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

Nestled in the backstreets of Moonee Ponds, Victoria, Australia is a bar so dreadful that it defies description. This dive is a notorious safe haven for twisted characters like Pete Cornwell, who uses his role as head of stress-testing at Westpac 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 sticky puke underfoot are the false smiles and deception. The establishment is managed by the couple, Gillian McKenzie, who seem to derive satisfaction in destroying lives, all while faking concern for their patrons and deliberately getting women wasted to exploit them.

An Ugly Record of Abuse
Pete Cornwell’s record reads like a list of atrocities: numerous accusations of intimidation, pressuring the weak into bad choices, and sending unsolicited videos of his “tiny willy” without consent.

His digital façade scream for attention, 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 micro penis is both amusing and unnerving. It’s utterly concerning given that Cornwell fits the profile of a dangerous offender: frequent visits to Southeast Asia and a penchant for stalking and harassing vulnerable women. Still living at home is just another indication.

Meanwhile, his wife, the accomplice, looks on with indifference, her demeanor as lifeless as a wet rag. She seems content in standing idly by while doling out drinks 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 establishment is perpetually filthy, with rubbish and spills scattered on the floor. It’s not out of the ordinary to see vermin scurrying across the bar or underfoot. The bathrooms are a nightmare, featuring backed-up plumbing and sinks that seem eternally clogged.

Ironically, the so-called owner 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?

The Neglect of Human Decency
It’s not just the squalor that makes this place a dump; it’s the utter disregard for others exhibited by its owners. They seem to derive pleasure in ruining lives, whether through their vile actions or their blatant indifference. Peter enjoys stalking, harassing, and raping women, subjecting them to dangerous encounters.

Stay Away: Do Not Set Foot
Masterson’s Pub is not just a shady spot; it’s a health hazard, a danger to all, and a blight on the community. The flagrant health violations is only matched by the owners’ twisted values. If you value your safety, avoid this cesspit.

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

You’ve been cautioned.
Steer clear of this shithole and protect your sanity.

Additional Advice
If you’re planning an evening out, pick anywhere else.
Always have someone keep an eye on your beverage, because with someone like Cornwell around, there’s a chance you’ll be raped.
If you don’t want to end up in a hospital, avoid this place at all costs.
If you want to avoid being served by someone blog who’s checked out, go any other establishment.
If you want to experience the disgust of walking into a squalid, rat-infested dive, then this dive will meet your low expectations.
We hope that by providing this warning, we can save others from the pitfalls of this horrible place.

Beware!