go read your bank statements sometime, or the documents available from your bank upon request: this means you haven't been conned. You have made a choice to use a service for which there is a cost. Don't blame the bank if you're too bloody lazy to examine their fees and services, or shop around for a better deal. If you
don't want to pay the price, don't use the service. And stop moaning your
sorry arse off about not getting something for nothing. Set for release in 2004 is Aprilia's totally revamped RSVR. I want one of these so bad I can taste it. Sleek, sexy, with that big, booming and utterly horny V-twin engine. I mean a real v-twin, with horsepower, and handling. Not those big, fat, boring tubs of tractor-shite known as Harleys. This - my friends - is a real motorcycle.
Their latest newsletter/magazine/compost heap is out. Among this week's gems.... - The Jews apparently sabotaged the ceasefire & roadmap to peace. You know, the one where Palestinians keep murdering Jews but the Jews can't shoot back. The article includes this classic quote:
- The
Well, that and murdering a cop. - Oh, and lots of
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Our
own nutmonger is back. His latest effort is the utterly batty anti-war
howl "
Rodney King was arrested again. He was speeding at 100 miles an hour,
high on PCP, when he ran a red light in Rialto, California on August
27. It is just a matter of luck that King hasn’t killed someone
yet. This was his fifth arrest since a kangaroo court awarded him $3.8
million some years ago because the LAPD had “violated his civil
rights.”
Big
naked bikes have never done well in Oz, and Honda's latest has arrived
with little fanfare. Frankly, I had little interest in it. Honda tend
to make very well-built but characterless motorcycles, and I haven't been
impressed by big nakeds recently. They tend to be heavy, bulky, with awkward
top-heavy handling. I thought the CB1300 was going to be another one of
these with a dull, detuned engine, especially as I had 
