Intelligent crooks are rarely caught, it is the dumb ones who invariably fall victim to their own stupidity. A small story I found in the New York Times told of notorious Somalian pirate, kingpin Mohamed Abdi Hassan (nicknamed Bigmouth) who was demanding Western millions for the return of ships and oil tankers the size of aircraft carriers and their crews.
A daughter of struggling immigrant parents? A far left socialist? Criminal connections? Betrays loyal colleagues? A radical feminist? An atheist? A UN devotee? Pro late-term abortion? Gay activist? A radical, duplicitous Emily Lister with an ambitious, unfettered lust for social reconstruction?
“We will have zero tolerance for disunity”, said Bill Shorten with a straight face as Caucus members exited a Party room sporting a number of knives between pairs of shoulder blades. Bill had done his factional homework long before the leadership vote that finally sent Albo and a few other Party faithful to Coventry.
Correct me if I am wrong (‘cos I’m bloody hopeless at sums) but I believe one Labor Caucus vote is equivalent to about 1400 rank-and-file votes. So, if my sums are right, it’s difficult to imagine exactly what this inclusive nonsense was supposed to achieve!
No person has ever been more deserving of a peace prize than little schoolgirl, Malala Yousafzai. The world shed a tear as she bravely recovered from the Taliban’s cowardly attempts to kill her and her dream that little Pakistani girls might be educated.
Bill Shorten has done the most to deliberately engineer Labor’s current malaise. His MO is reminiscent of the cartoon of an ambulance driver who is attending to pedestrians he has just run over. “I bet you’re all glad I was around”, says the grinning ambulance driver.
Christine Milne is not smiling lately and the reason is not to limit those wrinkles, but looming irrelevance. A deterioration from dictating government policy to ‘why don't you want me as leader and why is no-one listening’ in one Saturday election is a devastating decline in distinction.
At Coba Point, on the banks of the beautiful Hawkesbury, Mrs Alexandra Flannery lies Timless. The matrimonial bed wobbles, precariously perched on Besser Block bricks, as she reaches for her favourite book, ‘Viking King Canute’
A lonely little comment I noticed yesterday in the Pickering Post asked, “Why is the ABC so Left?” The short answer is because it can be. The long answer is because it’s a magnet for those wishing to freely espouse Leftist ideology without fear for ratings or bothersome advertisers.