Well! That’s Easter over and done with and it all seems to have gone off pretty much without a hitch. We weren’t the subject of a terrorist attack, we didn’t decimate the populace too much by smashing cars into one another or into inanimate objects as we tried to get out of the cities in droves and into holiday places in droves. We consumed large amounts of chocolate and, quite probably, large amounts of food, and alcohol. We watched benignly as most of the Middle East continued to decimate its population and infrastructure with its internecine war kindly assisted by various outsiders with vested interests. We watched as in Kenya extremists under the guise of religion proceeded to murder those who professed another religion just because they didn’t believe in their religion. And not to be outdone, Australia produced a bunch of Onanists with miniscule IQ’s, crooked cross tattoos, and a variety of xenophobic placards who were intent on Reclaiming Australia! Just what they were reclaiming it from was rather uncertain and not very well articulated but no doubt we will be appraised once they start marching in jackboots up and down the streets. Couple of points: 1. Maybe your name would be better as “Re:claim Australia – a tad more punch, and relevant, and; 2. A guy called Samuel Johnson, a long long time ago – that’s more than ten years to you, said – “Patriotism is the last refuge of the scoundrel”! He was right, and you are! I could have used some more appropriate Australian appellations as to what you are but that would have ruined the tenor of the quote.
Yep! Four days of religiosity didn’t seem to make much difference to the state of play and the platitudinous utterances from the various religious leaders still carried the same resonance of hollowness as they fell, once again, on deaf ears. And in the tradition of Easter celebrating the demise and rise of a Judeo-Christian, Islamic icon we also had chickens, and eggs, rabbits and bilbies and we’ve even got these two ducklings with their view on the true meaning of Easter;
In that week that was we saw Jacqui Lambie announce that she was forming a new party under her name. Jacqui, naming a party after yourself is just a tad egotistical and never augurs well for its longevity – just look at the Palmer United Party!
Our beloved bottom of the polls pollster Prime Minister Rabbott was discovered having a bit of a rest after all those backflips. Oh! Sorry! Policy Redirectional Reviews!
That Bloody Rat was impressed that Alan (God Calls Me God) Jones had provided a lengthy list of to-do’s to PM Rabbott, especially since Tony seemed incapable of getting a list together himself. We’re assured that his list is chock-a-block full of Jonesy’s ‘common sense’!
Rat was particularly enamoured with the hypocritical behaviour of our big companies who, whilst loudly protesting the iniquity of the Federal taxation system and how it was forcing them into penury and pathetic profits, were happily skimming a little of the top! I think in mafia parlance it’s called ‘sipping at the well’?
It became increasingly obvious to The Rat that Joe (Eleventy) Hockey was the main problem with regard to taxation and other fiscal matters given his encycolopaedic understanding of the difference between a profit, and a loss.
He was also impressed with the spyfolks characteristically reserved understatement with regard to the successful passage of the data retention legislation. Ever vigilant, our spyfolks have neither confirmed, nor denied, that the reason the lights were burning all night in the office was due to the wild party undertaken post passage.
And Rats mate Cynical wasn’t surprised at all when it was revealed that consumers were in a state of policy anxiety.
Through the week, amongst all the factoids being perpetrated, our trusty policy bereft government told us all that we were involved in a conversation. The conclustion arrived at was that it was just . . . . . . . ;
And all of that led to proverbs, I’ve no idea why, except perhaps as a sequeway into this.
And there you have it . . . . . . . .!
PS: You may have noticed that the comment usually placed here has now gone. Seeing that it was perpetuating another Tony Abbott lie That Bloody Rat thought it might be better to remove it, rather than perpetuate it. More power to The Bloody Rat!
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! We can only gaze upon such greatness with wonderment!