It was nice to hear/see the Treasurer Joe (Eleventy) Hockey and our beloved Prime Ministerial Winky Person Tony Abbott deep in denial that they had promised a return to surplus in this term of Government. Apparently that was Labor’s fault. It would appear that both are suffering from a form of dementia that seems to affect those of the conservative ilk. This condition is classified as Politically Induced Dementia, or PID for short. It is of some concern that should the dementia advance significantly over the next 18 months, or less, that they may reach an advanced demented stage known as Politically Induced Dementia Delivering Lost Elections, PIDDLE in the neurological nomenclature. Rapid progression can be reduced by regularly demonstrating to sufferers, via aural and visual means, evidence that they are in actuality failing to remember things that they have said/done previously. Caution must be observed however, as excessive stimulation may give rise to delusions of grandeur, incoherent speech and, in more serious cases, head nodding unaccompanied by speech, and frothing at the mouth. Should any of these severe symptoms appear the patient should be immediately sedated, removed from office, and closely confined, preferably a long way from Australia.
Don’t say you haven’t been warned! Now. On to other things. Like Tony Abbott. Thinking of said person gave rise to reminiscence and to something that was created way back in February 2012. A little poem which we shall call; ‘The Tony’!
Phoney Tony, gave me fright
When said he that ‘NO’ was Right,
What convoluted monstrous lie?
Could create such prodigious quandary?
In what dark and twisted lies?
Was birthed the fervour to deny
For what cause dare he desire,
To be a serialised denier?
And what heresy, what devious art,
Hardened this politician’s heart?
And when good polity raised its head.
Who was it that “NO’d” it dead?
For what purpose? For what fame?
To be PM, is that the Game?
What ambition? What fervid grasp?
Prime Ministership is there to clasp!
But nil to offer apart from fears,
And negativity, NO’s and jeers!
And will we smile our work to see,
The disastrous PM that you will be?
Phoney Tony, burning bright,
I do hope with all my might.
That like a skyrocket brief you’ll fly,
A flash of light, then fade, and die!
With apologies to William Blake and his superb piece of poetry ‘The Tyger’.
And that reminded us of Barnaby’s and Llamas. Or is it a Vicuna?
In this time of uncertainty, missing budget emergencies, policy backflips and excuses to blame Labor, we should;
That should exhume a few skeletons from the political cupboards, brown paper bags and sundry hidey holes.
We were pleased to see that Sophie Mirabella, after a spell right out of just about everything, got close enough to lob a bomb into the Lieberal leadership machinations. And I thought that she was Tony’s friend!
Seeing a mention of Scotty (Cuddles) Morrison was too much for The Bloody Rat who couldn’t help sticking his whiskers where they shouldn’t be.
Rat also felt that Julie Bishop’s cleverly crafted irrefutable comparative argument on relative threats was worthy of comment. Thank God it wasn’t an exposition of Einstein’s Theory – we would be in a muddle!
Our Rattus politicus also stepped up wearing a nice smile and flashing his gold tooth to make us feel warm and comfortable.
And our Rat of Scepticism felt that there was an undertone, possibly B flat, in Tony’s reassurance on budget matters.
And given the impact of the 2014 budget, consideration of the likely 2015 budget gave rise to;
And, overall, that resulted in;
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! We can only gaze upon such greatness with wonderment!