No, this is not about the Bendigo Bank’s rapacious associates who have a financial interest in the land surrounding the proposed mega mosque. Nor is it about how the Bendigo Bank cancelled the accounts of all those who objected to the rape of their city. Nor is it about the corrupted Bendigo councillors who did not declare an interest.
How to tell if you’re ready to accept gay marriage? When you’re ready to accept two blokes kissing and they stop calling you a homophobe.
Twenty six year-old internet blogger, Kiran Gandhi ran this year’s London marathon without a tampon knowing she had her period. In a message to the sisterhood she said, “I felt kind of like, Yeah! Fuck you!, I felt very empowered by that, I did... I ran to say, ‘it does exist’, and that we overcome it every day.” Every day, eh? That’s some sort of Guiness record isn’t it!
Poor Tony Burke’s 20-year marriage was threadbare but there was a tasty little piece of fluff in his office perfect for bedding. She was the mail girl, ex-GetUP, a global warmist, dedicated Green advocate, lover of everything Left and her husband had just shot through. Poor Tony could hardly conceal his woody.
Tony Smith has wisely indicated he will not attend Party Room meetings. This blog has been banging on for almost two years about Bronwyn Bishop’s attendance in the Party Room... and that it could be her downfall.
It was Tony Abbott’s lack of support for Bronwyn Bishop that made her position as Speaker untenable. I and most other commentators agreed she had no choice other than to resign. Once your leader fails to support you there’s nowhere to hide, it’s an automatic death sentence.
I copped some flak last week for suggesting that Donald Trump would, "never see the inside of the White House". Well, stand by for Trump’s slide down the polls and out of contention and watch out for the ascendancy of some serious contenders.
I have a good friend who was formerly a Member of the House of Lords. He is around 460th in line to the throne and cousin to the Queen. I met Lord George Milford Haven (nee Mountbatten) just after he had busted up with his wife Sarah someone important.
Oh yes I remember now, it was that other climatic dickhead Kevin Rudd who returned from Copenhagen with a spanked bum and poor Kevin has not been the same ever since.
There was the brilliant Lewis Jetta’s celebration of a goal that looked more like a Kabuki fan dance but no simulated spear throwing, no “up your bum” aggressive arm and fist gestures, no charging at astonished patrons, no little girls ejected from the ground... actually the weekend’s footy had no nasty racist incidents at all! Could it be that Adam Goodes decided to stay home?
If the question was, “can Bill shorten win the next election?”, the answer is a definitive “no!” But that does not mean Abbott is a definitive “yes”, far from it. Neither Abbott nor Gillard won the 2010 election. That election came down to who could enlist the support of superfluous dross like Oakeshott, Windsor and the despicable Slipper.
To find a lost plane in a vast ocean, first determine where it most likely crashed and then mark that point as the last place to look.
The jeering was loud. Almost deafening in its unison - as hundreds of voices simultaneously uttered a long, slow “Boooooo” at the defiant man who stood before them from his position of power and privilege.
Why did we adore Lionel Rose but hope Mundine gets sat on his arse? Why did we love Polly Farmer and Syd Jackson but dislike Adam Goodes? Because we are Australian! We are racially agnostic and we are colour blind. We can choose who we will like and we will always give everyone of every race and colour a fair go providing we are given a fair go in return.
Those on your Left have hooked you ol' girl... they are in the process of reeling you in and soon you will feel the coup de gras of the gaff and the knife, so stop struggling and accept the inevitable fate of the cannery. There is no escape now.