In an unprecedented move, the Trump administration, under VP Pence, is making an all-out effort to have the UN expel Venezuela's ambassador to the UN

I could be so uncouth as to idiotically go below the stupid reasons why Notre Dame of Paris went up in flame… I will be so uncouth...

"Feed the man meat" is sexist, of course — like most religious organisations are. "Feed the man meat" was the rallying cry from the Australian Meat Corporation or such association of butchers and farmers. So they changed the pitch to something less sexist. But religions are still sexist and allowed to be like men only clubs. Or ruled by men, like barbecues with the females doing the salads only.

 

Imagine a woman becoming pope and discovering all the secret devious shenanigans of the previous Doodahs... Instead of Alleluyah she might suddenly say fuck! with her eyes popping out.

 

But, she would have to carry on the merchandising of "spirituality," though we are told in uncertain terms that:

 

 

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The above graphic doing the rounds of social media lifts the veil of illusion from Australia's PM Scott Morrison.

We all know people like Morrison are alleged to believe in an 'end of days' culminating in a 'battle of armageddon' in an illusory 'holy land'.

In Australia, we cannot escape the richness of thoughts and the depth of feelings of Peter Sculthorpe’s music which describes the country’s best mysteries and landscapes, but a most popular Aussie song, especially in the bush, will be "the pub with no beer…"

Antarctica is losing ice at an accelerating rate. How much will sea levels rise?

Nicaragua is a Central American country whose control has been historically a top priority of the US foreign agenda for Latin America. The country's perfect geostrategic position is the reason of its curse: it is halfway between Mexico and Colombia, near Panama, a strip of land between the Caribbean Sea and the Pacific Ocean.

I don’t do surveys… You know the type of "rate our service levels” for the delivery of a ton of bricks. It’s a bit like “were we good in bed?” question. Or imagine, as an artist, giving a survey to the purchaser of my pseudoneosurrealistical work.