VOTING IS A HEALTH HAZARD
... so don’t do it, it only encourages them
Four-time Walkley Award winning political commentator and Churchill Fellow, has returned to the fray over concern that the integrity of news dissemination is continually being threatened by a partisan media.
I have never voted, ever, not even for myself because the thought of living in a black hole as a backbencher in Canberra was too distressing. I just wanted to make a stand against Whitlam, that’s all. The reason for compulsory voting is that, given a choice, you wouldn’t vote for any of the bastards, so we need to be dragged kicking and screaming, under the threat of a fine, to our respective polling stations and told to choose between a Tweedle dum and a Tweedle dee.
The Menzies era of quiet efficiency is gone forever. I recall delivering his newspapers in Haverbrack Avenue, East Malvern. Each Saturday morning at 6.30 he was always at the gate in his red and blue dressing gown ready for a chat. He had a terrific sense of humour and I always looked forward seeing him, not because he was the PM, but because he was simply great to talk to.
We would never talk politics, mainly sport and stuff. John Landy lived around the corner and was desperate to break the four-minute mile. Menzies had a theory on how he could be the first to do it; “He just needs to run faster”, he said. It was about whether Jack Purtell would win the big race at Caulfield that day or whether his beloved Carlton would thrash the Dons... and cricket? Boy did he know his cricket!
He even let me sit behind the wheel of his big black Bentley. He loved that car so he wouldn’t let me have a drive. (He watched the Carlton games from the front seat in a special parking spot right on the fence.)
But he listened too. I had started a schoolboys’ union at the time and he was always asking how that was going with a genuine interest. Each Christmas he always gave me a crumpled, orange-coloured ten shilling note. He was just a top bloke.
I was working for 'The Australian' when he died and no-one understood why I was so devastated. When you compare the quality of today’s political leaders, it’s like chalk and cheese. Just look at what Queenslanders have to choose from today:
Annastacia P something: The best Labor could offer from seven seats (now 9). Can’t even tell you the GST rate.
Campbell Newman: A nepotistic leader of a Party that drafted him because it had no leader. Promised to pay down Bligh’s $60 billion debt, but instead increased it. Bastardised the legal system and pork barrelled his own electorate. The Party may need to draft him again.
In politics the rubbish eventually floats to the top and most of the rest of Australia fares no better:
Tony Abbott Fed: Needs to stand up or stand down.
Bill Shorten Fed: Labor thug with testosterone problem. A shallow liar who majors in treachery.
Daniel Andrews Vic: CFMEU puppet on a tightrope with a short career.
Colin Barnett WA: Low approval rate. Has increased debt but is dealing with a mining bust and a disproportionately low GST take. Tough little bugger who will win the next election due to the quality of the Opposition.
Mike Baird, NSW: So far, so good but jury still out.
Will Hodgman Tas: Bright light in a former dark green corner, determined to halt destructive Green influence.
Jay Weatherill SA: Won office despite the Opposition polling vast majority (53%) of the vote. Insipid ex-Penny Wong partner, far Left and keeps SA broke. Shouldn’t be there.
Adam Giles NT: Illiterate idiot.
Andrew Barr ACT: The first openly gay head of Government in Australia, animal rightist and Green collaborator.Say no more.
Add Gillard, Rudd, McMahon, Fraser and Whitlam to that lot and is it any wonder they have to force you to vote.