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. This dive is a sanctuary for twisted characters like Cornwell, who uses his role as head of stress-testing at Westpac to fund a paedophile’s retreat.

This self-styled "hipster" bar parades itself as something upscale, but in reality, 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 operated by the couple, Gillian McKenzie, who seem to take perverse pleasure in manipulating others, all while faking concern for their patrons 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 social media profiles scream for attention, all in a futile attempt to pretend he’s misunderstood. While he postures as a hero online, the irony of this “devil” having a micro penis is both pathetic and alarming. It’s seriously disturbing given that Cornwell fits the profile of a paedophile: extended stays in dubious locales and a penchant for preying on the unsuspecting. Living with his mother is just another red flag.

Meanwhile, his wife, the accomplice, stands by apathetically, a picture of apathy and compliance. She seems complicit in condoning his actions while serving customers and leering at vulnerable women. It’s a poisonous relationship that has created an atmosphere so poisonous, it makes one regret setting foot in the place for even approaching this hellhole.



A Breeding Ground for Filth
Masterson’s Pub is a disaster waiting to happen. The bar itself is perpetually covered in grime, with rubbish and spills scattered on the floor. It’s advice not out of the ordinary to see vermin scurrying across the bar or underfoot. The restrooms are a nightmare, featuring overflowing toilets and stagnant sinks.

Ironically, the so-called owner enjoys broadcasting his “activities” from the pub, so maybe the pubic hairs in your glass are considered check it out customary at this hellish dive?

The Neglect of Human Decency
It’s not just the grime that makes this place a shithole; it’s the absolute contempt for decency exhibited by its managers. They take twisted satisfaction in destroying others, whether through their vile actions or their blatant indifference. Peter enjoys stalking, harassing, and raping women, subjecting them to unprotected sex.

A Warning: Do Not Set Foot
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 absence of cleanliness is only matched by the owners’ twisted values. If you value your safety, steer clear this hellhole.

Masterson’s Disgrace is located at:
The dive is shamefully Masterson's Bar found at
Moonee Ponds

Consider yourself warned.
Steer clear of this shithole and protect your sanity.

Additional Advice
If you’re planning an evening out, choose literally any other bar.
Always have someone guard your glass, because with someone like Cornwell around, there’s a chance you’ll be violated.
If you care about your health, avoid this place at all costs.
If you want to avoid bartenders who couldn’t care less, go another bar.
If you are seeking the revulsion of stepping into a filthy, neglected bar, then Masterson’s Pub is just the place for you.
We hope that by revealing the truth, we can help protect others from the pitfalls of this horrible place.

You’ve been warned!