Well, it’s Wednesday already and we haven’t condemned, so it must be long past time to condemn again. Here’s a 43rd open condemnation thread. What’s been worthy of condemnation this week so far? Which evil political, cultural, social, musical, religious, and other phenomena need condemnation? (Or loud denunciation?)
You can condemn anything you like except Shostakovich.
Thanks to commenter Paul Burns for alerting readers to this bewildering story of Tony Abbott lost in the outback at Kings Creek Station. On a quad bike. With Aboriginal guides. For 12 hours. Really.
Questions:
- Did he encounter a serpent in the wilderness?
- Instead of 12 hours, why couldn’t he make it 40 days?
- Where’s a rapidly-braking road train when you need one?
- Is he trying to emulate Rudd & Hockey on the Kokoda trail, or is this more of a John Kerry windsurfing moment?
- What’s next? Hot-coal walking? Slamming down some Solo fast? Nude bungy jumping?
Whatever the outcome, I’m sure the comedic value of all this will be lost on Tony. He still believes irony is women’s work.
Well, we haven’t condemned at all in 2010, so it must be long past time to condemn again. Here’s a 42nd open condemnation thread. What’s been worthy of condemnation this year so far? Which evil political, cultural, social, musical, religious, and other phenomena need condemnation? (Or loud denunciation?)
Election years tend to bring out some frayed tempers on the conservative reporter benches, what with Caroline Overington giving a good slap upside ALP candidate George Newhouse’s head before the 2007 poll, hot on the heels of Glenn Milne’s “tired and emotional” assault on Stephen Mayne at the 2006 Walkleys.
So, folks, it’s time to get your crystal balls on. Place your Cluedo-style predictions for the quadrella, in the run-up to the 2010 poll:
If you have been a student at any time in the past 23 years you will probably have been a member of the National Union of Students. If you are the kind of person who regularly reads this blog, you are more likely than most people to have been a participant in at least one NUS National Conference. I myself have been a participant in two. If you have been to an NUS National Conference, you will know that the following ballad, written by myself with apologies to Banjo Paterson and to Wallis & Matilda, is solidly grounded in fact. Those of you who have been mercifully spared the experience will just have to take my word for it.
NB: A “runner” in NUS parlance is an alternative term for a whip.
In beer-stained faction t-shirts
With stickers on bags displayed
The last of the young campaigners
Filed in for the last tirade
The Times reports that the culinary archons of Bologna would like to inform the world that they, and only they, have the definitive, traditional recipe. Anything else just isn’t spag bog.
Since any popular traditional dish becomes subject to many, err, creative variations, based on local kitchen conditions, ingredients and chefly competence, I invite readers to nominate their favourite bastardised dish.
My vote is for tuna mornay. I can’t get enough of the glug.
So LP denizens, fire up your flat-bottomed electric woks and tell us which
culinary travesty has stolen your heart!
Time does not allow me the luxury of an extensive critique of John Passant’s position, beyond noting that if we accept his view that the defeat of a nation’s Test cricket team represents “a small step forward for the ideas of class struggle” in that nation, it surely follows that the victory of the opposing national team represents a step backward for the ideas of class struggle in their nation. Thus whatever incremental benefit to the workers’ cause may have accrued from the increase in Oz workers’ class consciousness arising from Australia’s loss of the Ashes, it must be set against the setback in the class consciousness of the English proletariat arising from England’s Ashes victory. As the UK remains more politically and economically significant within the capitalist world order than Australia, it follows, in answer to the question posed by this post’s title, that Mitchell Johnson’s mother’s contribution to the psychological disintegration of her son yielded a net benefit to the international bourgeoisie.
Trotskyist attempts at class analysis of cricket have an interesting history. At the time of World Series Cricket, most of the Trotskyist and Communist groups in Australia condemned WSC as representing all that was worst in capitalism, a position echoed by the Australian Union of Students at its 1979 Annual Council. This view was contested with customary polemical savagery by the Spartacist League, which argued that the pre-existing relationship between Test cricketers and their respective national cricket boards was essentially feudal and that Kerry Packer’s WSC was historically progressive as it freed the cricketers from feudal servitude and established capitalist wage-labour relations as the norm – and besides, WSC was more fun than the establishment version of the game. Unfortunately nobody picked up on the significance of replacing red balls with white ones! Continue reading ‘Was Mitchell Johnson’s mother an agent of Cuban influence or a CIA plant?’
It’s the beginning of a new year, and Tony Abbott and his team are busy preparing to take over the world.
It’s time for an LP competition. Explain in haiku, limerick, sonnet or cinquain what’s going on in the LOOP* office. Winners get two free passes to “In The Loop”.
The rules are flexible, but making me LOL is a high priority. I’ll announce the winners next weekend. Movie opens 21 January and tickets can be used across most of Australia.
Due to an unforeseen technical side effect of the Federal government’s forthcoming internet filtering regimen, an online article reviewing the year 2010 has fallen into a wormhole in the intertubes, giving us all a glimpse of the year ahead.
However, the article did not survive its temporal dislocation unscathed. It is also not clear from which publication this review originated. I have indicated the gaps in the text with letters below. Can LP denizens please assist to recreate what the original text will-have-been as it once-might-was?
Well, we haven’t condemned for ages, so it must be long past time again to condemn. Here’s a 41st open condemnation thread. What’s been worthy of condemnation in 2009? Which evil political, cultural, social, musical, religious, and other phenomena need condemnation? (Or loud denunciation?)
You can condemn anything you like except Sarah Blasko.
So no doubt all you ladies out there have finally felt that you have permission to admit your passion for the love rug.
“What about the Love Rug?” he demanded. “Can’t you lift your gaze?” (via)
Emboldened by Ms Albrechtsen’s words I will admit to a level of respect for the man. His beliefs really are genuine and well-considered. He, for the moment at least, seems rather incapable of bullshitting the electorate about what he thinks. On a certain level I find that more understandable and easy to empathise with than I do politicians with no discernible policy ideas or passions at all.
But invoking the bad boy fantasy in support of Abbott’s chances is more apt than Ms Albrechtsen seems to understand. Sure the fantasy of catching and taming the bad boy might be common, but almost everyone understands it as fantasy. We all know that in real life it plays out as an action-packed summer, ending in heartbreak and/or difficult life lessons (and maybe even a love child).
Of course, most of us also cast our votes for reasons other than analogies with teenage fantasy. But that’s all a little serious for a Friday afternoon. So instead, listen to Sabian Wilde do a Gregorian chant about the Mad Monk.
The holiday season is almost upon us, and many readers’ holiday plans may well include a visit to my adopted home town of Brisbane. My own plans entail a visit to my original home town of Melbourne, but I digress.
Visitors to Brisbane will notice that a significant new component of the city’s transport infrastructure is the growing network of dedicated busways. Each of the busway stations is equipped with an electronic information board purporting to display information on impending bus arrivals at the station. You are hereby advised that reading and interpreting the information displayed on the information board is, well, somewhat counter-intuitive. Continue reading ‘Travellers’ tip – how to read a Brisbane Busway information board’
In a quick and dirty post announcing the presence of LP on Twitter I wrote about where I thought mass adoption of the platform was likely to take place.
My favourite use for Twitter? Search for breaking news and to capture the zeitgeist and as a back channel for important events. It’s made watching popular TV fun. Which by the way is where I think it’s real potential lies – integrated with TV as a live mass media watercooler. For example, watching tonight’s Four Corners on the Liberal Party’s internal struggle with global warming and the CPRS while following the #4corners tag.
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