Menzies House

Green Energy is Part of the Past, not Fuel for the Future

The growing failure of green energy in Europe should warn Australia to abandon bi-partisan policies dictating targets, mandates and subsidies for “green” energy.

I grew up at the end of the last green energy era – solar energy powered our growing crops and dried the washing, but it was weak in winter and ceased under clouds and at night; wind energy pumped water, but only when the wind blew; draft horses powered farm machinery, but they had to be fed whether they were working or not; wood gave us home heating and cooking, but it consumed energy to collect and chop it up; kids walked to school or rode bikes or ponies and ladies took the horse and sulky.

Our only help from carbon energy was kerosene for the kitchen lamp and coke used to smelt and forge the metals for farm tools and machinery.

THE CLIMATE CHANGE FURPHY

Rarely in the history of nonsense politics can there have been a more useless, a more disingenuous, or a more wasteful government department than the Australian Department for Climate Change and Energy.
This department of Greg Combet has no fewer than eight divisions, staffed by sixteen senior civil servants and a nest of minor functionaries and clerks. For those who want to do the due diligence, look at the civil service pay scales, estimate the office resources, and do the sums; the numbers become quite impressive. The legitimate question then follows: WHY? What do they mean by “Climate Change?”
To ask someone if they believe in climate change is like asking if one believes in sunrise or the existence of the sky.

We're no brainwashers, say the brainwashers

Quadrant's Tony Thomas exposed how our tax dollars were being spent by brainwashing immigrants about the treasures of Labor in his July article.

Don't miss Tony's follow up below on what is going on at the Yarraville Community Centre in Melbourne and how your money is being spent. GC.Ed.@L.

Yarraville Community Centre (YCC), in Melbourne’s inner west, has come up with various excuses for brainwashing its African and Vietnamese English-learners with Labor and Green electoral propaganda. The migrants were given loaded fact-sheets and quizzes about newly-restored PM Kevin Rudd and Greens leader Christine Milne.

YCC  has now even forwarded me on August 1 a nice teaching document featuring Tony Abbott, his biography and his policies. YCC manager Christine McCall says this document was presented to the migrant students in the lesson following the lesson featuring the Rudd and Milne propaganda. The classes are run by teacher Michelle Ryan.

Failure is good and the pay much better

“Change with the times” they say. I say a lot of us don’t like change, especially considering the trendy “benefits”. Those benefits were unthinkable a few years ago. What once seemed logical is no longer. Manners and decency are now passé. This is progress—is it?

The polls tell us Australians are embracing a swap from the all-time worst prime minister in Australia’s political history back to the previously worst PM in history—two dud Rudds and a Dullard—pardon my acquired irreverence. This political reasoning says more about our lack of sanity than it does about the sorcery of conjuring illusionists. Albert Einstein’s definition of insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.

Toby's Sunday light

Zombies, Mermaids, and...

Within hours of Kevin Rudd’s reincarnation and affirmation of the Crown to that of PM—Kevin’s obvious birthright—Toby Jug was summoned to a top-level meeting with the recycled boss under the old Putney Sailing Club wharf on the Parramatta River.

Security and secrecy was beyond ASIO classification. Present were KRudd, Albertneezy, Toby and the 103-year-old sailing club Commodore who passed on in 1963. The PM’s directive was decisive, as he always is. Toby was to leave immediately for the US. His covert mission was to probe the veracity of a leaked Pentagon report claiming that Zombies were not real. GC.Ed.@L.

Toby’s report as decoded:

High flying Kevvie

by Odessa Koblenski

When the fiercely loyal Julia Gillard stabbed her Leader and PM Kevin Rudd in the back to take the top job, she famously issued the excuse that the government had “lost its way”.

Perhaps she was right. Rudd’s government was all over the place and since he was dumped as Foreign Minister after being dumped as PM he seems to be on a global quest to try and find out just where it went.

The disclosure that he has travelled the equivalent of more than half-way to the moon – 205,000 km and more than 45,000 km more than Julia herself – in the past year is not surprising. After all, very few people in Australia bother listening to him so he must, of necessity, journey afar to find an appreciative audience.

Back in September 2011 while he was still Foreign Minister, he created the enviable record of a new international benchmark for travel by Foreign Ministers – even more than the then US Secretary of State Hilary Clinton – and in his first nine months as Foreign Minister his travel bill was more than $1 million. It was then that Julia told him to “reign in” his travel expenses.

Maurice newman explains Labor

ALP's entitlement society must be transformed under the Coalition

by Maurice Newman

The Australian March 25, 2013

IT is not being partisan to say that since 2007 successive Labor governments have shifted Australia's economic and social compass sharply to the Left. With surprising speed, taking full advantage of unforeseen events, Labor has managed to give voice to those progressive elites and rent-seekers the fiscally conservative John Howard had frustrated for 11 long years

Read more: Via The Australian 

Gillard’s ball and chain

Opinion

“I was young and naïve,” Prime Minister Julia Gillard has often said about her choice of men. Comprehensive reporting of  her Labor paramours, whether married or not, combined with various advantages might suggest she is not naïve, novice, nor prudent.

Today’s acrimonious battle for the levers of power could be equated to a boxing bout where the referee choses to ignore eye-gouging, hitting below the belt, putting the boot in while the opponent is on the canvas and shrill, verbal abuse. But the most telling damage, as any boxer will tell you, are body blows. They accumulate like sacks of concrete upon the shoulders, bowing the legs and crossing the eyes, preparing the dazed sucker for that inevitable, knockout punch.

Unintended and uncalculated body blows upon Julia Gillard is landed by her present main squeeze, Australia’s “First Bloke,” Tim Mathieson. The ex barber has become a political ball and chain around Julia’s leg. Tim’s erratic behaviour has earned the disparaging title of, Australia’s “First Joke” or Julia’s “handbag.”