The Politically Incorrect Show - 23/07/1999
Music - Die Fledermaus
Good afternoon, Kaya Oraaa & welcome to the Politically Incorrect Show on the free speech network, Radio Pacific, for Friday July 23, proudly sponsored by Tuariki Tobacco Ltd, the show that says bugger the politicians & bureaucrats & all the other bossyboot busybodies who try to run our lives with our money; that stands tall for free enterprise, achievement, profit, & excellence, against the state-worshippers in our midst; that stands above all for the most sacred thing in the universe, the liberty of the human individual.
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I hope I don't have to explain to the intelligent, knowledgeable people who listen to this programme what a Trird is, but for the benefit of newcomers, a Trird - spelled T-R-I-R-D - is an employee of the IRD. A Trird, like a Triad, is a gangster whose extortion racket, unlike that of a Triad, happens to be legal. It is made so by that other legal organised crime gang, the politicians, the Molesworth Mafia. What makes the Molesworth Mafia different from the Trirds & the Triads is that you've voted for them. Somehow that's supposed to make everything all right.
Anyway, the Trirds, as you know, have been under investigation by some of their fellow-mobsters, who have not been able to prevent the exposure of the Trirds as the fungus on the slime on the underbelly of maggots that they are.
Well, just when the heat is being taken off them, just when they are probably thinking they can get back to indulging their sick psycho-pathologies as before, Redoubtable Rodney turns up the case of the Trird & the trollops. Oooooo, how delicious. A Trird up to his frilly knickers in those good old organised crime staples, sex & blackmail. "Play dip-the-sausage with me or I'll audit you" was this Hamilton Trird's irresistible ultimatum, apparently. (In a further delectable twist, it seems he was eventually jailed for Government Slavery Tax fraud.) And so sensitive were the Trirds to the embarrassment they might suffer from the exposure ... ooo, pardon me ... of this case that they set up a special secret unit to deal with prostitutes - presumably comprising Trirds as devoid of a sex drive as they are of a conscience. My point today is that, morally speaking, trollops are as pure as the driven snow compared to Trirds. Trollops are simply engaging in an uncoerced, free market exchange of goodies with other consenting adults on terms mutually agreed to. The gun involved is a metaphor. The Trirds are engaged in outright extortion. Their guns are literal. By what other means could we be induced to pay for the perks & salaries of Shipley, Clark, Prebble, Peters, Neanderton, Christine Rankin, Graham Holland & the hundreds of thousands of other parasites leeching off your earnings? How else could we be induced to pay Sir Bubonic Birch $600,000 plus an annual pension to retire on? Ditto that pompous poseur Lord Montrose of Drury? How else could we be induced to pay Wimpiamson $120,000 a year to force identity cards on us & allow for arbitrary detention, in flagrant contravention of the Bill of Rights?
And on & on. The case of the Trird & the trollops is just one more reminder that we're all being screwed - at gunpoint. But folks, we gave the thugs the guns. It's up to us now to turn the guns on them. They get away with what they do only because we let them.
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