It was a low day in Oz politics when Julie Bishop and Malcolm Turnbull decided not to risk Abbott and Hastie winning the WA seat of Canning in a by election on that Saturday. They won anyway but it was too late, the treachery of the Libs' Left had played out with another first term PM mercilessly dumped to salve the ego of one person.
Every political pundit is blithely ignoring the lead story out of this election. Thanks to the Australian Electoral Commission, up until this morning all voters have been given the wrong information on how to vote. If, as suggested, there has been some political interference that favours the Greens in these false instructions then it will be an even bigger lead story.
Turnbull will likely be left with around 10 of Abbott’s record majority. Twenty five per cent of voters are now avoiding the two majors that have merged to the Left as one and voters have become tired of being conned equally by both. So the choice is simple if you want to avoid Australia going down the tube awash in Islamic dominance.
For those who have followed the Turkish ploy of playing both sides in the Islamic war it is no surprise that the Islamic State of Turkey (and of all things a NATO member) has become a prime ISIS target.
Now that Brexit is a reality, the talk has turned to trade. Who will be allowed to trade with who? Who will get a free trade deal? Who won’t get a free trade deal? Who will be the new trade winners and who will be the losers? The whole free trade thing can be extremely confusing. I know, I had things completely about face until I bought my Ducati 900SS motorcycle.
Personally I believe that a person should be able to marry their bloody gold fish if they want to and they can have their budgerigar as best man and their hamsters as bridegrooms... good on ‘em, I hope they all live happily ever after. But it’s another story to allow pillow biters and carpet munchers to adopt children. Most will agree so beware the gay Green Left and a misleading plebiscite based on the lie that is “marriage equality”.
Could it be that the Brits have just saved Europe from dictatorship for the third time in just over a century? That might sound melodramatic but there is no denying that the EU is no democracy. What’s more, it has been steadily increasing its stranglehold on the nation states under its sway.
I fair dinkum hope my cartoon is wrong and I'll be happy to lose a few bets but indications are that the Pom mindset rarely changes and if it holds true Britain is about to be lost in a vortex of appalling continental socialism and Islamic influence that has no upside for any bastard.
It’s a long voting tradition that the Poms prefer to continue with, even after it makes no sense. Why Thursday? Well, voting is voluntary and Thursday was the Poms’ Market Day, the day everyone went to town to do their shopping and getting out the horse and dray on any other day simply to register a vote for a crooked politician made no sense.
So you hate Nigel Farage. He is an ex Tory, who was in Maggie Thatcher’s Government. You think he is arrogant and argumentative? You figure his anti-immigration rhetoric is hiding closet racism and all the decent people you respect seem to hate him too.
Naturally I didn’t apply for the “partner’s” job after Ms Summers publicly said that I was responsible for Jill Meagher's rape and murder.
Once upon a time the Poms joined a Farmers’ and Producers’ co-op, and it was good, with a healthy exchange of ideas. Now, 50 years later, it has devolved into a Nimbin style festival with a healthy exchange of hooch and bare breasted girlfriends.
Fancy travelling to Orlando ostensibly to console victims’ families and friends only to embark on a political tirade in defence of Islam and against the second amendment, then to blame the US alone for the 49 lost lives.
Of course Mr James Mathison has his hand on it because his chances of success are somewhere between zero and zilch. But as with most ex-TV persons he is suffering from relevance deficit syndrome after six years out of the limelight... he believes he still has undiscovered appeal.
Roger Rogerson might now spend the rest of his life in gaol and, despite having been found guilty of murder, I somehow still have a soft spot for him. Yeah, of course that’s wrong, but there was a sort of jovial gentleness about him on the only two occasions I have met him.