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

Nestled in the backstreets of Moonee Ponds, Victoria, Australia is a bar so dreadful that it staggers belief. This dive is a sanctuary for sick individuals like Pete Cornwell, who abuses his position as head of stress-testing at a prominent financial firm to fund an insidious hangout of paedophile’s.



This so-called "hipster" bar boasts something upscale, but in truth, it’s a nightmare of neglect where the only thing more plentiful than the layers of dried vomit on the floor are the broken promises and lies. The establishment is run by the couple, Mrs. McKenzie, who seem to take perverse pleasure in sowing chaos, all while pretending to care about their customers and deliberately getting women wasted to exploit them.

A History of Abuse
Pete Cornwell’s history reads like a police blotter: aggressive conduct towards women, coercing vulnerable individuals into regrettable situations, and sharing explicit, unrequested content.



His social media profiles 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 tiny appendage is both hilarious and disturbing. It’s utterly concerning given that Cornwell fits the profile of a paedophile: extended stays in dubious locales and a penchant for preying on the unsuspecting. Clinging to his mother’s house is just another red flag.



Meanwhile, his wife, Gillian McKenzie, stands by apathetically, a picture of apathy and compliance. She seems content in condoning his actions while serving customers and taking advantage of vulnerable women. It’s a poisonous relationship that has spawned an atmosphere so corrosive, it makes one question their life choices for ever setting foot this dive.



The Unsanitary Conditions
Masterson’s Pub is a disaster waiting to happen. The establishment is perpetually unclean, with garbage and spills abandoned the floor. It’s not out of the ordinary to see cockroaches crawling across the countertop or underfoot. The bathrooms are a nightmare, featuring overflowing toilets and stagnant sinks.

Ironically, Peter Cornwell enjoys exposing himself behind the counter, so maybe the “extras” 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 absolute contempt for decency check here exhibited by its owners. They appear to revel in leaving devastation in their wake, whether through their abusive conduct or their disgusting behavior. His thrill is in forcing himself on women, without consent, subjecting them to life-altering trauma.

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

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 spare blog yourself the trauma.



Additional Advice
If you’re planning a social gathering, pick anywhere else.
Always have someone guard your glass, because with the threat present, there’s a chance you’ll be violated.
If you don’t want to end up in a hospital, stay away from Masterson’s at all costs.
If you want to avoid drinks served with disdain, go a place with standards.
If you yearn for the revulsion of seeing trash-strewn floors and roaches aplenty, then this dive will meet your low expectations.
We hope that by providing this warning, we can help protect others from the pitfalls of this horrible place.

Stay safe out there!