Well I hate to admit it, but under the criteria of our Prime Winky Dill, Mr Rabbott and his unsuccessfully lapbanded Treasurer, Joe “Eleventy” Hockey I am, much to my shame, one of those old decrepit bastards sucking on the generous aged welfare teat. Yes, I’m one of those ‘ne’er do wells’ who have had the temerity to age gracefully and look forward to perhaps (according to best advice) another twenty years of life, where I can increasingly rely on the aged care system to look after my gangrenous and decaying body, fill me full of expensive prescription medicine for little or no cost, and feed my aging body with sustenance which, when you come to think of it, is really just wasted on an old bastard like me! Sucking air, taking food and medications and becoming an increasing burden on those who have to pay taxes to prop up some “foul old leaner” like me!
And to think that after all that education which increased my earning capacity (and which meant I paid more tax [at about 30% of salary]); which enabled me to feed myself and family adequately (and spend more money in the economy); which provided me with the opportunity to buy and subsequently further develop several houses (thereby spending more money in the economy and increasing my one house asset base); which permitted me to put away something in superannuation (so that I would have sufficient income not to end up living on the aged pension – perish the thought!) – it has come to this! I and my peers, are become a cankerous boil on the grand economic vision of the Rabbot ultra-conservative Right, and as with any such boil, require lancing – or in more palatable terms ‘an economic solution will need to be found to address this problem’ that Australia has with an ageing population!
This is just to let you know that over the past 18 months of Liberal/Neutered Puppy lies, obfuscation, secrecy, dishonesty, stuff-ups, belligerence, incompetence, sheer bloody arrogance, stupidity – and various other negative adjectives – you have made me “effing angry” and unlike others in the middle of the last century I will not be going without a fight, and nor will I be going in a bloody cattle truck! So you can take you ultra-conservative fascism and jam it right where you usually put your suppository of wisdom! Am I just a tad cross? You bet every expletive deleted you can think of I am!! Ooooooooooooh!!!!!!
And thinking of all the above adjectives one is led quite naturally to consider our Education Minister The Right Honourable Mr Christopher Pyne. Consider if you will.
And considering Robb’s job in negotiating the Trans Pacific Partnership and the likely outcome of the gullible being outfoxed by the smarter big boys, leaves us with;
Which segues neatly into Joe Hockey’s phantasmagorica of the 2015 Intergenerational Report which propounds to look into the future. Unfortunately it overlooks one rather significant component if we are to have a future at all.
Related to that, the Monkeys thought that Joe Hockey’s masterful piece of doublespeak was a real treat.
That Bloody Rat, somewhat sidetracked by a bit of feministic ardour – well, when is a Rat not ardourous – got excited about International Women’s day and the “oops” moment that accompanied its announcement.
Rat also got excited when Mr Rabbott started using big words like ‘intelligent’ and ‘conversation’ until he realised that ageing was going to be part of it all.
Although he did brighten somewhat when Tony got very excited about ANOTHER INFRASTRUCTURE PROJECT called WestConnect – or something like that!
But that which really tickled Rats fancy was the revelations about the Broadband King Malcolm and Boat Boy Morrison and their disdain for the data retention laws.
And we were impressed with Malcolm over another issue entirely which we will, without further ado, entitle “In Praise Of Tony – With Just A Little Sting In The Tail”. A musical is being considered.
The Toads, not usually know for the acuity of their hearing, got a little confused with Miriam Margoyles comments on Q&A the other night.
And given all of the above, and thinking about the past 18 months of the Rabbott government, and asked to describe it in one word, we could only say;
And there you have it . . . . . . . .!
AFTERTHOUGHT: If you don’t punish politicians and their parties for lying to you, you are predetermining your treatment as a fool!
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! We can only gaze upon such greatness with wonderment!