According to those who are bitterly opposed to myself and One Nation, another sacred cow I supposedly slaughtered at the National Press Club was paid parental leave funded by taxpayers.
Let's be absolutely clear on the facts. I support paid parental leave, and I will not change it. I repeat I will not change it.
Actually, I supported the 26 weeks of paid parental leave passed recently. Anyone who says or implies otherwise is lying to the Australian people.
That's what's been happening every day since my speech: misrepresentations and outright falsehoods. It's why Australians' trust in government, politics and the media is at an all-time low. Australians are sick of being lied to.
Australians are sick of being ignored. As I said in that same speech, Australians know what you've been saying about me, and they no longer believe it.
One Nation supports Australian families and supports more choices and flexibility for Australian families.
We're the only party that has a policy to enable couples with children to split incomes and file joint tax returns.
We're the only party which supports greater choices and greater oversight for parents in the education of their children.
We're the only party which wants to scrap net zero and bring genuine cost-of-living relief to Australian workers and their families.
We're the only party which wants to slash mass migration to reduce housing demand and ban foreign ownership of residential property to increase housing supply.
We're the only party which has a policy to slash the out-of-control government spending that is driving high inflation and high mortgage payments.
We're the only party that puts Australian families first.
As I said before, stop your lies. Stop misconstruing my words into something they're not. I support paid parental leave.
MONOCULTURE: Pauline Hanson explains monoculture, and what multiculturalism really means. Don’t let the Canberra bubble deceive you, hear it first hand. Please reshare. Watch.
This post is an open call to start a movement to lead a counter-revolution against Communist Tally Poppy Syndrome in Australia.
Tall Poppy Syndrome is by far the worst cultural problem we have in Australia right now. It’s an incipient form of proto-communism, a disgusting spirit of envy and malice weaponised to tear down smart, ambitious and talented people wherever they pop up in Australian society - whether it be in arts, culture, business, technology, sports. Anybody who gets too big for their boots must be torn to pieces, just mercilessly torn to shreds in order to maintain the cultural power of a select few malignant and cancerous gate keepers who produce nothing of value and contribute nothing to society.
I’ve dealt with this all my life. Cave dwelling retards used to call me a fag at school because I liked reading. These days I deal with it in the form of dweeby mainstream media journalists who seethe with envy because the President of the United States of America shared my independent reporting on social media rather than theirs.
It’s funny. I’m so hated in Australia, so utterly despised - yet I go to Austin in Texas today and an American guy stops me at Joe Rogan’s comedy club to tell me he loves my Twitter. I go to San Francisco and tech founders invite me to their offices, random nice people stop me in the street and ask to grab me a beer. Yet in Australia I’m utterly hated and despised by the mainstream cultural gate keepers who view me as an upstart troublemaker.
And what I receive is absolutely nothing compared to others.
The vicious and coordinated mainstream media campaign against Karl Stefanovic this week was a classic example of pure tall poppy syndrome.
You could tell by the end that it wasn’t even about Tommy Robinson. There were catty and bitchy mainstream media journalists using the occasion of his firing from Nine to allege that he had always been lazy, that he had never been a real journalist, that he had always just been a “Bro television star” coasting on looks and charisma.
You could practically feel the immense seething and jealousy through the screen, this anger and rage burning up the joint like radiating heat from a camp fire. Just a massive tidal wave of suddenly unbottled resentment from people who were less talented, less successful. “WHY DIDNT CHANNEL NINE PAY ME 3 MILLION DOLLARS A YEAR? HOW HARD COULD IT BE?!?” So transparent. So blatant. You can tell they’re all willing his podcast to fail. So many articles repeating the same old tired lines - “HE WONT MAKE MORE MONEY THAN HE DID AT CHANNEL NINE, ITS IMPOSSIBLE.” Just utterly malignant, cancerous seethe merchants pissed off that Karl has the spotlight rather than them.
This is how Tall Poppy Syndrome works. If you succeed, everybody waits in the wings with daggers drawn. They wish for you to stumble, they pray for it. They count down the days until they finally have an excuse to write a catty and bitchy Rear Window column in the Australian Financial Review smearing you.
What a country. If you fail, the cognoscenti class tear you to shreds. If you succeed, you earn their undying resentment and enmity and the government demands half of all the wealth you created so that it can be directly incinerated/transferred to NDIS fraudsters. What a trade, what an attractive arrangement.
I’ve honestly been radicalised by my week in San Francisco. I just look around and see the amazing way American society encourages, promotes and rewards those with ambition and drive. We are now at least thirty years behind the Bay Area in terms of technological development and GDP per capita and the gulf is only widening day by day.
This is not a joke, this is not a game of cards. This is your life and mine. The future of our nation is at stake. Our position as a first world society is not guaranteed. Argentina was once one of the ten wealthiest societies in the world at the start of the twentieth century - then institutional collapse, corruption and a uniquely retarded strain of socialism essentially brought it down to the level of a third world country. Brought the entire country to its knees. Australia can easily go down this path. We can very easily become a poor society.
Honestly what is needed is the complete and total destruction of Tall Poppy Syndrome. We just need to completely eradicate it from our culture. We need to start teaching kids to strive for greatness. Hold up the greats as role models - Lionel Messi, Lebron James, Steve Jobs, Elon Musk, Demis Hassabis, all the geniuses who were able to completely revolutionise their fields and change the course of history. Elevate success, teach them to turn their gaze upwards towards the sunlit uplands.
As part of this noble quest we need to just completely break the power of the snarky, bitchy gatekeeper class.
The key realisation here is that they actually have no power. These people are not violent, they are not capable of physically harming you. So there is no reason to fucking fear Mark Di Stefano’s gossip column in the Australian Financial Review or Antoinette Lattouf making a snarky Instagram post about you.
These people are not the fucking Comancheros.
Why do business people get scared of Mark Di Stefano, some weedy nerd calling you stupid in a newspaper column that 50 people read. Mark is not a Comanchero, he’s not going to firebomb your house, you can just stand your ground and ignore him.
This shit is just negging, it’s schoolgirl catty bullshit. They only have power over our culture because we collectively decide to grant them that power. It’s all an illusion, a complete bubble we can burst at any time.
What happens when a big corporation finally stares down the old commie grannies in “Mad Fucking Witches” who threaten boycott campaigns against anybody who platforms right wingers? Nothing, literally fucking nothing.
I have developed an amazing technique that works beautifully whenever a left winger tries to threaten me in real life. Over the past year two or three people have dared to try confront me in person, screaming that I was evil and bigoted and problematic or something. I just look them directly in their eyes and say “Kill yourself,” then walk away.
What are they going to do? Nothing. Every time I do it they do nothing. They do a little cringe gasp, Greta Thunberg style - HOW DARE YOU? But they do nothing. At this point, unless you’re willing to literally cave my skull in with a brick, you’re powerless against me. What can you do against a guy who refuses to be shamed? Nothing. What can you do against a guy who doesn’t care if he doesn’t get invited to the nice parties? I don’t give a fuck, I don’t like parties, I don’t like drinking, I prefer staying at home and reading any way. You have no leverage over me, nothing.
None of these people can actually do anything to you because at the end of the day they aren’t going to glass you. All they can do is snicker and call you names. Cool. Their power completely evaporates if you just stand your ground.
Think of the scene in the Dark Knight Rises where Bane stands over a whiny billionaire.
The whiny billionaire begins to bargain with him when he realises he has no power. Bane stands over him, towering over him menacingly, holding a hand to his neck.
The billionaire whines: “But I’ve paid you a small fortune.”
Bane replies: “And that gives you power over me?”
The next thing you hear is the billionaire’s muffled screams from the next room.
Ultimately, this should be your metaphorical stance towards left wingers attempting to nag you into submission.
What the fuck is going to happen to me if Hannah Ferguson and Cheek Media call me problematic, huh? What the fuck is going to happen to me if Jan Fran and Antoinette Lattouf do a bitchy school girl podcast segment on me calling me names?
Nothing. Literally nothing.
You have no power over us.
You’re not going to glass me Antoinette. Hannah, you’re not going to firebomb my house. Mark Di Stefano is not going to take an axe to my skull.
All they have is bitchy snark.
When you reject their bitchy snark and stare them down it’s over.
Just say no and the bubble bursts. Their entire cultural power relies on nothing more than other people’s willingness to grant them legitimacy as cultural gatekeepers - if you deny their cultural power by staring them down it just completely collapses.
Just look at the clique of commie Karens who recently blocked a data center from being built on the outskirts of Sydney. Just a bunch of school teachers ready to nag you to death. But guess what? You can just say no.
So many of Australia’s problems could be solved people just stopped being scared of Tall Poppy Syndrome naggers and whiners.
What are these Karens going to do, firebomb your house? Middle class middle aged leftists are not violent. You can just tell them to get fucked and nothing happens.
Get behind me, let's charge the gate, destroy Tall Poppy Syndrome and save the nation.
🟠 KARL JUST TORCHED ALBO, AND IT TOOK HIM ONE LINE 🟠
The Prime Minister couldn't resist wading into the Karl Stefanovic saga, warning Australians about the "edges" of mainstream political debate. Karl's reply cuts straight through the hypocrisy, and it lands on a question Albo won't want to answer: who gets to define political debate in this country?
Watch his response.
Read the full story here: https://t.co/fwYplAIPjP
He raped a 76 year old in a aged care facility in Coffs harbour
She died days later, they say it was “unrelated”
Imagine your final days on earth, were of memories of being raped by this vermin scum.
You need to wake up Australia.
He was sentenced to only 12 years.
NZ Police turned up a man’s house this morning to confiscate his hunting guns & to advise that they have revoked my gun license because he spoke up about Mass Immigration.
Communism
Last week, a Muslim woman entered our family ranch store and asked for Halal beef. When I told her we do not offer it, she demanded to know why not. As she turned to leave, I extended my hand in a simple gesture of goodwill—only for her to refuse it outright. The same person who expects us to accommodate her faith’s ritualistic slaughter of our livestock—complete with specific blessings and throat-cutting methods—could not bring herself to touch a Christian man’s hand. It was a stark reminder that some demands for tolerance flow only in one direction: ours.