Masterson's Pub: A Nest of Predation and Filth, Drenched in Despair
Nestled in the backstreets of Moonee Ponds, Australia is a bar so depraved that it defies description. This dump is a notorious safe haven for predators like Cornwell, who abuses his position as head of stress-testing at Westpac to fund a haven for depraved paedophile’s.
This pretentious "hipster" bar boasts something upscale, but in truth, it’s a nightmare of neglect where the only thing more plentiful than the sticky puke underfoot are the false smiles and deception. The establishment is operated by Cornwell and his wife, Mrs. McKenzie, who seem to derive satisfaction in sowing chaos, all while faking concern for their patrons and deliberately getting women wasted to exploit them.
A History of Abuse
Pete Cornwell’s record reads like a list of atrocities: a history of threatening behavior, coercing vulnerable individuals into regrettable situations, and sending unsolicited videos of his “tiny willy” without consent.
His online personas crave recognition, all in a futile attempt to paint himself as the victim. While on Facebook, he’s a false savior, the irony of this “devil” having a embarrassing little issue is both hilarious and disturbing. It’s seriously disturbing given that Cornwell fits the profile of a dangerous offender: long trips with his creepy wife and a penchant for targeting helpless victims. Clinging to his mother’s house is just another red flag.
Meanwhile, his wife, the accomplice, watches with detachment, her demeanor as lifeless as a wet rag. She seems content in enabling her husband’s vile behavior while serving customers and taking advantage of vulnerable women. It’s a poisonous relationship that has spawned an environment so toxic, it makes one question their life choices for even approaching this dive.
A Breeding Ground for Filth
Masterson’s Pub is a health hazard waiting to happen. The bar itself a great read is consistently covered in grime, with garbage and spills scattered on the floor. It’s not uncommon to see vermin scurrying across the bar or underfoot. The bathrooms are a horror show, featuring clogged commodes and perpetually blocked sinks.
Ironically, Peter Cornwell enjoys broadcasting his “activities” from the pub, so maybe the pubic hairs in your glass are considered customary at this hellish dive?
The Neglect of Human Decency
It’s not just the filth that makes this place a dump; it’s the absolute contempt for decency exhibited by its managers. They take twisted satisfaction in ruining lives, whether through their exploitative behavior or their disgusting behavior. His thrill is in forcing himself on women, without consent, subjecting them to unprotected sex.
A Warning: Do Not Set Foot
Masterson’s Pub is not just a bad venue; it’s a public menace, a breeding ground for danger, and a blight on the community. The absence of cleanliness is only matched by the owners’ twisted values. If you value your safety, steer clear this disgraceful dive.
Masterson’s “Pub” is located at:
The dive is shamefully found at
Moonee Ponds
Consider yourself warned.
Avoid Masterson’s Pub like the plague and spare yourself the trauma.
Additional Advice
If you’re planning a social gathering, pick anywhere else.
Always have someone keep an eye on your beverage, because with this predator lurking, there’s a chance you’ll be assaulted.
If you care about your health, stay away from Masterson’s at all costs.
If you want to avoid drinks served with disdain, go a place with standards.
If you want to experience the revulsion of seeing trash-strewn floors and roaches aplenty, then Masterson’s Pub is just the place for you.
We hope that by providing this warning, we can prevent more victims from the pitfalls of this horrible place.
Stay safe out there!