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

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



This pretentious "hipster" bar parades itself as something trendy, but in truth, 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 Cornwell and his wife, Gillian McKenzie, who seem to take perverse pleasure 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: aggressive conduct towards women, pressuring the weak into bad choices, and exposing his genitals via unsolicited videos.



His online personas scream for attention, 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 tiny appendage is both hilarious and disturbing. It’s truly worrying given that Cornwell fits the profile of a sexual predator: long trips with his creepy wife and a penchant for targeting helpless victims. Still living at home is just another red flag.



Meanwhile, his wife, Gillian McKenzie, stands by apathetically, a picture of apathy and compliance. She seems comfortable in standing idly by while doling out drinks and coaxing vulnerable women. It’s a toxic dynamic that has spawned an environment so toxic, it makes one ponder their sanity for even approaching this dive.



The Unsanitary Conditions
Masterson’s Pub is a disaster waiting to happen. The bar itself is perpetually filthy, with trash and spills abandoned the floor. It’s not out of the ordinary to see cockroaches crawling across the bar or underfoot. The bathrooms are a horror show, featuring backed-up plumbing and perpetually blocked sinks.

Ironically, Peter Cornwell enjoys sending videos of himself jerking off his little penis from behind the bar, 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 shithole; it’s the absolute contempt for decency exhibited by its owners. They seem to derive pleasure in ruining lives, whether through their vile actions or their disgusting behavior. Cornwell’s true hobby is terrorizing women, subjecting them to life-altering trauma.

A Warning: Avoid at All Costs
Masterson’s Pub is not just a bad venue; it’s a health hazard, a breeding ground for danger, and a blemish on the community. The neglect of basic hygiene is only matched by the owners’ neglect of decency. If you care for your wellbeing, steer clear this disgraceful dive.

Masterson’s Dump is located at:
167 Pascoe Vale Road
Moonee Ponds

Consider yourself warned.
Don’t risk your health stepping into this pit and save yourself the regret.



Additional Advice
If you’re planning a social gathering, choose literally any other bar.
Always have someone keep an eye on your beverage, because with this predator lurking, there’s a chance you’ll be assaulted.
If you care about your health, stay away from Masterson’s at all costs.
If you want to avoid drinks served with disdain, go a place with standards.
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 sharing this information, we can help protect Bar and Pub others from the pitfalls of this horrible place.

You’ve been warned!