Posted by: Gregoryno6 | August 25, 2026

A risk best left untaken.

If you are still ignorant of Lindsay Clancy and her grotesque crime, read here. Prepare for horror.

Image via The Donald. Same again here.

This is what a real mother looks like.

 

With thanks to the team at Whatfinger:

Apate has deployed nearly 200,000 AI-generated personas that act as perfect, gullible marks. These bots answer phone calls, chat on WhatsApp and Telegram, and string fraudsters along for as long as possible while quietly harvesting intelligence that banks, telcos, and blockchain trackers can use to shut operations down.

And the most telling statistic is under extremely close observation.

One of the company’s monthly KPIs is how many F-bombs frustrated scammers drop on the “victims…”

Apate should do a SHUT UP LITTLE MAN! and start distributing the tapes.

Actually, the Guardian has a sample here!

“Oh dear, I see a triangle icon… but I’m not sure it’s the right one. It could be a slice of pie – with my eyesight…”

I feel better just knowing that Australians have made this happen. As the Whatfinger people say:

Every hour a scammer spends arguing with an AI granny or a convincing middle-aged “victim” is an hour he is not calling someone’s actual grandmother. That is a win worth celebrating—and scaling.

 

Of course, that other phase was never going to last. The science is never settled.

But it does bend the mind to extraordinary degrees now and then.

The James Webb Space Telescope has identified galaxies which appear to predate the accepted age of our universe.

What if our entire universe was contained within a black hole?

Posted by: Gregoryno6 | August 12, 2026

The 2026 Melbourne Expedition: coming soon to this blog.

I returned to Perth yesterday from a visit to Melbourne. I’ve got a lot to say about the city where I grew up; first blog post by the weekend.

Posted by: Gregoryno6 | August 2, 2026

A sailor, a spy, and a motorcylist walk into a war…

Funny how these things unfold. A few days before Paco spoke of his book collection on my post about the treatment of rare old books, someone was looking at my post on the safe haven library.

The Apocalypse… a meteor has landed on Washington, drawn to Earth by the hubristic folly of Man and his global warming. The White House is no more, and neither is Dictator Trump, who was in the fifty-third year of his unconstitutional rule. (‘Daddy, who was Hillary Clinton?’ ‘Someone we have to hate for two minutes every day, son.’) All the other evil oligarchs, including Rupert Murdoch IV and President Merkel-Chavez of Greater Northern Europe, were killed on impact, being there in the American capital to celebrate the Dictator’s birthday and drink the blood of a few infants. Unfortunately, with all these control freaks gone, there is nobody left on the planet who has any damn clue about how anything works.
Will Smith plays Clementine Pelosi, a transgendered archaeologist and hockey champion, teaming up with Scarlett Johansson as Eugenia Einstein, a love droid who was misassembled and accidentally given an IQ in the 180s. Together they must locate the Doomsday Vault and retrieve the books that will enable humanity to avoid collapsing into chaos and primitivism. They have nothing in common – except they are the only two people left who can still read. Determined to foil their plan: Iron Schumer, played by Robert Downey Jr, and Martin Sheen as Acting President Wyann E Buttscratcher.

Directed by the unholy love child of David Lynch and Michael Bay.

Downey Jnr is soon to appear on the big screen as Doctor Doom, so I’m counting that as a half-right prediction.

Posted by: Gregoryno6 | July 30, 2026

It’s back again.

Another dead link repaired.

If I die before I learn to speak

Posted by: Gregoryno6 | July 30, 2026

There’s a word for this. And the word is ‘obscene’.

More on this at American Thinker.

 

Posted by: Gregoryno6 | July 26, 2026

Blokes who like blokes get on a ship…

Continuing the focus on Australian media and its backers in Canberra.

Sometimes, when you ask ‘What is that fucking government doing with my money?’ you get an answer.

The Albanese Government is part paying the wages of more than 2,000 journalists across 184 private newsrooms, and more than half of the money went to just four ownership groups…

The payments run until March 2028. They’re drip fed against progress reports the government must be satisfied with, and not one of the 184 newsrooms is required to tell you it’s on the books.

That’s okay. We know how the media money pie got sliced up.

Credit to Mumbrella for running the story, since they’re on the list too.

And what are our in-pocket media reporting? What qualifies as a story to satisfy the government’s standards?

Clue: if it smears the leader of a certain party, roll in to collect your dough.

Liam Bartlett went to Britain to make a program about immigration. He came home with a program built to take down Pauline Hanson, along with everyone who stood beside her. What Bartlett still doesn’t grasp is that no matter how hard the mainstream media goes on the attack, it only drives people further from what it’s trying to manufacture and manipulate.

Bartlett wasn’t alone in the mud slinging. He got off lightly, though, in terms of public response.

One Nation leader Pauline Hanson walked into a sold out Crown Perth ballroom on Tuesday morning, and the moment The West Australian’s editor in chief Christopher Dore suggested her immigration policy was “a version of a White Australia policy”, the room he was hosting turned on him. Hundreds of business leaders booed the question, and one man shouted “idiot”.

The One Nation leader is in Perth to support the party candidate in the Secret Harbour by-election. Hundreds of business leaders = full house. To put that into perspective:

Like Donald Trump, Pauline Hanson is living free inside the heads of the media. Nothing to do except sit back and enjoy the show.

But enough of this. I have recently discovered two excellent Australian books which can be accessed online.

I bought The Centre, by Penny Van Oosterzee, when it was first published in 1992. Since then it has had only one reprint – in paperback, in 2006. Damned shame, since this book was at the time the first to cover central Australia in about a hundred years. The language is rather technical, but I got the feeling that it might have been a lot more technical in the early drafts. At any rate, it’s worth a look just for the photographs, of which there are plenty.

My other offering is Challenge of the North, written in 1969 by Ion Idriess. The year is significant; every page brims with the enthusiasm that was common at that time. Man was leaving his footsteps on the Moon, and everything seemed possible. Idriess proposes numerous opportunities to farm the wealth of our northern oceans. Animals, seaweed, shellfish – all of them and more could be farmed and harvested. He also promotes that very 1960s concept of the underwater city. Knowing a little more about the deep these days, we’ve let that vision of the future pass by.

Idriess seems too gung-ho at times. But Challenge of the North presents ideas that were not so much discarded as never recognised. We were still doing well by digging up wealth, and riding on the sheep’s back. Maybe another generation or two will see something made of his vision.

Click on the links to access the titles.

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