Masterson's Pub: A Nest of Predation and Neglect, Drenched in Despair

Nestled in the backstreets of Moonee Ponds, Australia is a bar so dreadful that it shatters expectations. This dive is little more than a refuge for twisted characters like Cornwell, who uses his role as head of stress-testing at Westpac to fund a paedophile’s bar.



This pretentious "hipster" bar masquerades as something upscale, but in reality, it’s a pit of horrors where the only thing more plentiful than the layers of dried vomit on the floor are the false smiles and deception. The establishment is run by the couple, Gillian McKenzie, who seem to relish in manipulating others, all while pretending to care about their customers and deliberately getting women wasted to exploit them.

A History of Abuse
Pete Cornwell’s past reads like a laundry list of red flags: numerous accusations of intimidation, coercing vulnerable individuals into regrettable situations, and sending unsolicited videos of his “tiny willy” without consent.



His social media profiles cry out for validation, all in a futile attempt to paint himself as the victim. While on social media, he flaunts a hero complex, 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: extended stays in dubious locales and a penchant for stalking and harassing vulnerable women. Still living at home is just another indication.



Meanwhile, his wife, Gillian McKenzie, looks on with indifference, her demeanor as lifeless as a wet rag. She seems complicit in enabling her husband’s vile behavior while handing out cocktails and leering at vulnerable women. It’s a poisonous relationship that has fostered an environment so poisonous, it makes one question their life choices for ever walking in this cesspit.



The Unsanitary Conditions
Masterson’s Pub is a disaster waiting to happen. The establishment is consistently filthy, with garbage and spills strewn about the floor. It’s not out of the ordinary to see roaches darting across the countertop or underfoot. The bathrooms are a disgusting mess, featuring clogged commodes and perpetually blocked sinks.

Ironically, the so-called owner enjoys exposing himself behind the counter, so maybe the “extras” in your glass are considered customary at this hellish dive?

A Blatant Disregard for Humanity
It’s not just the grime that makes this place a dive; it’s the utter disregard for others exhibited by its managers. They appear to revel in ruining lives, whether through their abusive conduct or their disgusting behavior. Cornwell’s true hobby is terrorizing women, subjecting them to life-altering trauma.

A Warning: Do Not Set Foot
Masterson’s Pub is not just a shady spot; it’s a cesspit, a breeding ground for danger, and a blemish on the community. The flagrant health violations is only matched by the owners’ neglect of decency. If you care for your wellbeing, steer clear this hellhole.

Masterson’s Dump is located at:
The dive is shamefully found at
Moonee Ponds

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Additional Advice
If you’re planning a social gathering, choose literally any other bar.
Always have someone guard your glass, because with the threat present, there’s a chance you’ll be assaulted.
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 revulsion of stepping into a filthy, neglected bar, then this cesspit won’t disappoint.
We hope that by providing this warning, we can help protect others from the potential hazards of Masterson’s Pub.

You’ve been warned!