Albanese To Address Nation After Orange Child Rapist Starts War In The Middle East At The Behest of Pedophilic Jews

Anthony “Fast & Sleazy” Albanese has indicated he will be giving an address to the Australian public tonight, the subject of which is currently unknown but seemingly from the wording of this ABC blurb, definitely ominous. We are of course all aware of the current geopolitical backdrop; The Orange Child Rapist decided, given marching orders from International Jewry and Pedophile HQ, Israel, to initiate a pointless aerial war against Iran, with for some reason the principal targets of these sorties being school children (why is it always children?) and grandpas for no reason at all.

This excursion, or at this point, war, has not gone well, with American forces realising that Iran, unlike Venezuela or whatever Chimmy-Chunga-South-of-The-Border shithole they’ve consistently picked on and won skirmishes against over the last 30 years, actually has the ability to fight back. Iran has responded by firing salvo after salvo of rockets and drones at the international capital of buggery and pre-pubescent fellatio, Tel Aviv, closing the straights of Hormuz via it’s highly cost-efficient and sophisticated mechanisms of fire control, and shaking the (limited) wits of the inbred Afro-Asiatic pretender Gulf Arab rabble states, whose undeserved wealth and prosperity is an illusion of obscene petroleum royalties that masks the consanguineous 83 average IQ retardation that actually lurks beneath and really underpins their nigger bling societies. The consequences of Iran’s extraordinary, courageous, heroic resistance in the face of criminal and immoral encroachment by this unholy alliance of baby-sucking, oven dodging, adult diaper wearing, morbidly obese, decadent and satanic American and Jewish pedophiles have predictably echoed loudly throughout the world. Most standard oil blends are approaching (and still climbing) $110-$120 a barrel, despite short term contract manipulations, the Orange Pedophile’s approval rating is now plumbing the low 30s, stock indices everywhere are cratering, bond yields are going astronomical and goyim yearning to be free worldwide remain glued to their phone screens and televisions, breathe bated in anticipation as to whether the Persians, the most valiant and noble of all the Indo-European Iranian Plateau tribes, will be the group to finally break the stranglehold of international Jewish power when all those before them have hitherto failed.

So what will Anthony “I Don’t Fuck Kids, But like to Watch Other People Do It” Albanese’s address be about? What sacrifices will he ask of the average Australian so Israel can continue its war of aggression against their most formidable rival in a region of the world where security and stability is paramount to the functioning of the global economy? Well, we can only guess, but the possibilities range from the mandating of fuel rationing to the most horrific worst case scenario, the dispatchment of Australian soldiers to aid the flailing pedophile alliance as it hopefully, god willing, smashes itself without yield bloodily against the formidable walls of the splendorous Iranian homeland. Given the grasp of the Jewish lobby on both wings of Australian politics, the cynic in me would not be surprised at all by the latter case. Of course, the political opposition, under the 1/4th Viper Of Hell Angus Taylor, has demonstrated to be as hawkish as expected on this issue, today suggesting that Australia should submit soldiers to the Persian Gulf in order to aid the Pedophile Alliance. One Nation‘s stance is similar, showing that Australian politics is as it has always been, a competition between two sides that either want to deep throat circumcised cock and swallow Jewish cum whole, or only desire to suckle the crown a little and sample the pre-cum, not always committing to a full guzzle and spew of the full wad.

Somewhere in Fars Province, located in the deepest bowels of the Persian heartland, there lies a modest stone mausoleum. To those who know their history, this is the final resting place of Cyrus, King of Kings, the founder of the Achaemenid Empire, the first and greatest of all Persian states, a true iron age superpower that extended and nurtured an ecumenical civilisation from Circassia to Cyrenaica. Though that empire and its various successor empires no longer exist, its extraordinary tenacity and national will to maintain its status as a sovereign regional power in control of its own destiny, remains intact in the form of the modern Islamic Republic of Iran.

On that aforementioned tomb remains intact an inscription, encoded trilingualy in the ancient languages of Persian, Elamite and Babylonian: “I AM CYRUS. AN ACHAEMENID”. Today we are all Achaemenids, or at least cheering on their descendants, as they fight for all the goyim against the greatest evil the world has ever seen, a slithering, shapeshifting, serpentine like people that winds its way clandestinely through the annals of history, a people that pretentiously proclaims itself as “the light onto nations” but only ever seemingly achieves the extinguishment of the lights of all other nations. They must succeed, or soon our lights as well will only exist alongside the Persians in the remnant forms of smolder and ash.