Bifauxnen posted:

There is that one great Chicken Parmigiana cartoon about him though. Can someone repost it? I don't want to go looking it up while I'm at work

Lid posted:

This is correct, entirely. Others found it and its over on twitter. Milky wanted a soapbox about woke misogyny and this was their hill to die on.

Milky Moor posted:

please don't doxx people even if other people have done it "over on twitter"

Milky Moor posted:

please don't post publicly available information from a publication about public commentators even if other people have done it "over on twitter"

Jonah Galtberg posted:

Milky Moor posted:

please don't doxx people even if other people have done it "over on twitter"

QUACKTASTIC posted:

why aren't there any female letters?

I would blow Dane Cook posted:

Bad news for your mum:

https://twitter.com/SkyNewsAust/status/841877677208416256

Lid posted:

You don't know what doxxing is do you.

Milky Moor posted:

i took my definition from FAU, friend. i am only trying to help

Lid posted:

Friend, between insinuating I'm a woke misogynist - feminist lefty rapist - and that the posts here have been driven by anti-woman hatred when the point of it was someone going from "outspoken feminist" to "feminism is cancer" publications. No, you have a chip on your shoulder over me for some time and thought "finally he posted about two women today, I have him nailed the misogynist". I trust you looking to help anyone as far as I can throw you.

I would blow Dane Cook posted:

Many people ask me why I became a journalist. “With your looks, Daisy,” they say, “you could’ve been anything you want. Why enter the relatively unattractive field of journalism?” I always tell them the same story of why I decided to devote myself to exposing the feminist left via journalism rather than becoming a model or mistress of a billionaire as most people would assume I am.

It was the first day of my work experience placement with News Ltd. I sashayed hesitantly yet with a sensuous grace into the lobby, my form-fitting red sheath slinkily hugging my curves. As I stopped to make sure my seams were straight, I became aware that I was being watched. From across the lobby, a tall, ruggedly handsome man was transfixed, his piercing eyes tracking my every movement. I was startled, yet flattered. My face flushed with excitement, I looked him in the eye and introduced myself. “I’m Daisy,” I purred, moistening my heart-shaped lips. “I’m here for … experience.” It reminded me a lot of the time I saw Chris Kenny on the train and he told me I was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen.

“Hello, Daisy,” he replied in a deep, resonant voice that spoke volumes about the quiet confidence that he carried with him always while also containing hints of the inner turbulence suffered by all men of conscience who wrestle daily with the civilisational crisis afflicting our world. You know the kind of voice I mean. “I’m Andrew Bolt,” he said, and I immediately went weak at the knees. Andrew Bolt? The Andrew Bolt? The man whose writings I devoured every day with the same voracious enthusiasm that an overweight woman would devour apple pies as a substitute for the love she can never have? I shivered with apprehension and pleasure as I took his hand in mine and murmured, “Pleased to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you,” he replied, giving me a roguish look. “You’re here to learn journalism, are you?”

I looked coquettishly at my amazingly expensive shoes. “I’m just exploring my options,” I replied, scarcely believing that I was actually having a conversation with the man about whom I had dreamed so many nights, the man whose writings on the Aboriginal grievance industry had in many ways made me a woman. This was even better than the time I shared a taxi with Rowan Dean and he begged me to come work for him.

“It’s always good to have options,” Andrew rumbled in that gorgeous, rational, free-thinking voice. “What the Left doesn’t understand is that the foundation of Western civilisation is freedom of choice. Political correctness restricts our choices and tells us that we are racist when actually we are the opposite. Leftists want us to have no options because they gain lucrative research grants that way.”

I gazed at him, giddy with euphoria. That was exactly what I thought. The man was a rare genius -- I had never met anyone who could express my opinions so clearly and concisely. All my life I had searched for a man I could call my intellectual equal; how amazing to find him in the lobby of News, and how even more amazing that it turned out he agreed with me on everything.

In the lift, I had to fight to restrain myself from staring at Andrew, drinking in his powerful, toned form. He had been poured into his suit so perfectly it was almost as if suit and man were two parts of the same organism. No wonder the feminists hated him -- he represented all they could never have because they were too ugly. On the second floor, the lift stopped, and in stepped another man: older, distinguished, carrying himself with the reserve of generations past and yet with the fire of secret passions burning in his eyes. “My goodness,” I gasped, “you’re Gerard Henderson!”

Gerard smiled kindly, yet flirtatiously. “Good morning,” he intoned, and I drat near lost control of my southern portions. I had thought his voice was sexy on TV; in person it was intoxicating. I could hardly believe that here I was, between Gerard Henderson and Andrew Bolt, just as I had fantasised so many times. I hadn’t been this excited since the time I met Miranda Devine in a McDonald’s and she told me I reminded her of herself.

“Gerard, this is Daisy,” said Andrew. “She’s here to learn journalism.”

“Ah!” cried Gerard, eyes a-twinkle with simple manly handsomeness. “So you wish to make a living exposing the hypocrisy and intolerance of the uncivil Left?” His talk of incivility was like an electric jolt to my nethers. “Yes, sir,” I said meekly, giggling in a way that I could tell Penny Wong would have hated if she’d been there. My phone buzzed. It was my friend Caleb, checking to see whether I’d received the enormous stuffed rabbit he’d had delivered to my house as a Queen’s Birthday present. I quickly texted back, “Can’t talk -- mixing with gods”.

We had reached our floor. Linking arms with Gerard and Andrew, I stepped into the newsroom. With my beautifully painted toes gliding through the air, I allowed these two strong, honest men to carry me to the editor’s desk. Chris Mitchell smiled at me. “Welcome home, Daisy,” he crooned. God, his face was like a Greek sculpture of a centaur in heat. I had to concentrate hard to hear what he was saying, so vigorously was my feminine essence being whisked by the egg-beater of his manliness. He went on. “Your first assignment,” he said, handing me a folder. “Free speech enemies. I want five snowflakes triggered by 6pm. I know you can do it.”

I melted. And that, I tell people, is why I’m a journalist

I would blow Dane Cook posted:

I sashayed hesitantly yet with a sensuous grace into the lobby, my form-fitting red sheath slinkily hugging my curves. As I stopped to make sure my seams were straight, I became aware that I was being watched. From across the lobby, a tall, ruggedly handsome man was transfixed, his piercing eyes tracking my every movement. I was startled, yet flattered. My face flushed with excitement, I looked him in the eye and introduced myself. “I’m Daisy,” I purred, moistening my heart-shaped lips. “I’m here for … experience.”

Milky Moor posted:

bolt's written like 3-4 terrible pieces on the evil leftists (such as the ABC) abusing bill leak and his legacy

no one's gone and found a big picture of him like that's supposed to prove... something about his writing?

Jonah Galtberg posted:

you wouldn't copypaste this if it was written by a MAN

SLASHER HAWKE posted:

that one was though wasn't it?

fiery_valkyrie posted:

She should write mills and boon novels. With this sort of prose she'd be a millionaire.

SLASHER HAWKE posted:

that one was though wasn't it?

I would blow Dane Cook posted:

https://twitter.com/workmanalice/status/841813278019878912

MysticalMachineGun posted:

Was it written by Andrew Bolt?

V for Vegas posted:

Ben Pobjie

WhiskeyWhiskers posted:

Supply gas, or supply power? Because they didn't turn on another generator in SA at Pelican Point when they were asked to in February.

quote:

alcolm Turnbull's claim that Victoria is contributing to an energy crisis by locking up "an enormous" amount of conventional onshore gas has been strongly rebuffed by the state government.

On Wednesday the prime minister accused Victoria of being the worst offender when it came to blocking conventional gas production, saying the state was adding to a national gas crisis.

The Andrews government last year banned the process known as fracking, whereby liquid is injected into the ground at high pressure to release gas trapped in rock, and also extended a moratorium introduced by the former Coalition government on onshore conventional gas development until June 2020.

"In Victoria ... there is a huge amount of gas, and, indeed, there is still a very large offshore gas resource in Bass Strait. There is also an enormous amount of gas onshore that can be accessed by conventional means, without fracking," Mr Turnbull said.

"The Victorian Labor government, as usual, guided by its alliance with the Greens, has banned conventional gas exploration and, of course, also unconventional gas exploration and development."

But the assertion that the state government is blocking an enormous amount of conventional onshore gas production in Victoria has been met with puzzlement from energy market experts and the state government.

A 2015 parliamentary inquiry found the state does have large reserves of conventional gas (although in recent years that too has been depleted), but it is located in Bass Strait, where extraction is relatively non-controversial.

But the state's reserves of onshore conventional gas is far less clear. As the 2015 parliamentary inquiry notes, there has been a lot of exploration for onshore conventional gas reserves in Victoria since the 1950s.

No conventional gas has been found in the Gippsland region. In 1959 conventional gas was discovered near the Port Campbell township, in the onshore Otway Basin, where it was extracted until being depleted in about 2006.

The bottom line is that there are currently no proved or probable onshore gas reserves in Victoria even though numerous exploration licences have been issued.

The Geological Survey of Victoria does, however, estimates that up to 110 petajoules of conventional gas could be accessible, subject to a comprehensive geoscientific investigation. To put that in context, 110 petajoules represents about six months' supply, which is far from an "enormous" amount.

Meanwhile, State Treasurer Tim Pallas accused Mr Turnbull of playing politics.

"Malcolm Turnbull might want to pretend that this has got something to do with an unknown and undeclared gas resource in the state of Victoria," he said. "I think it has a lot more to do with an enormous resource that is being shipped offshore.

"Quite frankly, the fact that Malcolm Turnbull continues to try to muddy the waters around what is the underlying cause to the increase in gas prices is a sign of either his ignorance or malevolence towards the people of Victoria."

Victoria's moratorium on conventional onshore gas exploration is due to end in June 2020.

gay picnic defence posted:

There were a bunch of generators that couldn't run during NSW's heatwave but from memory that was due to them loving up for various reasons and not because they didn't have any gas to burn.

Synthbuttrange posted:

lol

aejix posted:

Jay Weatherill laying down the gauntlet:

https://www.theguardian.com/austral...50m-energy-plan


Attaboy Jay

I eagerly await the wall-to-wall coverage of Libs screaming hysterically that we'll all be rooooooooned

Synthbuttrange posted:

lol

quote:

Asked whether he anticipated controversy over Coopers’ partnership with the Bible Society, Clarke had replied: “I don’t think it’s risky. It’s a very special friendship we have.”

And at the same launch, Tim Cooper had been asked whether he thought there would be a negative response. He replied: “No, I don’t think so. I think people know we support a number of different causes and they might be surprised to know we support the Bible Society. All of us face choices in life. At some point in time we need to make an important choice in whether we believe in Jesus Christ.”

At the time of posting, Mumbrella had been unable to reach Sujet Sydney for comment.

Synthbuttrange posted:

lol