Weakness for Bleakness

Episode 23 - Git 'errorism Done

America sucks, friends. This week's topic is the three high profile domestic terror attacks carried out by shapeless white boomers with massive chips on their shoulders, as the US of A continues to slide comfortably into its old white supremacist jeans. Darcy lightens the mood, though - he hates your human rights, and he wants to take away Putin, Jinping, and Bin Salman's power to uphold those rights.

 

In headlines: Centrelink failing 48 million times, Scummo Underground, Birmbrain thinks he has a bigbrain, and Matthew Guy's got nothin'.

Episode 22 - The Polymoronic Spree

This week the boys allow themselves to flirt with dangerous levels of optimism as Darcy poses the question: Is the Libs' experimentation with political extremity possibly winding down? And Kieran continues to parse the world through the only lens he has available: stylised fiction, in this case The Man in the High Castle, which he suggests might be worth watching. 

 

In headlines: Scott Morrison's apology to children abused by institutions, provided the abuse happened under somebody else's authority; Pauline Hanson is impossibly not the biggest idiot involved in her "OK to be white" motion; the Shooters are coming, and they're here to respectfully let you know that they're coming and what their strategy will be; and Wentworth, what the switch from a neoliberal, corporatist golem with soft commitment to tackle climate change to a neoliberal, corporatist golem with a soft commitment to tackle climate change might mean.

Episode 21 - I Can't Believe It's Not Hell!

I've got some good news and some bad news. Bad news first? Makes sense, take the band-aid off and then soften the sting. Well, all right. The bad news is the IPCC have let us know that we've got until 2030 to get our shit together and there's no chance of that happening, especially when the debate is always framed in terms of what you as an individual can do in the face of widespread corporate negligence. Ha ha! Well, you asked for it. The good news is that Darcy had a nice old time doorknocking for the Victorian Socialists and wants to tell you about it.

 

In the headlines, we have a real melange. Andrew Bolt stopped-clocked it. Wentworth could go bad for the Liberal party, luckily. Stuart Robert is a thief, as you well know, and he'll never be punished for it. And Scott Morrison has some truly insane worker-relocation ideas off the top of his terrible brain.

 

Plus another featured song from Leonardo's Robot's upcoming, at some point, album. This week, "They're Killing the Private Plane Industry".

Episode 20 - Story Not Story

It's an extremely hungover/generally exhausted episode this week folks! Darcy's got a missive from Alex Rosenberg (not Greenberg) about the role that narrative plays in our understanding of history. The long and the short of it: we reckon yeah, probably, but like, what can we do about it? And Kieran takes a quick look at the extremely incompetent Sokal Squared hoax.

In headlines: Labor's FGAP, Kavanaugh's in, Christians still not persecuted, and gambling ads on the Opera House.

Wowee. Plus a long overdue shout-out to our closing act, Leonardo's Robot.

Episode 19 - What a Kavanarsehole

It's back across the ocean for this week as we take a squiz at the strange US national-psychic rupture over Brett Kavanaugh's Supreme Court candidacy. Will they elect a likely sexual assaulter and compulsive perjurer to the highest legal office in the land? Probably! Those crazy kids. And Darcy wants to talk about representative democracy. Something new maybe? What could it look like, and what roadblocks do we face? Who knows, and many, respectively.

 

In headlines, we got a Trumpish love affair, a think-piece on smug politics, some reef science misbehaviour, and an ABC catastrophe as political contamination is finally proven. What a surprise though, it's the goddamn Tories.

Episode 18 - Our House, Well, We're Sleeping on the Streets

This week we're talking homelessness and housing, as the nation's disenfranchised begin to sprawl out to the suburbs. Then we have a trip report from the second "State of the Union" panel, which leads to a conversation about social movement unionism.

 

In the headlines: Cop powers pumped! Farmers gazumped! Housing market slumped! Abbott nearly bumped!

Episode 17 - Bannon, And On, And On

Yo what's up? For your main course, Kieran will be taking you through the Steve Bannon/New Yorker Festival shit-show and inarticulately trying to explain why it has nothing to do with free speech and everything to do with trying not to be in Mad Max world before 2025. He also ties in that lazy Jazz Twemlow video that's doing the rounds. Meanwhile, Darcy offers a look at Morrison's "gender whisperer" gaffe and the very real villainy that underpins it.

In the headlines: Responsible Adults who Worked Hard For Their Fortune tell you to shut up and get a second job that treats you like filth, as if you didn't have one already; Bill Shorten's curse from that time he chuckled and called a witch a "bit of a... ha ha... hard sell and Gretel type" means that he's inexplicably slipped in the polls; The Victorian Libs are trying to sell their HQ to make money for the election, which is not at all suspect coming from a group that claim to be elite economic operators; and Daisy Cousens is here again, to provide her favourite take: actually, being punk rock isn't punk rock, being a total square is punk rock.

Also, first ever and probably last ever edition of Kieran's terrible game: Is This Person I Follow On Twitter Any Good, And Also Who Cares?

 

Episode 16 - A Golli-what!?

Guest Description by Mark Latham:

These two stuck-up wankers virtue signal over the supposedly "racist" tradition of golliwogs. Let me get this straight - they're not even accurate depictions of black people and yet somehow they're "racist" because of how they depict black people? Another great example of consistency from the Left. Golliwogs are fine! Not one of them ever used memetic Twitter voodoo to incite a jihad or even once hurt my feelings. And I would know it if they had! My skin, while notoriously thick, has been described by more than one doctor as "singularly sensitive". You can have it all.

Also, some more Leftist snowflake drivel: They'll have you believe that the welfare of several psychologically pulverised brown (ie: jihadist) children is somehow worth equal consideration to that of our shapely French friends. Has the sight of a child mistreated with the full weight of reactionary Western monstrosity ever made me pathetically cum my pants as I stood up to deliver a speech about how the spread of Middle Eastern food represents discrimination against the proud Australian culinary tradition of doing British food but shit? I don't think so! It was an ad for Dior standing up the back of the room that day, coaxing thin, acrid fluid from the wizened labyrinth of my seminal vesicles and creating a noticeable wet patch on the front of my half-price Roundboy Special suit. It's the Edict of Fontainebleu all over again and I for one will not lie down for the dragonnade!

As if that weren't enough, watch these soy-chugging nongs pussyfoot around the headlines: Scott Morrison maybe masterminded this soft-cock spill bungle where the Silent Majority were robbed of their opportunity to have White Knight Peter Dutton come and solve all our problems with a flick of his discerning ivory wrist. These jokers boo-hoo over Morrison calling the putrid CFMEU photo stunt abuse, which it clearly is because these promising white colts deserve the chance to grow into beautiful racists without the influence of their so-called "fathers". They rightfully rag on Identity Left champion Elon Musk, who wants to build more turnstiles for filthy foreigners to jump probably. AND they weigh in on my defamation case, the boobs, the cretins, and they get it all wrong. It is NOT TRUE that I am a gleaming preposterous child, an extremely vulnerable tag of nerve-dense hysteria condensed into the terrible and shapeless form in which my dessicated, putrid brain now resides. Cancel these morons.

Episode 15 - Broken_Political_Scene--Lovers_Spill.mp3

This is getting repetitive: What a week for the Liberal party! We go into some of the wild business surrounding the leadership spill that saw us with Morrison in the Lodge - it's all voting records, WhatsApp controversies and mystifying Cronulla profiles this week.

 

To lead softly into the topic we have some headlines about Derek, Newspolls, John McCain and planted churches. It's good stuff, folks. Keep your chins up.

 

 

Episode 14 - Love Me, I'm a Liberal (Whatever That Means)

Wow, what a week for the Liberal party. The Libs' relentless battle with their own sense of ideological identity is confusing, so we talk about it. We also talk about complete non-issue 'Insatiable', the sound and the fury surrounding it, and whether or not any of it is justified (basically not).

 

In headlines: Fraser Anning is a Nazi for the modern era, Charles Blackman has died, old mate Trumble's getting the hungry eyes from sunbathing-and-insect enthusiast Peter Dutton, and a Musk update! (he's sad :( ).