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The Terror

30 June 1999

I was sitting at my favourite table outside the café, contemplating the fate of the Balkans and the state of civilisation the end of the 20th century, when the lynch mob came down the lane on their way to Waterloo.

There was a flaming cross at their head and they were led by some of the boys and girls from News Limited. TV cameramen were running in front, egging the mob on, and a couple of wild-eyed women held aloft a thick rope with a noose. Many people were waving copies of the Daily Telegraph and even the Sydney Morning Herald.

"Kill the pedophile! Kill the pedophile!" they chanted.

I stood up and shuffled towards the safety of the café door. A fat leering journalist lurched past. Was that a pistol in his pocket or was he just having a good time?

"What's going on?" I asked a weedy man in a cheap tracksuit.

"We're going to burn out the pedophile. Are you with us?" he muttered.

"No thanks, I've helped put away a few criminals, but when they've done their time, they've done their time."

He had eyes like a dead shark, but suddenly there was a flicker in them. He backed away and turned to the mob.

"Here's one of Lewthwaite's poofter mates!" he screamed, "Skin the possum! Skin the possum!"

Just then, Joadja stepped out of the cafe with the baseball bat she keeps behind the bar. The crowd turned away and the weedy man decided he had better move on or he might miss the fun. We were watching them stream around the corner into Sydney Street when Kerry Chikarovski and Bob Carr came past.

"Hey, be careful, that's a pretty ugly mob" I said.

"We must follow them, we're their leaders", Bob muttered, and they hurried on.

"Was that the bloke from Media Watch bringing up the rear? You know, the bland one who took over from Stuart Littlemore. Was that him?" Joadja asked.

I couldn't be sure, It had all happened too fast. We went inside and I knocked down a cider and asked for another. It's no longer politically correct to shoot the Jews and lynch the blacks, so the trash have to keep their hand in by stoning pedophiles, or former pedophiles.

"What is it about that mob from the Telegraph?" I asked, thinking aloud.

"Well, if you work on the Terror you have to find -- or invent, if necessary -- somebody who's lower than yourself to flog. If there's one thing those boys and girls like doing it's administering a good beating to somebody who's on the ground. It helps them purge the terrible guilt and tension that comes with the job. I reckon it's a bit like when pederasts go to gaol and the axe murderers beat them and rape them", Jo said.

It started to rain outside so I settled in at the bar and read the papers. The rich were getting richer and more arrogant and the poor were getting poorer and going crazy and the punishment freaks were getting their way everywhere. Bob Carr was building three new prisons and hiring 700 more cops and there were 900 people on death row in the Philippines -- which has just reinstated capital punishment -- and thousands in the USA.

I was on my way to getting pissed and moody but Joadja dragged me down to the Palace Academy to see Robert Altman's latest flick -- Cookie's Fortune -- which cheered me up no end.

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