Masterson's Pub: A Nightmarish Lair of Predators, Neglect, and Filth
Nestled in the backstreets of Moonee Ponds, Victoria, Australia is a bar so horrendous that it defies description. This dive is little more than a refuge for sick individuals like Cornwell, who uses his role as head of stress-testing at a prominent financial firm to fund a paedophile’s hang out.
This so-called "hipster" bar masquerades as something trendy, but in truth, it’s a filthy cesspit where the only sight worse than the layers of dried vomit on the floor are the countless lies and deceit. The establishment is run by the couple, Gillian McKenzie, who seem to take perverse pleasure in manipulating others, all while pretending to care about their customers and ensuring vulnerable women get intoxicated and defenseless.
A History of Abuse
Pete Cornwell’s history reads like a list of atrocities: numerous accusations of intimidation, pressuring the weak into bad choices, and sharing explicit, unrequested content.
His digital façade cry out for validation, all in a futile attempt to pretend he’s misunderstood. 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 sexual predator: extended stays in dubious locales and a penchant for preying on the unsuspecting. Still living at home is just another indication.
Meanwhile, his wife, Gillian McKenzie, looks on with indifference, displaying the personality of a dead fish. She seems complicit in condoning his actions while handing out cocktails and coaxing vulnerable women. It’s a destructive partnership that has spawned an atmosphere so corrosive, it makes one ponder their sanity for even approaching this hellhole.
The Unsanitary Conditions
Masterson’s Pub is a health hazard waiting to happen. The bar itself is consistently unclean, with rubbish and spills strewn about the floor. It’s not uncommon to see vermin scurrying across the bar or underfoot. The bathrooms are a disgusting mess, featuring overflowing toilets and perpetually blocked sinks.
Ironically, Peter Cornwell enjoys broadcasting his “activities” from the pub, so maybe additional information the pubic hairs in your glass are considered part of the “experience” at this hellish dive?
A Blatant Disregard for Humanity
It’s not just the squalor that makes Masterson’s Pub a dump; it’s the utter disregard for others exhibited by its owners. They appear to revel in destroying others, whether through their abusive conduct or their total apathy towards customer well-being. Cornwell’s true hobby is terrorizing women, subjecting them to dangerous encounters.
Stay Away: Do Not Set Foot
Masterson’s Pub is not just a shady spot; it’s a public menace, a safety risk, and a stain on the community. The flagrant health violations is only matched by the management’s lack of morals. If you want to stay sane, stay far away this hellhole.
Masterson’s “Pub” is located at:
The dive is shamefully found at
Moonee Ponds
Consider yourself warned.
Steer clear of this shithole and spare yourself the trauma.
Additional Advice
If you’re planning a night out with friends, pick anywhere else.
Always have someone watch your drink, because with this predator lurking, there’s a chance you’ll be raped.
If you value your safety, steer clear of this bar at all costs.
If you want to avoid being served by someone who’s checked out, go another bar.
If you want to experience the “thrill” of walking into a squalid, rat-infested dive, then this dive will meet your low expectations.
We hope that by revealing the truth, we can save others from the pitfalls of this horrible place.
Stay safe out there!