On the eve (perhaps) of Schapelle Corby’s release on parole from the hell hole that is Kerokoban prison, disturbing, unanswered questions still haunt many who have followed her case... and a condition of her bail is that she must stay in Bali. Why is that?
Julia Gillard said in her parting Press conference that she had paved the way for another future female Prime Minister. Maybe she was referring to Uncle Kev because he is as close to a woman as one can get without a trans gender operation.
Kevin Rudd has almost no chance of re-election. His star has fallen in the same way it did before and Aussies recall uncomfortable memories of the shallow person without substance who they were once, and are now again, embarrassed to call their Prime Minister.
The greatest problem government agencies or sports administrations have is that drugs are becoming available quicker than they can be identified, and they can’t ban something they don’t know about yet.
It was staggering to see Abbott’s off hand “sex appeal” comment make the lead story on Sky News and many newspapers this morning.
[Accuracy of the following report cannot be assured beyond doubt. Material that could not be corroborated has been deleted. Information in these diaries is more an indictment on Kevin Rudd’s judgment than the ethics of Peter Beattie. Rudd, as an ALP and Premier Wayne Goss confidant, would have been privy to the following information.]
Who won? Who cares. Really, it was just a personality pantomime reinforcing already-held opinions of viewers. The weak format favoured Abbott but tested neither of them.
Uncle Kev has always reminded me of everyone’s unfortunate dim uncle. You know, the one you had to take to weddings. Sooner or later you had to take him out the back, slap him around the chops, and tell him to stop playing with his donger in public!
There are six States and two Territories in Australia. (Let’s leave the ACT out of this because it has always had blind Labor allegiance supporting half of Australia’s union membership.)
So, not only do we need to endure the return of a walking wanker called Kev, we are now faced with an incompetent called Pete.
Tony Abbott’s signature policy of paid parental leave is an unreasonable reaction to his perceived low esteem among women.
Well, he did a great job with the boats, so why shouldn’t he be given a crack at Treasurer? But his comment on record low interest rates takes Labor spin to a whole new level of nauseating vertigo.
Once upon a time there was a very vain Prime Minister who made many mistakes. So many silly mistakes that the country was in terrible trouble so, in desperation, he was finally knifed in the back by a former friend.