Tim Blair

I'd be surprised if the rotund one was even capable of going out to buy a newspaper.

He is, Nic, only because he has to, to filtch stuff for his column.

This will be cheering news to the Martians.

Only because they will never find a space mobile with enough power to lift the bulk of the man beyond our own atmosphere.
Strangely, I am a huge fan of his intellect. He is capable of writing the most wonderfully compelling stories. However I simply cannot accept his commie opinions. His poisonous attacks on any and everything conservative, or "right wing" is nothing more than a pathetic waste of his talents.

Patrick

Patrick he's just a very very bitter man because of his lack of formal edumakation. He compromises by sucking up to educated idiots so he can bask in their shitstrous aura. They're the only morons who'd tolerate his own noxious opinions. And even then only so they can get on the radio.

Ah, Phillip Adams - I seem to have encountered him before. Artist (and he does write well). Here an artistic 'Little Engine That Could' ride across S. Aussie land. Very poetic, very disturbed. We readers eventually get to his pit mining perusal, his evocation of 'white guys who understand little' (not him, of course). So our travelogue turns to ideology - hardly surprising. One can pity the man, but why would a major newspaper in your country publish him? Does everything have to read like an evocative short story? Is it that the inauthentic grabs us or something? We have such folks here I admit - alas. Perhaps it's some sort of therapy, sans lithium or Prozac.
Texas. Gerry

Please lord let me spend an hour hitting myself in the scrotum with a croquet mallet rather than read such pretentious tripe ever again.

IF only the secessionists had won, we could deny Adams a visa to visit WA.

Perhaps we can all pitch in for a one way ticket?

"Phillip Adams flies to Mars" can be the 21st-century replacement for "coals to Newcastle".

most worrying line is that he wasnt aware that nullabor means no trees - a fairly common bit of knowledge.

Next week, Philip tells us that thas strange building you may have noticed driving over the harbor bridge is infact an opera house!

Gosh, I guess it really is true: You can't go home again.

Goodness what a revelation. Phil the Phabricator admires a couple of old-school WA Labor pollies.

Phillip Adams ... I heard his radio program once. Definitely not a Martian. He sounded like he came from Uranus.

The problem seems to me that with the written word you get humour, relentless insight and great writing on the right. Mark Steyn, Tim, Jonah Goldberg and many others. On the left it can be hard to even finish the article because it's so embarrassingly self indulgent. See Mike Carleton. However on TV and radio it seems the other way around. Fox and 2GB rant while on the left the ABC in its almost total bias is at least interesting. It's funny, listening to Phil and Tariq Ali stroking each other to the point of mutual orgasm over American culpability for everything wrong in the known (and unknown) universe is like watching some well made horror film. Revolting, but you can't look away. So, what happens if Late Night Live etc is taken off? Fox news on the ABC? Nope, there must be a right-wing Phillip Addams somewhere out there to throw in the mix.

What's so intellectual about Phillip Adams? He was a communist who basked in capitalism by writing advertising - I'd love to know what ads I can blame him for. In a fit of Amerikkkan cultural imperialism, he brought Sesame Street to Australia, thus teaching a generation of Australian pre-schoolers about cookies, trash and the letter zee. And most intellectually of all, he gave us Barry McKenzie, Dame Edna and Sir Les Patterson, so privately educated conservatives like Barry Humphries could look down their noses at the rest of us who didn't pay to see their shitty film. Give me Paul Hogan, with "unintellectual" but successful films like Crocodile Dundee and the "throw another shrimp on the barbie" advertisements.

Steve, you wouldn't have seen a "shrimp on the barbie"-type ad from Adams' agency. A long time ago, the less-pompous adman John Singleton commented in horror on a planned merger between the young, creative agency MOJO and the rather dour but profitable Monaghan-Dayman-Adams: "That'd be like crossing the Beatles with the Post Office!" he said. MOJO, like Singleton, had a well-crafted common touch, whereas the egregious and wealthy socialist Adams always had a certain disdain for the general public.