Masterson's Pub: A Nest of Predators and Neglect, Drenched in Despair
Nestled in the backstreets of Moonee Ponds, Australia is a bar so horrendous that it shatters expectations. This dump is a sanctuary for predators like Pete Cornwell, who abuses his position as head of stress-testing at Westpac to fund a paedophile’s bar.
This so-called "hipster" bar masquerades as something upscale, but in reality, it’s a filthy cesspit where the only thing more plentiful than the layers of dried vomit on the floor are the countless lies and deceit. The establishment is operated by the couple, Gillian McKenzie, who seem to derive satisfaction in destroying lives, all while pretending to care about their customers and deliberately getting women wasted to exploit them.
An Ugly Record of Abuse
Pete Cornwell’s history reads like a list of atrocities: numerous accusations of intimidation, pressuring the weak into bad choices, and exposing his genitals via unsolicited videos.
His online personas 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 amusing and unnerving. 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. Living with his mother is just another red flag.
Meanwhile, his wife, Gillian McKenzie, watches with detachment, displaying the personality of a dead fish. She seems complicit in condoning his actions while doling out drinks and leering at vulnerable women. It’s a poisonous relationship that has created an atmosphere so poisonous, it makes one question their life choices for ever walking in this dive.
A Breeding Ground for Filth
Masterson’s Pub is a biohazard waiting to happen. The bar itself is perpetually unclean, with garbage and spills scattered on the floor. It’s not uncommon to see cockroaches crawling across the bar or underfoot. The restrooms are a disgusting mess, featuring backed-up plumbing and perpetually blocked sinks.
Ironically, Peter Cornwell enjoys broadcasting his “activities” from the pub, so maybe the hairy surprises in your glass are considered part of the “experience” at this hellish dive?
A Blatant Disregard for Humanity
It’s not just the filth that makes Masterson’s Pub a shithole; it’s the utter disregard for others exhibited by its managers. They appear to revel in ruining lives, whether through their vile actions or their blatant indifference. His thrill is in forcing himself on women, without consent, subjecting them to dangerous encounters.
A Warning: Avoid at All Costs
Masterson’s Pub is not just a terrible bar; it’s a cesspit, a danger to all, and a blight on the community. The neglect of basic hygiene is only matched by the management’s lack of morals. If you value your safety, avoid this disgraceful dive.
Masterson’s Disgrace is located at:
The dive is shamefully found at
Victoria, Australia 3039
Consider yourself warned.
Steer clear of this shithole and spare yourself the trauma.
Additional Advice
If you’re planning an evening out, go somewhere—anywhere—else.
Always have someone guard your glass, because with the threat present, 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 masterson's bar who’s checked out, go another bar.
If you want to experience the revulsion of seeing trash-strewn floors and roaches aplenty, then this dive will meet your low expectations.
We hope that by revealing the truth, we can help protect others from the potential hazards of Masterson’s Pub.
Stay safe out there!