The End Of Two-Party Politics In Australia
December 3rd 2006 21:19
NB: This is an edited version of a piece I wrote on November 21st 2006, but was never allowed to be uploaded for reasons I am not aware of.
Ahhh, feel that wind of change. It's here people, it has arrived.
Thanks to the current schoolyard brawl enveloping New South Wales State Parliament at the moment, it looks like the people are about to speak a new message to the two major political parties, ie: Please P.O.Q. Now Morris Iemma is a bit of a local boy done good for me. I haven't heard a bad word spake about the guy ever since I played his son at cricket back when people gave a hoot about Pseudo Echo. An upstanding guy if e'er there was. My mum used to work for the State Government, Morris, by all accounts, is a dude. Enter this toothless dog known as Peter Debnam who abuses Parliamentary Privilege to try and add fuel to an already raging fire with regards to the current closet-opening and skeleton-exposing that is going on in the State Labor Party.
Now let's get one thing straight. This loser who pays for sex on the State's purse is a leech and he was rightly ditched. Carl Scully is a boob and he was relegated to the back bench. Good move. He was given chances, he blew them, so good luck Carl, plan that new career, I'm sure you'll find something useful to do. Now Debnam, entirely devoid of any decent grasp of sane political rhetoric, decides to take on the State Attorney-General Bob Debus and under this ridiculously abused idea called Parliamentary Privilege (where politicians are immune from prosecution for what they say in Parliament), he just goes for Debus' jugular in spite of overwhelming evidence to the contrary. Typical Liberal arrogance. Can someone please give Debnam a good kicking. He needs it.
The upshot of all this 'Ner-ner-ner-ing' is that the vox populi says that it has had enough of this kind of immature mud-slinging and said, 'Right, bring me your Greens, your Democrats, your marginal parties and let's have a REAL democracy'. The next New South Wales State Election is the Litmus Test for the new Australian body politik. If you can diminish the influence of the major parties and get a real, spirited, diverse and truly representative Parliament, this unremitting horse manure called Question Time in State Parliament can be driven over a cliff in the back of Thelma and Louise's car. Take Debnam with you and leave his silly carcass in the trunk ladies. Don't bother to poke holes in the top either. Just make it nice and hot and nasty so he has a painful, if interesting ride to Hell.
Arriverderci coma, Australia has just woken up. Exhale now, I don't think I'm dreaming. Dorothy is returning to Kansas, Tom Sawyer has been at his own funeral and repented, Bono is taking the piss out of John Howard, Midnight Oil are in the Australian Rock & Roll Hall of Fame. Screw it, I'm going to run for office myself. I might just do it in Debnam's seat, put a bomb under that useless jackass. 'Kapow' drop-kick, you are over. If you hadn't stooped to that you might have had a chance next year, instead it's on for young and old and some of these eager beavers have knuckle dusters and some have brains. Get ready for a real fight pinhead. Game ON!!!
Cheers
Michael.
Ahhh, feel that wind of change. It's here people, it has arrived.
Thanks to the current schoolyard brawl enveloping New South Wales State Parliament at the moment, it looks like the people are about to speak a new message to the two major political parties, ie: Please P.O.Q. Now Morris Iemma is a bit of a local boy done good for me. I haven't heard a bad word spake about the guy ever since I played his son at cricket back when people gave a hoot about Pseudo Echo. An upstanding guy if e'er there was. My mum used to work for the State Government, Morris, by all accounts, is a dude. Enter this toothless dog known as Peter Debnam who abuses Parliamentary Privilege to try and add fuel to an already raging fire with regards to the current closet-opening and skeleton-exposing that is going on in the State Labor Party.
Now let's get one thing straight. This loser who pays for sex on the State's purse is a leech and he was rightly ditched. Carl Scully is a boob and he was relegated to the back bench. Good move. He was given chances, he blew them, so good luck Carl, plan that new career, I'm sure you'll find something useful to do. Now Debnam, entirely devoid of any decent grasp of sane political rhetoric, decides to take on the State Attorney-General Bob Debus and under this ridiculously abused idea called Parliamentary Privilege (where politicians are immune from prosecution for what they say in Parliament), he just goes for Debus' jugular in spite of overwhelming evidence to the contrary. Typical Liberal arrogance. Can someone please give Debnam a good kicking. He needs it.
The upshot of all this 'Ner-ner-ner-ing' is that the vox populi says that it has had enough of this kind of immature mud-slinging and said, 'Right, bring me your Greens, your Democrats, your marginal parties and let's have a REAL democracy'. The next New South Wales State Election is the Litmus Test for the new Australian body politik. If you can diminish the influence of the major parties and get a real, spirited, diverse and truly representative Parliament, this unremitting horse manure called Question Time in State Parliament can be driven over a cliff in the back of Thelma and Louise's car. Take Debnam with you and leave his silly carcass in the trunk ladies. Don't bother to poke holes in the top either. Just make it nice and hot and nasty so he has a painful, if interesting ride to Hell.
Arriverderci coma, Australia has just woken up. Exhale now, I don't think I'm dreaming. Dorothy is returning to Kansas, Tom Sawyer has been at his own funeral and repented, Bono is taking the piss out of John Howard, Midnight Oil are in the Australian Rock & Roll Hall of Fame. Screw it, I'm going to run for office myself. I might just do it in Debnam's seat, put a bomb under that useless jackass. 'Kapow' drop-kick, you are over. If you hadn't stooped to that you might have had a chance next year, instead it's on for young and old and some of these eager beavers have knuckle dusters and some have brains. Get ready for a real fight pinhead. Game ON!!!
Cheers
Michael.
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