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“Agitprop. [U] music, literature, or art that tried to persuade people that SOCIALIST ideas were good. 1970’s radical agitprop”. Longman’s Dictionary.

Hey, ya convinced me! For most every Left deary, it’s forever 1972, 1936 or some other limbo where the entire sum of existence is strained like baby food, through the gross immaturity of a student union crisis meeting that will apparently last forever. So dig the government supported mass agitprop festival, man! It’s the latest thing…in 1966.

That’s a painting of Marxist dictator and killer Chavez. The world’s number one fan of Che the child killer Guevara. Note the jaunty little Red Che beatnik cap?

On the wall is the names of Australian politicians, artists, [ha ha!] Marxist and other tax supported and doctrinaire twerps, all saying how much they simply dig Chavez, and want that dumb as doorknob and excitable blob totalitarian to come to Australia! No, really.

The photo is from the site of the very skilled, highly qualified and utterly talentless agitprop creep, and authentic totalitarian pervert killer fan, Than Van Rudd[!]

Better dead Than Rudd, is related to our own PM Kevin Rudd! I kid you not. With the aid of a fruitbox, Kev is roughly the same height!

Here are some neato anti-Chavez “No!” to Communism protests Google links.

How wide and deep is the infiltration, indoctrination and propaganda of Left Marxist critical theory bunk? It’s pretty much taken for granted and accepted in a lot of Australia, is it not? This includes the natural bedfellow of Sharia Creep. How profound do you want? It’s virtually a century old tradition, kid.

[Here's a classic from thepeoplescube with a classic Marxist drone email they received, from a boob who couldn't grasp that the cubes satirise Marxism! Good grief...]

Hey, the PM’s nephew, like totally thinks totalitarian Marxism is like, totally rad! So your gues is as good as mine.

Dig. This is Trocadero Art Space in Footscray. Unfortunately, several years ago I used to own a café five minutes walk from there. The owners of Trocadero Art Space were once apparently friends of ours, who my wife and I spent quite some time with. I doubt this will ever be so again and clearly, it was rather a waste of time.

There is oh soooooo much more to this miserable and disturbing story and I will try to deal with it over the next few posts. You know, how more and more, the largely subsidised arts and their cosy mutual fantasy world, is naturally stuffed with radical, treasonous misfits and amazing parasite bores with nothing natural, original or individual to say.

Or how the decades long Labour seat of Footscray Council was and is a parody in microcosm, of decadent urban Socialist and even well meaning, wanking and stupidity. But that will have to be another beyond belief post.

You will NOT believe the truffles I’ve seen!

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