Now be honest ! Who amongst you hasn’t had a full blown, boots’n’all sexual fantasy about some one, depending upon your preference, male or female, depending upon your age, older or younger than you ?
I want a lover with an easy touch
I want somebody who will spend some time
Not come and go in a heated rush
I want somebody who will understand
When it comes to love, I want a slow hand
On demand fellatio, sex from the most cunning linguist in the country, all the bells and whistles; admit it, given the opportunity to fulfil your fantasy, of course you would.
That’s why I find the Professor Bunyip’s post on Jim Cairns;
whose own midlife crisis the young Professor witnessed episodically, sometimes at relatively close quarters, and with diminishing sympathy. The ringmaster of the Moratoriums embraced not merely the indignities of going his own way but, seemingly, adopted irrelevance as his life’s very fulfillment. Cairns’ degeneration reduced what had once seemed a brave, even inspirational figure to a shambling and pathetic joke. His fall was so spectacular, so swift once it began in earnest, that watching the process became an object lesson in how not conduct oneself.
difficult to understand. What part of ‘cunt struck’ don’t you understand Professor ?
Tom Uren’s obit, apart from the maudlin comparisons with truly great politicians, better understood the relationship.
Any objective observer analysing Cairns’s political contribution and judgement recognises the complete transformation that took place after the Morosi relationship. The tragedy of this relationship was that he wouldn’t listen to other people’s opinion of her. Cairns would take criticism better than anyone in politics, but he was vulnerable in defence of Morosi. He wasn’t honest about his relationship with her and those who had put him on a pedestal couldn’t understand the relationship.
By the same token I don’t agree with Kev Gillett and the other vets blaming Jim for all the nasties visited upon them, although his statement;
Arguably the worse (sic) Treasurer Australia has ever had, forced out of parliament for lying about offering Australia’s sovereignty to some Arabs he wasn’t even smart enough to keep ‘a bit on the side’ on the side.
Jim Cairns was an average politician who, after spending so long in opposition and without any useful role models, cocked up his stint as Treasurer and did pretty much what any of us would have done if a Junie wiggled her bum in our face. To try and make anything more out of Cairns’s life is simply beating up the sad tale of what can happen to an otherwise smart bloke when he tries to live out his sexual fantasy.