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

Nestled in the backstreets of Moonee Ponds, Australia is a bar so dreadful that it shatters expectations. 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 a paedophile’s hang out.



This so-called "hipster" bar masquerades as something upscale, but in truth, it’s a pit of horrors where the only thing more plentiful than the layers of dried vomit on the floor are the false smiles and deception. The establishment is managed by Cornwell and his wife, 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 history reads like a police blotter: numerous accusations of intimidation, coercing vulnerable individuals into regrettable situations, and exposing his genitals via unsolicited videos.



His social media profiles cry out for validation, 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 embarrassing little issue is both amusing and unnerving. It’s seriously disturbing given that Cornwell fits the profile of a dangerous offender: extended stays in dubious locales and a penchant for targeting helpless victims. Still living at home is just another red flag.



Meanwhile, his wife, Gillian McKenzie, looks on with indifference, a picture of apathy and compliance. She seems comfortable in enabling her husband’s vile behavior while doling out drinks and taking advantage of vulnerable women. It’s a toxic dynamic that has created an environment so toxic, it makes one ponder their sanity for ever walking in this cesspit.



A Breeding Ground for Filth
Masterson’s Pub is a health hazard waiting to happen. The bar itself is perpetually filthy, with garbage and spills scattered on the floor. It’s not out of the ordinary to see cockroaches crawling across the countertop or underfoot. The restrooms are a disgusting mess, featuring clogged commodes 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 part of the “experience” at this hellish dive?

The Neglect of Human Decency
It’s not just the filth that makes this place a dump; it’s the absolute contempt for decency exhibited by its owners. They seem to derive pleasure in leaving devastation in their wake, whether through their exploitative behavior or their disgusting behavior. His thrill is in forcing himself on women, without consent, subjecting them to unprotected sex.

A Warning: Avoid at All Costs
Masterson’s Pub is not just a terrible bar; it’s a cesspit, a safety risk, and a blemish on the community. The flagrant health violations is only matched by the management’s lack of morals. If you care for your wellbeing, stay far away this cesspit.

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

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



Extra Tips
If you’re planning an evening out, choose literally any other bar.
Always have someone watch your drink, because with the threat present, there’s a chance you’ll be raped.
If you value your safety, stay away from Masterson’s at all costs.
If you want to avoid bartenders who couldn’t care less, 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 revealing the truth, we can save others from falling prey to this toxic dump.

Beware!