I have banned Terrance for life, effective two pm Friday, about the time Labour wins back most of the councils of England, though not Scotland, and possibly, just possibly, London.
All other irritating respondents are banned until June 25. They know who they are.
Jim has improved and is for the moment forgiven, and may continue if he stays literate, spaced and grammatical.
Terrance is banned for life because he told eighty lies about me and would not retract them. These suggested my entire ouevre is about young women fucking middle aged men. In eighty instances this is not so. It occurs in A Very Good Year only. It is mooted in Goodbye Paradise, by the young girl, not the man, and refused by the man. He continued however to say this over many responses, providing no evidence and getting it always wrong despite my copious instances of certain proof it was not so.
He also said Mel Gibson, a prominent benefactor of many Jewish technicians, actors, writers and producers (he cast a Synagogue-attending woman from the Jewish State Theatre of Bucharest as the Virgin Mary) and a plain supporter, in his current Maccabees project, of Zionism, should be ‘fucked up the arse and parachuted into Iran’ and there, presumably, hanged, which is under Australian law an incitement to terrorism, and refused to apologise for this crime against the state or significantly retract it.
In this, he overstepped the mark, and is elsewhere so enmeshed in lies and what seems to me political sabotage ( he claims Christopher Pyne will suicide because I said he was ‘mincing and sinister’) and is therefore banned forever with no appeal.
Hundreds of thousands of you may disagree with this, and plead for his life, but this will avail him nothing.
I know a fucking fool when I see one, and he is it.
His ghost may be heard as you pass beside the billabong, but not by me.
I have been absent some time, this is auspicious news to return to.
What a muppet.
Terrance was a mirror Bob.
Simply put, a polemicist who sought to match the polemics of his host.
And matched it well.
By all and any reckoning.
Contributors like Terrance are the very life-blood of your blog – vibrant, provocative, sharp and engaging.
Ban him (and/or all the others) and you will bleed white.
Indict him and you indict yourself.
Let this short post register my support of Terrance’s right to return as he receives.
Banned for life.
For the reasons stated above.
Lies upon lies upon lies.
A mirror, you say?
Name eighty of my lies.
Name one.
Sigh…
Psst Bob, just a quiet word,
You do know it’s me, Untitled, 1966, right?
I’m not Terrance.
I’m simply registering my support for Terrance.
You still with me?
Your challenge, “Name eighty of my lies. Name one.” is the acerbic dry spittle of a man who HAS NOT READ THE FUCKING POSTS!!!
It’s your blog Bob….you need to accept the responsibility of actually READING what it is you are replying to.
I know who Untitled is, I do not know who Terrance is, but I’d like to see both of them stay here, they are valuable contributors…
If you ban everybody, you’ll end up arguing and swearing with Reader/Christine…
To Untitled, 1966:
Fuck off. Die. I don’t like you.
Why should I give space to a man determined on my extermination, whose daughter suicided for want of his love?
Please reply to this.
I may be new(ish) here but whose daughter suicided for want of his love? I din’t think girls did that for want of the love of Daddy, unless she’s Matti Storen and he’s Francis Urquat
Bob Ellis, my time has come.
From your monstrous post above, there is no return.
First, the marginal,
I can not, I will not, answer for the words of another man.
Perhaps you should follow my lead here thus sparing us your enormous and gratuitous hypocrisy – you wish to see me dead, do you Bob? you wish that I would “die”, do you Bob?
But this example of your appalling hypocrisy is of little concern to me at the moment….I shall let it pass…..for I spy a more formidable baseness, some behemothic and depraved principal, ahead….
and to it I now turn my merciless contempt.
Listen carefully you Foolish, Foolish Old Man…..
For you to suggest, to even breathe the breath that would utter the words that would damn a man to endure the Gehenna of his child’s death is something…….beyond obscenity.
There is no fucking map, no fucking compass, no arc nor chord, in the heart of Man upon which to situate a comment like that.
There is no template, matrix nor analogue……there is no purpose, prime nor principle that would cause you to seek polemic or provocation at the cost of Dignity, Honour or Simple Common Decency.
You place RESPONSIBILITY for the death of a child on the fragile shoulders of a father ?!?!?!?
These words, and the mind that conceives them and the mouth that utters them, are an abject obscenity.
Of all the millions of words I’ve read in my life I doubt that I have encountered any more degenerate or calamitous than those.
You should fall at the feet of Terrance and beg forgiveness, and pray that his heart is governed by compassion.
A sickening post, erase it immediately.
Apologise to Terrance.
Regain a molecule of your Dignity.
Erase your Godawful post immediately.
Do it now.
Damn your fucking stupidity!!!
Banned till June 25.
Go away.
I owe you nothing.
Go away.
I know you are not Terrance. You are however a known user of the adjective ‘vibrant’, which has no actual meaning, and suspect, therefore, as a Liberal propagandist.
And consequently very hard to read.
Count yourself lucky therefore. The scythe may come for you too.
Conceding defeat Bob?
In what fucking battle?
If Terrance has half a brain he will simply change his pseudonym and email address and rejoin the fray. If he wishes to. And then go nyah nyah NA NA NA.
If Terrance has half a brain he will simply change his pseudonym and email address and rejoin the fray. If he wishes to. And then possibly go nyah nyah NA NA NA.
No need to repeat yourself.
If he does that, my wife has the means to detect him.
Or so I believe.
Which of you shall we say doth love us most
That we our largest bounty may extend
Where nature doth with merit challenge?
Nothing.
['Nothing can come of nothing...']
The correct quote, I believe, is ‘Nothing, my lord.’
Indeed; but ‘nothing’ was my word; I doubt that even Shakespeare has a monopoly on this single word!
Some he made up for the purpose, and apparently occurred nowhere else beforehand :
‘conflux’, ‘tortive’ and ‘vastidity’ are some not generally adopted;
and whilst :
‘protractive’ ‘persistive’ ‘attributive’
‘unrespective’
‘diminutive’
are his,
‘nothing’ is not.