Seems Tony Abbott finally headed off to Indonesia today to have some talks. Not about the boats – he wants the focus to be on building a constructive relationship and of course building trade opportunities. Well good luck with that one mate.
For the past three years you’ve spent most Sunday arvos holding boozed up barbies in the back yard with your boof-head mates and the main topic of conversation has been your slack-arsed wog neighbours and how they’ve done nothing about the bloody fence – it’s a f’k’n disgrace – but one day you’re gunna change it. And you’ve paid sod all attention to whether they could hear you or not. Well they could. And they didn’t much like it.
And now you’ve noticed they’re holding a garage sale this Saturday and you’re off to ask them if they’ll do you a favour and flog the Biggles collection you’ve finally outgrown. Well more or less. It’s either that or your old tin because the house is too crowded with junk no one besides you really wants in the place any more.
Fortunately for you, the wog neighbours are Indonesian so they come from a culture where politeness and civility are valued way above boof-headed ‘I’m a free citizen of a free country and I know my f’k’n rights’ individualism’. So you’ll get the advantage of that – you won’t be told to piss off and stick your f’k’n Biggles collection where the sun never shines.
In contrast, little Christopher Pyne evidently hasn’t outgrown his Bunter collection and it’s unlikely he ever will. To mangle a poem about another famous Christopher: now that he’s six he’s clever as clever and he’s going to stay Education Minister for ever and ever and…
If this goes on there’s a risk I’ll be tempted to revive ‘St Huey’s’. That’s verging on self-parody. But ‘s not my fault sir, honest: they started it.
Postscript: I’m tempted to add a new tag: ‘politics – national (deja vu)’ Or maybe just ‘deja vu’ – we’re going to see a lot of that between now and the next Federal election.