Trick or Treat

Shane driving the Tumbril

G'day Possums,

Well, it's been a fortnight since the Ruling Rabble had its nose bloodied at the  bye-election stoush in Wentworth and, doing what they do best, have scattered off in all directions, each proclaiming "the truth" of their own personal salvation and thereby the world's but really, all in their personal Tricking or Treating they are just doubling-down and digging deeper into the hole to the oblivion they have created for themselves.

Scummo Morrison, Prime Miniature du jour, ever the faithful but insensitive to reality has decided that Tricking a full frontal assault; a tactic that has won him position at other times, was the strategy to employ. Unfortunately a wider public than a pre-selection panel of dubious ken were little impressed with his shilly-shallying over churchmen wanting to have "the right" to sack gay teachers from their schools particularly as it came not long after he offered an apology in parliament to victims of sexual abuse by similar churchmen. Rightly heckled by some of the gathering for his Pentacostalist  hypocrisy in voting against this Royal Commission he had to chagrin and bear it as the RC's originator, Julia Gillard was warmly received by the same congregation and in front of those "xtians" who did most to revile her during her Prime Ministership.

Big Red Gillard having also been presented with her PM portrait had a Treat spending time with parliamentary cleaners and having photographs taken  showing  judgment and grace in only briefly accepting the cynical congratulations of her misogynistic foe, Rabid-the-Hun whom she left like a stranded Goldfish till she was ready for him.

Full moon.

Bronnie Chopper Bishop got her Speakers portrait in parliament house, too…memorialising a life of service to herself and her Ruling Rabble.

Her claims to fame were that she made Kerosene the de rigueur medical treatment for the elderly in nursing homes... which is almost as notable as her overtly biased rulings and throwing only Labor pollies “out of the house” when Speaker!

Chopper’s portrait is rumoured to have bullet-proof glass and to be easily cleaned of spittle.

"We'll go the full course," bellowed Scummo, smugly (...as some wit likened him to the Captain of the Titanic explaining to the passengers that he had only stopped to take on ice...) as more of his crew fell into formation with their Tricks as their life preservers.

Dan, Minister for Everything, Tehan proved he had imbibed Orwell's "1984" by announcing his support of the previous un-education minister, Simple Simon Birmingham's Fatwah of ministerial prerogative in what academics are allowed to research.  Preaching that if it wasn't in "the National Interest" the research wouldn't get a grant and to that end he has instituted a "Ministry of Middle-Class Banality and Truthiness and Relevance."  "We want to make sure that what the academics put forward as part of their research proposals will benefit Australia over the coming years," Mr Tehan said. Research like: "How to Clean Coal for Opera House Sails Advertising", "The Problems Posed by Female Influence in the Liberal Party",  "Ten variations of the Sieg Heil Salute for Young Nationals in The Deep North",  "Are relaxed Gun Laws Just the Shot?" and "Why is, David Loopy, Leyonhjelm?" Research shall be presented in 25 words or less and they shall be no more than two syllables each and in large print without distracting serifs, with explanations and definitions for Senators McDonald, Abetz, Leyonhjelm.... and a picture version, in colour, for The Red Terror, Hanson!

 

Warped View

David, Patterson's Curse, Littleproud  Minister Land-clearing and Sheep Slaughter has provided a perfect demonstration of Ruling Rabble operational tactics by loquaciously reversing the cuts made by his lush  predecessor Barnyard Joyce to live sheep trade operations by  instituting an independent oversight officer who will busily make sure that nothing will change.

 

Warped View 2

Treating, as a result of the Wentworth slaughter, Craig Boozer Laundy and Julia I-Could-Live-On-$40.00-A-Day, Banks have both made offerings to the national discourse.

Boozer has decided that his colleagues are too much in the thrall of geriatric right-wing shock jocks with predilections for London Toilet Trolling and have lost the concept of being a leaders and prefer to be led by the nose to the fringes of relevance.

Their silence was deafening.

I-Could-Live-On-$40.00-A-Day, Banks has decided that the trauma of being bullied by her Ruling Rabble colleagues was so severe that she is considering standing as an independent. Which in other situations might be called masochism. 

If Banks does contest, she will be standing against the woman who engineered her narrow victory with a Chinese language dis-information campaign...

 那會很有趣

 
The Sleep of Reason

Interesting how these two have found their Road to Damascus, redemption as they stare into the abyss...

Hoo-roo Petals,

Shane.