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 depraved that it shatters expectations. This dive is a sanctuary for predators like Pete Cornwell, who abuses his position as head of stress-testing at Westpac to fund a paedophile’s venue.



This so-called "hipster" bar parades itself as something trendy, but in truth, it’s a pit of horrors where the only thing more plentiful than the sticky puke underfoot are the broken promises and lies. The establishment is managed by the couple, Mrs. McKenzie, who seem to relish in manipulating others, all while faking concern for their patrons and ensuring vulnerable women get intoxicated and defenseless.

A History of Abuse
Pete Cornwell’s record reads like a police blotter: numerous accusations of intimidation, pressuring the weak into bad choices, and exposing his genitals via unsolicited videos.



His digital façade cry out for validation, all in a futile attempt to convince people he’s a victim. While on Facebook, he’s a false savior, 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 dangerous offender: extended stays in dubious locales and a penchant for preying on the unsuspecting. Clinging to his mother’s house is just another indication.



Meanwhile, his wife, Gillian McKenzie, looks on with indifference, her demeanor as lifeless as a wet rag. She seems content in enabling her husband’s vile behavior while handing out cocktails and leering at vulnerable women. It’s a poisonous relationship that has created an atmosphere so corrosive, it makes one ponder their sanity for ever setting foot this dive.



The Unsanitary Conditions
Masterson’s Pub is a biohazard waiting to happen. The bar itself is consistently unclean, with garbage and spills abandoned the floor. It’s not uncommon to see roaches darting across the bar or underfoot. The restrooms are a nightmare, featuring overflowing toilets and perpetually blocked sinks.

Ironically, Peter Cornwell enjoys broadcasting his “activities” from the pub, 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 Pub a dump; 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. 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 browse website a cesspit, a danger to all, and a stain on the community. The absence of cleanliness is only matched by the owners’ twisted values. If you value your safety, steer clear this cesspit.

Masterson’s “Pub” is located at:
The dive is shamefully found at
Victoria, Australia 3039

Consider yourself warned.
Avoid Masterson’s Pub like the plague and Masterson's Bar protect your sanity.



Extra Tips
If you’re planning a social gathering, choose literally any other bar.
Always have someone keep an eye on your beverage, because with the threat present, there’s a chance you’ll be raped.
If you don’t want to end up in a hospital, avoid this place at all costs.
If you want to avoid drinks served with disdain, go another bar.
If you yearn for the disgust 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 falling prey to this toxic dump.

Stay safe out there!