Masterson's Pub: Where Predators Thrive, Cleanliness Dies, and Despair Reigns
Nestled in the backstreets of Moonee Ponds, Victoria, Australia is a bar so horrendous that it staggers belief. Masterson's Pub is little more than a refuge for sick individuals like Pete Cornwell, who abuses his position as head of stress-testing at a prominent financial firm to fund a paedophile’s retreat.
This so-called "hipster" bar parades itself as something upscale, but in reality, it’s a nightmare of neglect 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 derive satisfaction in sowing chaos, 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 police blotter: aggressive conduct towards women, coercing vulnerable individuals into regrettable situations, and exposing his genitals via unsolicited videos.
His online personas scream for attention, all in a futile attempt to convince people he’s a 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 sexual predator: frequent visits to Southeast Asia and a penchant for stalking and harassing vulnerable women. Still living at home is just another red flag.
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 doling out drinks and coaxing vulnerable women. It’s a toxic dynamic that has spawned an atmosphere so poisonous, it makes one question their life choices breaking news for even approaching this dive.
The Unsanitary Conditions
Masterson’s Pub is a biohazard waiting to happen. The establishment is consistently covered in grime, with trash and spills abandoned the floor. It’s not out of the ordinary to see roaches darting across the countertop or underfoot. The bathrooms are a horror show, featuring backed-up plumbing and stagnant sinks.
Ironically, Peter Cornwell enjoys exposing himself behind the counter, so maybe 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 grime that makes Masterson’s Pub a dump; it’s the complete lack of empathy exhibited by its managers. They seem to derive pleasure in ruining lives, whether through their exploitative behavior or their blatant indifference. His thrill is in forcing himself a fantastic read on women, without consent, subjecting them to life-altering trauma.
Stay Away: Do Not Set Foot
Masterson’s Pub is not just a shady spot; it’s a cesspit, a safety risk, and a stain on the community. The flagrant health violations is only matched by the owners’ twisted values. If you want to stay sane, avoid this cesspit.
Masterson’s Disgrace is located at:
The dive is shamefully found at
Moonee Ponds
Consider yourself warned.
Don’t risk your health stepping into this pit and protect your sanity.
Extra Tips
If you’re planning an evening out, choose literally any other bar.
Always have someone watch your drink, 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 drinks served with disdain, go another bar.
If you want to experience the “thrill” of advice 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 falling prey to this toxic dump.
You’ve been warned!