This will be the third time I try to write something about
COVID-19. I put it off for as long as I could. Then I went for it. Then shit
accelerated exponentially, I started again and then I lost the second attempt
because I haven’t quite worked out the whole having two computers in use thing.
Deleted the second one thinking it was the first one and now I find myself attempting
to write myself out of procrastination once more.
Quarantine does strange things to people. I can’t remember
ever deleting an unsaved piece that I liked. But I also can’t remember ever being
told that I needed to stay home for the benefit of the populace.
My first two pieces were attempts at dissecting the abject
failure of the Morrison Government’s response to the pandemic. I’ve decided
that to detail it once more would be an exercise in futility. All that needs to
be said is that following the absolute fail that was Scotty from Marketing’s handling
of The Morrison Fires, we should not be surprised that he’s fucked this one up
as well.
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Twenty-Twenty – will forever be remembered as the year when the Prime Minister
of Australia prayed for those Australians not burnt, to be infected with a
potentially fatal disease, while smirking his way through the whole debacle.
Australians need to remember that the PM is a Happy Clapping
Evangelical who is praying for The End of Days. He wants this shit. The
“Thoughts and Prayers” he was sending out from Hawaii as Australia was on fire were
to keep it burning the sinners away while he and Jenny and the girls got safely
Raptured up to his sky fairy castle. The inaction around COVID-19 is simply his
way of welcoming another Horseman of The Apocalypse.
Once upon a time, we held one principle pillar of Democracy
– The Separation of Powers – as being paramount to the successful operation of
society. These days we have a Cult-Member failing to run the country.
Politics should never be governed by a Religious
Organisation. Not here. Not anywhere.
It’s not as if Morrison is the first PM to publicly acknowledge
their alleged adherence to one faith or another, but as far as I can tell, he’s
the first to actually think it’s real. In his mind, he’s presiding over The Rapture
and is loving it.
I have no problem with individual spiritual beliefs or
practices until they are used to the detriment of those who do not share said
beliefs. But this where Australia finds itself. Through bribery and deceit, we
were delivered a Liberal/National Coalition Government.
The Nation is now paying for its sins. I won’t stoop to the
level of disparaging dogs in this rant, but we have certainly made our bed and
it is full of fleas. Given the choice between a bloke who wanted to stop the
rich rorting the system so we could improve the healthcare system and a bloke who
wants us to burn and die choking on our own phlegm, we chose the latter.
Scott Morrison’s acceptance of and aspiration to be present
for The End of Days is potentially more of a threat to National Security than
the virus itself. A man who cannot deliver clear and concise directives because
his religious beliefs are contrary to the overwhelming scientific evidence is
not someone fit to lead a Nation. He’d struggle to lead a sportsball team.
Which is probably why he is so shit at carrying the drinks… I digress, but think
about that for a minute, the bloke who got picked last for playground sports
games is running the country.
Now I don’t believe sporting prowess is indicative of
competent leadership, but it is interesting to note the enthusiasm with which the
PM accepted the duties of Waterboy. Then he pissed himself.
If he isn’t pissing himself now, he should be. His
incompetence and inaction has worsened what could have been a little hiccup for
us, on this island(s) Don’t worry Tassie, I remember you’re there)) where we
happen to find ourselves. The borders could (and should) have been closed in a
matter of hours when the first restrictions were placed on China. For every
country. The fact that most Australian infections of COVID-19 were originally
imported from the USA, is something that cannot be ignored or brushed over.
Anyone who believed Trump had anything nearing a competent response
to the inevitable outbreak in the US is delusional and should be locked up for
their own safety and that of others. Scott Morrison is one of those people. His
sycophantic relationship with The Orange Idiot Child-in-Chief is not only
embarrassing but has resulted in preventable cases of COVID-19 infections entering
the country. Not to say that most cases of COVID-19 entering the country haven’t
been Australian Citizens or Permanent Residents but the response to returning
travellers has been sub-standard, if I’m being polite.
Without bothering to go into the clusterfuck that has been The
Governments response to floating petri dishes disembarking infected passengers
to disperse across the country (and globe), there had been little to no testing
at airports until the States took leadership. Border Force, with all its extra
funding has failed in their primary purpose – to protect Australia from Foreign
Threats – while the Potato Fuhrer got The Rona himself. One does not need to be
a medical professional or scientist to appreciate that he was probably asymptomatic
while attending Cabinet meetings before he was diagnosed. Which is how we get
back to Trump.
Dutton was in The White House only days before a Cabinet
meeting and Ivanka decided to self-isolate with her family following her
meeting with him. But Morrison decided the best course of action was to
postpone a ban on mass gatherings until after he attended his cult’s
fundraising event but not “the footy” as he had pledged only a few days prior –
an early warning of the inconsistency in messaging that has defined the Government’s
response to COVID-19. While not quite at Trumpian levels of incoherence, Scotty
from Marketing has tried his best to emulate the self-proclaimed “Chosen One” and
pretend that this whole thing isn’t really a big deal.
Once more Scotty was caught short and scrambled to make it
look like he was doing something. He jumped the gun by declaring a Pandemic before
the WHO yet failed to implement blanket travel bans at the same time. That The
Ruby Princess was allowed to leave Australian waters on the fifteenth of
March (four days after the WHO had officially declared a pandemic) when public
gatherings of over five hundred people were banned is nothing short of
negligent. Allowing the ship to disembark passengers on their return, with no
restrictions, is possibly criminal. As there is now a police investigation into
discovering whose incompetence made this clusterfuck possible, don’t hold your
breath waiting for any politician to comment on it.
The rumour mill is back in business, with reports of Hillsong
Conference Attendees (allegedly including relatives of Minister Alex Hawke)
being present on the cruise. While yet to be confirmed, it is not beyond the
realms of possibility given that the conference wrapped up the day prior to the
ship’s departure and may go someway to explaining the hasty disembarkation of passengers
when the ship docked.
Like every other red-blooded Australian, I am fond of a good
conspiracy theory, just more along the lines of how Harold Holt is still living
large in a Dacha overlooking the Black Sea, drunk on vodka whilst getting fat
on caviar and borscht.
Instead, I find myself coming to terms with the fact that,
not only have fundamentalist evangelicals infiltrated the highest elected
offices of the land, they have used their positions of power to stack the
public service with their Happy Clapping mates. I know I am not alone in having
little faith in any blame being apportioned to the Commonwealth Government or
Hillsong at the conclusion of any investigation that is ultimately led by Morrison’s
mate and bin attendant, Mick Fuller. Any measure of respect he may have held by
virtue of his position was diminished when his friendship with Morrison was made
public and was destroyed when he handballed the faux investigation into Angus
Taylor to the AFP.
Arguments can be made as to the jurisdictional boundaries
regarding the location where the offence was committed, and they are reasonable
arguments from a purely legal point of view. But the general public perceived
it as Fuller passing the buck to the AFP who subsequently fueled community suspicion
that they are Government lap dogs by not even conducting a credible investigation.
But if Fuller manages to fulfill his duty this time around and
discovers that the original decision by Border Force to deny the Ruby
Princess from docking was overturned due to Ministerial pressure will the
public ever know about it?
The odds of a Government Minister being charged with a
criminal offence are not good. Especially if it happens to be true that Minister
Hawke’s relatives were on board. Fuller won’t charge a fellow Happy Clapper and
even if he was dismissed, his replacement (and the DPP) will have to face the lawyers
funded by the financial behemoth that is Hillsong. It wouldn’t surprise me if
they hired Pell’s lawyer, Bret Walker SC. Given he doesn’t seem to give a shit
about representing a paedophile, it shouldn’t be too much of a stretch to defend
a cultist charged with using their position to release a deadly virus into Australia.
The Pell decision really fucked with my quarantine and is the
reason this rant has taken me a week longer than I wanted it to. When the
decision was handed down, I went and bought a carton of Cass Beer and started drinking
before looking with any detail into the ruling. Then I spent the afternoon reassuring people
that he got off on a technicality and the fact a jury found him guilty has not
changed. It is little succour to the victims of child sexual abuse, but it is
The Law and I’m still too angry to go into detail about Pell, but he is just
another example of religious influence on Australia’s political elite. Former Prime
Ministers Howard and Abbott publicly defended Pell whereas Former Prime Minister
Gillard released a heartfelt and reassuring message to victims following
the courts decision. Ms Gillard is an Atheist.
As I mentioned earlier, personal beliefs are just that –
personal. So, keep them that way. Scotty from Hillsong doesn’t want people to criticise
his religious beliefs. No one is attacking him because he belongs to a cult. He is being
criticised because he is an incompetent fuckwit who is flaunting his religion
from the highest elected office in the land. What ever in fuck made him think
it was appropriate to host a fucking prayer meeting, live streamed from the PM’s
chambers?
I hope the dozy bastard was pissed. He’d probably be
more useful if he was. It might also explain why he teamed up with generally ignored
homophobic racist, Margaret Court.
Not only did he appropriate Government resources, (office,
electricity, broadband, staff etc.) he appropriated the Prime Minister’s official
letterhead and the National Coat of Arms to deliver an “Easter Message” which implies
that all Australians are Christians until about halfway through when a staffer
might have pointed out the true demographics of this country. But only after expressing
disappointment that we wouldn’t be able to go “off to church and our religious
services where we can remember the death and the resurrection of Jesus Christ”.
He then goes on to mention “our faith” twice before acknowledging other
religions exist.
I personally don’t mind that Scott Morrison (and Jenny and
the girls) is a Happy Clapping Cultist. Don’t give a shit. Honestly. What pisses
me off is that the Prime Minister of Australia is a Happy Clapping Cultist who doesn’t
understand Separation of Powers and believes his role is to convert all of us
to his twisted world view.
Most Australians assume that the current PM has never done a
hard days’ work in his life. They are ill informed. He’s been mucking out the
stables for The Four Horseman for years now.
Rant over.
PS
If you’re playing along at home…
“Unprecedented”
“New Normal”
“Flatten the Curve”
“Draw the line”
“Draw lines”
“Drew that line”
That’s a six pack or a bottle of wine covered.
HH
