Dead, I don't believe it. show me my death certificate.
Show me my body, I'm gonna have my people check into this whole thing.
I know the press, they say I'm dead but the press are my peoples enemy every thing they say is fake.
I'm the greatest, I'm going to make it the greatest second coming you've ever seen.
The dark humour’s back, as a Jewish friend of mine reminded me a few days ago. President Donald J. Trump is on his first state visit to Israel, with a red tie around his neck he travels to Jerusalem, to open the brand new United States Embassy.
There without warning he suffers a massive heart attack. Medical people spoke of acute coronary thrombosis and myocardial infarction. But truth was the Leader was dead.
As the news broke, pandemonium spread through the country, all the way back to Washington. Waiting for instructions, federal agents nervously guarded the body.
Eager local Zionists called for the Great Leader Son of Israel to be buried on local soil. An enterprising local undertaker quickly came forward with a funeral plan. “I can arrange everything”, he said. “Best casket, beautiful flowers. Fast service. Reasonable price.”
Behind the scenes, United States officials were unpersuaded. “We can’t risk it”, said one, off the record. “Two thousand years ago, another big guy died here. Three days later, he was back on his feet again.” Extract from:- This article is part of the Democracy Futures series, a joint global initiative with the Sydney Democracy Network. The project aims to stimulate fresh thinking about the many challenges facing democracies in the 21st century.
Pauline Hanson appears to speak with forked tongue. Loyal supporters don't know the half of it.
She's not about the battlers, she's about power and control.
It's become obvious that she is a dictator and she has members that are of the same ilk.
WASHINGTON — In an extraordinarily swift return to politicking after a tumultuous first month in office, the White House on Wednesday said President Trump will hold the first campaign rally of his four-week-old administration on Saturday.
The rally, to be held in an airplane hangar in Melbourne, Fla., is an indication that Mr. Trump, who has sometimes felt isolated in the White House, is eager to get outside of Washington and relive the rapturous reception that greeted him during the presidential campaign. Mr. Trump exulted in large crowds assembled at cavernous venues throughout his 2016 bid, and spent the first days of his presidency quibbling over how many Americans attended his inauguration.
They say Trump couldn't pick his nose, well:- USNational Security Adviser Michael Flynn jumps before he was pushed
US President Donald Trump's refusal to confirm his confidence earlier came atop revelations of chaos and confusion in US national security and a firming sense that the administration and the intelligence agencies are openly at war.
Reports that the agencies now withhold sensitive intelligence from their presidential briefings, because this White House is not to be trusted with the nation's secrets, are a follow-on from earlier inside accounts alleging that the American spy agencies had taken to advising their foreign counterparts not to share intelligence that they could not afford to have revealed by an administration that leaks like a sieve.
Based on an article By Tim Robertson Mr Harbourside Mansion's diatribe was the silliest thing I have witnessed, his Abbott like performance was like a plastic man trying to be a man of steel. It didn't ring true, even though it seemed to enthuse his colleagues, particularly Barnaby who's blood pressure appeared to reach boiling point. The accusation by Turnbull that the Oppositional Leader doesn’t know his place; that he is a ‘social-climbing sycophant’. He, in other words, aspires to be like the very man spluttering the invective. What he was saying was that Shorten, because of his class background and work as a union organiser, is delusional in the same way that The Great Gatsby is, in other words it doesn’t matter how high he rises or even if gets his own harbourside mansion, he’ll never be Turnbull’s equal.
For most people – the people who just want a 'fair go' – the speech was more of the same infuriatingly meaningless drivel that’s long characterised question time but that has, in recent years, subsumed politics entirely.
They weren’t arguing over any substantive policy issue that promises to make the lives of those trapped in the wasteland between their respective worlds any better. They were arguing, instead, over the sliver of imagined difference within their own political caste.
While this difference is supposed to be all consuming to the 'fair go' and Gatsbys of this world, for the "fair go's', drowning in debt and trying to keep their head above water in a world of growing insecurity and precarity, it’s inconsequential.
These disputes are chronicled, analysed and, based on what was said and how each party responded, predictions are made. Journalists are much closer with the Gatsbys than they are with the 'fair go's'. That closeness colours their judgments; they’re too involved in this world to see just how morally depraved it is. They may question certain things, but they are incapable of seeing that the very foundations on which it’s built are rotten and no amount of manicuring at the edges can redeem the whole decaying project.
This disconnect from reality, the unquestioning acceptance that politics is something confined to the exercise of state power and the received wisdom that the masses ought to simply tolerate whatever self-serving, half-baked policy is implemented on their behalf. This is what leads to tweets from the 'fair goers' who are totally sick of this sort of behavior from either party. Wake up! You lot who's lives are spent on 'The Hill', you work for us. If we wanted children we'd have voted for children. By the way most children are better behaved.
Australian thinkers, and political parties, have been grappling with a growing wave of thought that the economic challenges of the 2010s cannot be solved by the old 1980s political consensus – the consensus that said economic growth is best achieved by market deregulation and lower taxes and lower spending that generate growth, and allow “all boats to rise” by providing the revenue for governments to pay for social programs and do something or other about poverty.
The rethinking has been going on for quite a while internationally, from Thomas Piketty through to the major international economic institutions. And it turns the old consensus on its head – arguing that rising inequality harms growth, that smart social spending is not the kindly thing governments do after they raise the revenue, but rather a first order revenue-boosting exercise in itself, and asserting that governments need to intervene more to get their economies through this economic transition.
The IMF now says income distribution matters for growth. “Specifically, if the income share of the top 20% (the rich) increases, then GDP growth actually declines over the medium term, suggesting that the benefits do not trickle down. In contrast, an increase in the income share of the bottom 20% (the poor) is associated with higher GDP growth. The poor and the middle class matter the most for growth,” an IMF discussion paper said.
Patriarchy is the sea in which Trump and his sharks gather
Based on an article by Suzanne Moore
I care not for these delusional men crawling out like woodlice from under a rotting log. In turn, they each tell us they support feminism while doing it down.
There is a slew of them everywhere you look. Conservatives posing as radicals. They often claim to love women, but are impelled to impart common sense; the segregated golf-bore wisdom of “funny chaps, women”. They know what women want.
The online equivalent are the young guys, pumped on inchoate rage, semi-literate, radicalised by the “alt-right”, spewing hatred at women. These guys don’t say they love women; they don’t even pretend to like them. They are at least honest.
Indeed, one of the reasons that the establishment/Republican party failed to challenge Trump was because of its own dishonesty. It has legitimised a level of woman-hating and racism that it pretends is not there. It kids itself that it is decent, while knowing that what festers underneath are expressions of white supremacy and rage against women that it does not want to name and cannot control.
To identify all this as the rage of the left-behinds, as simple class war, too often becomes a way of justifying it.
“Apparently you follow the rabbit down a hole and you emerge in a wonderland where suddenly countries around the world are queueing up to give us trading advantages and access to their markets that previously we have never been able to achieve as part of the EU.
“Nice men” such as Presidents Trump and Erdoğan of Turkey – both of whom were visited by the prime minister last month – were impatient to do deals with us despite their history of protectionism. “No doubt somewhere there is a hatter holding a tea party with a dormouse in the teapot.”
‘The Betoota Advocate shall reign supreme as the global purveyor of eternal truth’
Historic phone call between Trump and Turnbull cut short by Telstra outage
It will surely go down as one of the most famous telephone calls in Australian history. Reports from mainstream media have been saying that President Trump hung up on the Prime Minister not long into the conversation. However, the Advocate can reveal that the reason for the short phone call was in fact Telstra’s atrocious coverage. “When the call dropped out, Mr Turnbull threw the phone across his office Russel Crowe-style,” said one of the prime ministerial aids. “He tried to flip his desk over but ultimately settled for throwing his chair into a bookshelf.”