Please understand, we had to play this headline for laughs. 

And here at pcbycp we’re cock-a-hoop about the decision to use taxpayer finds to keep fossil fuels, (‘LIfe’s a GAS’)  going in the land of the rent-seeker. 

It shows the Feds aint gone soft-cock on fossil fuels and proof that once again the Australian public are cowered, brow-beaten, supine and compliant. 

This is Strayla’s FINEST HOUR: “NEVER in the history of our peoples have a few mining execs plundered the Public purse with such rapacity and GREED’!

The Mining Industry only know one thing:

If the Feds were to throw up compulsory facial-tattooing as a public safety initiative, we’d all meekly line up and know it was all for our own good,

If the Feds told us to look the other way as refugees are dumped, heads stomped, and sacred sites blown to smithereens, you know, London to a brick what we’d do? NOTHING!

Even during corona when the sacred altar of shopping is stemmed, we dutifully and obediently go back to our corner, and promise with genuflecting earnestness that none of us will get involved in the political process.  So  Nev and all his mates in the archaic, filthy, stinking, antiquated expensive fossil fuel industry, this one is for you. It proves that the one glue that binds us is Mateship, inertia and bloody-minded GREED! 

It also proves once and for all, just as franking credits saved us from “the risk” of  change, that this country, and the people might be lazy, conservative, and lacking for imagination. You and your mates can cut all the thinking, passionate, feeling bits from the economy, from education, from journalism,  art, music, theatre, writing, the thinking and the feeling and you know that you’ll be patted on the back by those who care. The people who don’t even live here. Lord Rupert of Murdoch,  Her Majesty, and with a bit of luck whenever he comes out of hiding Prince Andrew. 

WE don’t need to forensically examine the detail from a Chinese data base. Don’t even need to meet a bloke in the park, and exchange parcels.  The way the kleptocracy works is above board. Because we asked for it. 

To be fair, the future is  worrying. These renewables are cheap, innovative, and they work. In S.A, the government proved you don’t have to bum up to Twiggy in order to get the job done. 

The ol kleptocrats and rent- seekers cry poor, and just like the private owners of aged care homes, and private hospitals, the government throws money at em. Even if it’s a crazy-bat shit mad idea to build a fucking expensive pipeline and hook us up to the equivalent of an inland canal system with locks , barges and Watt beam engines for pumping, this government will say, “How much do you want”? 

“And are you sure this is enough”? 

And before you can say ex- soviet republic. Before you can say ‘public private partnership’, in a blink before you can say Exxon, Transurban, Amazon, or any other non taxpaying, non contributive vulture capitalist parasite, the feds have rolled over. 

ONYA MATE. And in doing so protected SOVEREIGN RISK!

As Strayla’s name as a safe place to screw the taxpayer. 

 

Poem……”STRAYLA

If things are crook in the fossil fuels, 

And peak oil is passing you by

Just ring a pollie in Asussie-land

He’d be willing to give it a try

 

Or get on the phone to Craig Kelly

He’d back you in for a flash

All you need is a couple of mates,

And Craig’ll stump up the cash

 

Your scheme may be bat-shit crazy

A De Lorean short of the ponzi-scheme

But the criteria, though it may be hazy

IN STRAYLA, it’s a nation buildin dream 

 

As long as you can prove you’re not a poofta

Or an intellectual, inventor or thinker

Just sign on the line, the money’ll be fine

We’d only dis you if you wasn’t a drinker