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Monthly anti-Moooslim story #3491

Thursday 8 November 2007, 8:42 pm

Bridgit Gread

Categories: Politics, Religion, Television

Tags: ACurrentAffair, FredNile, immigration, KeyserTrad, Muslims

I normally avoid A Current Affair like the plague but I sometimes tune in for a jenkem-like snort of tabloid methane. Tonight’s ludicrous beat-up was on those Moooslims, those ones who come to Australia in, like, their thousands and don’t, y’know, integrate with normal people? The rationale for this ’story’ was a town meeting in the Sydney suburb of Camden - but it was a fairly thin premise, and the ‘town meeting’ ended up looking more like the carpark at a rodeo than rational democracy-in-action.

ACA then went straight to an objective source on the issue of Moooslims: Fred Nile of the Christian Democratic Party. The justification for this was that the CDP is now the voice-of-the-people because its vote has “skyrocketed” in NSW (which it has, they now register almost half the vote of the Greens). Fred claims we’re at risk of being swamped by Moooslims and besides, there are Christians being persecuted in Moooslim countries who deserve to come here first! He wants a ten-year moratorium on new Moooslims coming into the country.

Amongst the other damning evidence:

* Twenty years ago there were 30,000 Moooslims in Australia; now there are 300,000. They must be breeding like rabbits.
* Sydney now has 40-something mosques. Melbourne has, erm, a lot too. And if you look at these mosques on Google Maps, it looks even worse.
* The Moooslims want to build a Moooslim school in Camden. Absolutely appalling.
* Vox Pop Man says Moooslims aren’t like ‘us’ because they “…don’t come up, shake ya hand and say ‘g’day’, mate.” (If you could see Vox Pop Man, you’d probably understand why.)
* And Keyser Trad has… nine children!

My guess is that Nine will be screening a few anti-terror ads tonight.

14 Comments

brokenleftleg (Thursday 8 November 2007, 9:12 pm) #

Did any Moooslim get to comment or was it just a big free kick to that lunatic Fred Nile?
Bridgit Gread (Thursday 8 November 2007, 9:20 pm) #

Keyser Trad got about five seconds, but that was just so they could mention his nine kids.
Bruce (Thursday 8 November 2007, 9:43 pm) #

It reminds me of an 80s horror movie.

Young ACA “journalist” finds their best friend Johnny injured in the woods by the psycho killer and drags him toward the car, finally getting Johnny into the passenger seat. ACA “Journo” fumbles to get the key out of their pocket and drops it, the keychain, a ramshackle little boat reflects the moonlight.

Journo desperately scraps the key up out of the dust and unlocks the car door as they notice Kevin Voorhees come round the corner. Kevin grabs a pitch fork and makes toward the car as Journo struggles to insert the key.

Finally Journo gets the key in and turns… The car won’t start! Frantically they try and try again! They must get Johnny to safety!

Frantically, Journo turns the key again and again, and like touching wood or crossing fingers they repeat a mantra to themselves as the little boat key chain jingles and jangles… “TAMPA! TAMPA! TAMPA!”, Journo mutters, thinking of Johnny’s well being all the time…

Kevin raises the pitchfork above the windscreen…
Bruce (Thursday 8 November 2007, 9:44 pm) #

Woops… scrapes*
Bruce (Thursday 8 November 2007, 9:48 pm) #

I should really use the preview option a bit more…

Take 2…

Young ACA “journalist” finds her best friend Johnny injured in the woods by the psycho killer and drags him toward the car, finally getting Johnny into the passenger seat. ACA “Journo” fumbles to get the key out of her pocket and drops it, the keychain, a ramshackle little boat reflects the moonlight.

Journo desperately scrapes the key up out of the dust and unlocks the car door as they notice Kevin Voorhees come round the corner. Kevin grabs a pitch fork and slowly staggers toward the car as Journo jumps in and struggles to insert the key in the ignition.

Finally Journo gets the key in and turns… The car won’t start! Frantically she tries and tries again! She must get Johnny to safety!

Frantically, Journo still turns the key again and again while Kevin gets closer and closer, and like touching wood or crossing fingers they repeat a mantra to themselves as the little boat key chain jingles and jangles… “TAMPA! TAMPA! TAMPA!”, Journo mutters, thinking of Johnny’s well being all the time…

Kevin raises the pitchfork above the windscreen…

Better?
Bruce (Thursday 8 November 2007, 9:49 pm) #

Awwww crap… This has turned on me worse than a Dad joke.
Krypto (Thursday 8 November 2007, 10:11 pm) #

stick with it Bruce, it’s worth saving.
I think I can shoot Fred Vile down in a record minimum three words “Crazy John Ilhans”.
How’d I do?
Bruce (Thursday 8 November 2007, 10:46 pm) #

Very true. Nailed.
Bridgit Gread (Thursday 8 November 2007, 11:09 pm) #

And so is Crazy John.
The Editor (Friday 9 November 2007, 5:57 pm) #

Too soon! Too soon! Great Orshtrayan etc.
Mikey (Friday 9 November 2007, 6:19 pm) #

All this does is confirm the pea brained prejudices of the morons that watch this show.

Damn those muzzies! Despite the fact statistically they cause less crime.
Krypto (Friday 9 November 2007, 7:47 pm) #

bastards won’t even have a beer with a bloke on ANZAC day, bloody baaaaaaaaastards!!!
Bridgit Gread (Friday 9 November 2007, 8:01 pm) #

And they keep praying to Macca, whoever he is.
Krypto (Saturday 10 November 2007, 1:40 am) #

bloody Macca’ll even ‘av a game a too up, not these baaaaaaastards.