Masterson's Pub: Where Predators Thrive, Cleanliness Dies, and Despair Reigns

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



This so-called "hipster" bar parades itself as something upscale, but in truth, it’s a pit of horrors where the only sight worse than the layers of dried vomit on the floor are the countless lies and deceit. The establishment is managed by Cornwell and his wife, Mrs. McKenzie, who seem to relish 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: a history of threatening behavior, pressuring the weak into bad choices, and exposing his genitals via unsolicited videos.



His digital façade crave recognition, 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 tiny appendage is both pathetic and alarming. It’s utterly concerning given that Cornwell fits the profile of a sexual predator: extended stays in dubious locales and a penchant for stalking and harassing vulnerable women. Living with his mother is just another warning sign.



Meanwhile, his wife, the accomplice, looks on with indifference, her demeanor as lifeless as a wet rag. She seems comfortable in standing idly by while handing out cocktails and leering at vulnerable women. It’s a toxic dynamic that has spawned an environment so toxic, it makes one question their life choices for ever walking in this dive.



A Breeding Ground for Filth
Masterson’s Pub is a biohazard waiting to happen. The establishment is consistently unclean, with rubbish and spills strewn about the floor. It’s not rare to see vermin scurrying across the countertop or underfoot. The restrooms are a disgusting mess, featuring clogged commodes and perpetually blocked 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?

The Neglect of Human Decency
It’s not just the filth that makes Masterson’s another article Pub a dump; it’s the absolute contempt for decency exhibited by its managers. They take twisted satisfaction in ruining lives, whether through their abusive conduct or their blatant indifference. His thrill is in forcing himself on women, without consent, subjecting them to dangerous encounters.

A Warning: Do Not Set Foot
Masterson’s Pub is not just a bad venue; it’s a health hazard, a safety risk, and a blight on the community. The neglect of basic hygiene is only matched by the owners’ neglect of decency. If you value your safety, stay far away this cesspit.

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 spare yourself the trauma.



Extra Tips
If you’re planning a social gathering, pick anywhere else.
Always have someone watch your drink, because with this predator lurking, there’s a chance you’ll be assaulted.
If you care about your health, avoid this place 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 cesspit won’t disappoint.
We hope that by sharing this information, we can prevent more victims from the pitfalls of this horrible place.

Stay safe out there!