Gosh! What a week! There we were, just starting to get collectively infuriated and righteously indignant that our beloved Federal Government had Gonski Conskied, Gone with Gonski and then de-Gonskied when that rush of adrenalin was endocrinely stultified with a floppity, flippety backflip of immeasurably immense proportion and we were once again Gonskied!! More or less, or is that less or more? The immediate thought was; ‘there has to be a book in this’, and there was;
Books, lots of books, led to thoughts about bookshelves and collections, and that turned to collective nounery, as it would, with this;
Thinking of all of the above and Tony Abbott’s and Scott Morrison’s adventures on the diplomatic stage which were astutely upstaged (you might say) by Indonesia led to contemplation of the fine art of diplomacy and;
And that led to thoughts of Julie Bishop, our Mini – ster for Foreign Affairs and her bold attempt to show China that we wore really big boots. And then a touch of reality returned with this;
And then our wascally widdle wat (er, Rat) came scuttling back with his jaundiced view of the behaviour of the species Homo sapiens subspecies politicus related firstly to diplomacy;
And to telling a lie or three;
And on secret reports which become unsecret and widely disseminated;
As well as what happened when you get between a State Premier and a bucket of money;
On the mysteries of saying things which are really not said but misunderstood and might be possibly promises that might not be kept because people thought they weren’t what was meant – well something like that, which in the linguistic confusion led to;
And finally on an intelligent mans truism, which the rat when rodentomorphising can readily consider as being pretty much on the money;
The Rat also requested that the NO Coalition return as soon as possible to THREE WORD SLOGANS as he was having difficulty in fitting all the verbal waffle on to his commentaries.
And that led, finally, to thoughts about what this poor bloody country ended up with given that Labor was more interested in infighting and backstabbing all and sundry whilst losing sight of the main game and letting the NO Coalition get into office by default. You could say that our thankfulness knows no bounds. Well you could, if you were a conservative of the John Stuart Mills ilk, eh? That led to;
And there we have it, except for the last bit!
Postscript: All characters appearing in this work are entirely, and amazingly, fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living, dead or in a zombie like state, is purely coincidental with an exceptionally high probability of being the construct of a deluded mind trying to grasp the true meaning of the political unreality of Australian politics, al la NO Coalition!