Contains spleen venting , sweary snark directed at the bugsplatter masquerading as our politicians. 

The feckless goobers, pooners, gobshites, grifters and jesus shoppers swaddled in cant and humbuggery as they jostle at the trough should be recognised for their unswerving dedication to ruining our planet in service to their own greasy-palmed wealth interests and those of their rapacious corporate masters.  

To offset the bile and in recognition of life’s positives I like to riff on music, motorbikes, travel and the upsides of being a geezer. 

 

Please note: I am aware I almost always abuse alliteration. And adjectives. Split infinitives their uses have.

Random blowie concept copied from Gadfly, The Saturday Paper . Images on this blog commonly sourced from the interwebs. If unattributed it's because i couldn't identify the original source.

21 Jan 2019

That late, unlamented despotic bumpkin Joh Bjelkie-Petersen, a stereotypical bible-thumping huckster and political quack, established a template for more recent politicians from our pointy-ended northern state.

17 Jan 2019

It was obvious, even before I answered the door, who the two middle-aged women were who'd knocked. Neatly dressed in that 60ish suburban mum style, brochures in hand and smallish kiddy in tow they wanted to tell me about Jesus.

6 Jan 2019

Icons of musical cool from the archives

3 Jan 2019

That merry band of funsters - the L/NP coagulation of corporate leg humpers and would-be time travellers misrepresenting itself as a government is busily looking for more matches after setting fire to their own hair for 5 long, long years.

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