June 28, 2013

June 26, 2013

Rudd should call it a day

Tomorrow, or Friday, is supposed to be - yet again - the reckoning for the Federal ALP.

Stand and deliver. 

Put up or shut up.

An end to the self-indulgent leadership nonsense.

Kevin Rudd, who has no future in politics, not as PM, and not as opposition leader, should end this silliness by doing something surprising:  announce that he will not be standing at the 14 September election.

Now that would, finally, give the ALP and our media something else to endlessly gossip about.

Only by leaving politics - this week; and he should have done so long before now - will Rudd be able to enjoy basking in what's left of his rock-star politician reputation.  

If he chooses not to call it a day, there will be no remnants left to keep him warm. 

He should go out on his own terms, of his own timing, with whatever dignity he can muster. 

The time is now.

Double jeopardy

Paul Kellly, Editor at Large for The Australian, nails it (emphasis added): 
The latest and last chapter of the Gillard-Rudd leadership crisis is demoralising not just because of its longevity but because it is exclusively driven by polls and is devoid of any idea, policy or direction for the nation's future. 
This crisis is a parade of Labor's obsessions. It is about Labor's interests, needs, personalities, hatreds and quest to ameliorate public responsibility for its collective blunders in office.
There is a nakedness in Labor's obsession about itself. The arguments made by Rudd's backers have a single dominating focus: Labor's survival, nothing more, nothing else. The purpose is to minimise the damage to Labor and its trade union backers, to prevent Labor from being reduced to a post-election rump, to stop Tony Abbott getting control of the Senate and to reduce the number of parliamentary terms Labor will spend in opposition.

The feature of this crisis is the near total absence of debate about what Rudd will do if returned as PM. It is not canvassed or assessed. His own supporters seem clueless on it. The media ignore it. Does anybody care? Have we become a brainless country?

The leadership struggle proceeds on the apparent assumption that it does not matter: Rudd is expected to campaign, not to govern.

This badly misreads Rudd, his ambition and his intellectual hubris. If Rudd returns as PM he will have nothing to lose and everything to gain by putting some dramatic ideas on any blank cheque the party gives him. Labor may get the shock of its life. Rudd knows this is the last shot in his locker.
Meanwhile, the ALP does not even pretend this contest has any connection to the public interest. It is about keeping Labor as strong as possible in defeat. Defeat is assumed. 
Just a bankrupt party running desperate. This is why the 2013 crisis is so dispiriting. Is Labor pushing for Rudd with the argument he will be a better PM than Gillard? No. Is Labor pushing Rudd because he has a superior policy agenda that can revitalise the government? No. Or because it likes and respects him? No. Or because the party really thinks Rudd can regain majority government? No. 

The leadership crisis is born of failure not of aspiration. The party is desperate to stave off an election result delivering an ALP primary vote at 29 per cent.

Because the crisis is entrenched the caucus must resolve the issue before week's end. It would be a farce for caucus to leave Canberra without bringing the leadership to a resolution. Again? Yes, again.

The leadership is repeatedly resolved but is repeatedly re-opened.
Political reality says a Rudd "saving the furniture" exercise has its own validity. The polls suggest Rudd will deliver a better ALP vote than Gillard and ultimately the party cannot ignore this logic. But how much better?

A truly successful "return to Rudd" project is riddled with immense problems. Have they been properly assessed? Labor has form when it acts on polls and gets it wrong. The party completely misread the situation in June 2010 when it deposed Rudd for Gillard.

That was a poll-driven exercise. Labor didn't just read the polls; it swallowed them. The architects of the Gillard push thought they were brilliant. Labor's near universal optimism that switching to Gillard would work in the electorate, was exposed as deluded.
The leadership crisis is part of a bigger, complex story: the structural and policy crisis that confronts Labor as a party. The notion that the public will welcome back Kevin and revert to voting Labor is a fantasy. Too much damage has been done.

Other than within the chattering Federal ALP and the chattering unions, whose grip on the ALP remains ironclad, is there really anything left for any of to say about the state of Australia's Federal politics? 

Gillard cannot - will not - win the election for the ALP.  She may, like Howard, and with any luck, lose her own seat.

Rudd cannot - will not - win the election for the ALP.   He will, unlike most of the current ministers, retain his own seat, and will have nothing to do in opposition other than warm a seat on the backbench.  Not a dignified activity for a former Prime Minister.   If made the leader, Rudd will not be able to save the furniture.
Someone other than Gillard or Rudd, a third way, cannot - will not - win the election for the ALP. If some other person is made the leader, they will not be able to save the furniture.

Much like magazines that put bans on reporting about Lilo or the Kardashians (albeit temporary; they can't help themselves), it would be wonderful, quite wonderful, if our media would now shut the fuck up about the unforgivable indulgences of the ALP. 

Nuff said.  

Traps in poll driven beauty contest

Wednesday Wisdom

For years we have been told that technology was making us richer, but we eat less and drink less than we did 100 years ago, so where is the improvement. I remember when nearly everyone had three cooked meals a day and a substantial tea with cakes and scones and butter and jam. Perhaps people lived less long, but at least there was some purpose in their lives.

Auberon Waugh

(hat tip:  Tim Train)

June 22, 2013

A year without ...

In the never-ending and lucrative "my year without (or with)" series, Paul Miller spent an 12 months without the internet; which - yes - is something a few billion people do every day of their lives, without evident gain or loss to their existence or general well-being.  

At the end of it, Paul found that he was still the same guy, having failed to become a different or better person. 

And that's the lesson, that's the insight.  No small thing, contrary to quite a raft of asinine comments from people who missed the point, failing their own lofty standards, it seems.
I was wrong.

One year ago I left the internet. I thought it was making me unproductive. I thought it lacked meaning. I thought it was "corrupting my soul."

It's a been a year now since I "surfed the web" or "checked my email" or "liked" anything with a figurative rather than literal thumbs up. I've managed to stay disconnected, just like I planned. I'm internet free.
And now I'm supposed to tell you how it solved all my problems. I'm supposed to be enlightened. I'm supposed to be more "real," now. More perfect.

But instead it's 8PM and I just woke up. I slept all day, woke with eight voicemails on my phone from friends and coworkers. I went to my coffee shop to consume dinner, the Knicks game, my two newspapers, and a copy of The New Yorker. And now I'm watching Toy Story while I glance occasionally at the blinking cursor in this text document, willing it to write itself, willing it to generate the epiphanies my life has failed to produce.

I didn't want to meet this Paul at the tail end of my yearlong journey.
I learned to appreciate an idea that can't be summed up in a blog post, but instead needs a novel-length exposition. By pulling away from the echo chamber of internet culture, I found my ideas branching out in new directions. I felt different, and a little eccentric, and I liked it.

Without the retreat of a smartphone, I was forced to come out of my shell in difficult social situations. Without constant distraction, I found I was more aware of others in the moment. I couldn't have all my interactions on Twitter anymore; I had to find them in real life.
And that was the way it went in most aspects of my life. A good book took motivation to read, whether I had the internet as an alternative or not. Leaving the house to hang out with people took just as much courage as it ever did.

By late 2012, I'd learned how to make a new style of wrong choices off the internet. I abandoned my positive offline habits, and discovered new offline vices. Instead of taking boredom and lack of stimulation and turning them into learning and creativity, I turned toward passive consumption and social retreat.
A year in, I don't ride my bike so much. My frisbee gathers dust. Most weeks I don't go out with people even once. My favorite place is the couch.
 So the moral choices aren't very different without the internet. The practical things like maps and offline shopping aren't hard to get used to. People are still glad to point you in the right direction. But without the internet, it's certainly harder to find people. It's harder to make a phone call than to send an email. It's easier to text, or SnapChat, or FaceTime, than drop by someone's house. Not that these obstacles can't be overcome. I did overcome them at first, but it didn't last.

It's hard to say exactly what changed. I guess those first months felt so good because I felt the absence of the pressures of the internet. My freedom felt tangible. But when I stopped seeing my life in the context of "I don't use the internet," the offline existence became mundane, and the worst sides of myself began to emerge.
I would stay at home for days at a time. My phone would die, and nobody could get ahold of me. At some point my parents would get fed up with wondering if I was alive, and send my sister over to my apartment to check on me. On the internet it was easy to assure people I was alive and sane, easy to collaborate with my coworkers, easy to be a relevant part of society.

So much ink has been spilled deriding the false concept of a "Facebook friend," but I can tell you that a "Facebook friend" is better than nothing.

My best long-distance friend, one I'd talked to weekly on the phone for years, moved to China this year and I haven't spoken to him since. My best New York friend simply faded into his work, as I failed to keep up my end of our social plans.
My plan was to leave the internet and therefore find the "real" Paul and get in touch with the "real" world, but the real Paul and the real world are already inextricably linked to the internet. Not to say that my life wasn't different without the internet, just that it wasn't real life.
What I do know is that I can't blame the internet, or any circumstance, for my problems. I have many of the same priorities I had before I left the internet: family, friends, work, learning. And I have no guarantee I'll stick with them when I get back on the internet — I probably won't, to be honest. But at least I'll know that it's not the internet's fault. I'll know who's responsible, and who can fix it.

Late Tuesday night, the last night of the trip, we stopped across the river from NY to get "the shot" from New Jersey of the Manhattan skyline. It was a cold, clear night, and I leaned against the rickety riverside railing and tried to strike a casual pose for the camera. I was so close to New York, so close to being done. I longed for the comfortable solitude of my apartment, and yet dreaded the return to isolation.

In two weeks I'd be back on the internet. I felt like a failure. I felt like I was giving up once again. But I knew the internet was where I belonged.
When I return to the internet, I might not use it well. I might waste time, or get distracted, or click on all the wrong links. I won't have as much time to read or introspect or write the great American sci-fi novel.  But at least I'll be connected.

I'm still here:  back online after a year without the internet - Paul Miller

For the good of the country

A big majority of the electorate appears to have stopped listening to Ms Gillard. 
The Melbourne Age is around three years late reaching this conclusion.  Much of the electorate spat the dummy and stopped listening to anything Julia Gillard had to say when Kev Rudd - the government has lost its way - was replaced with Gillard.  It doesn't matter that Rudd was a crap PM.  It does matter that replacing one non-achiever with another non-achiever has been catastrophic for the country and, secondarily, for the federal Australian Labor Party.
Voters have been so distracted by internal and external speculation about Labor's leadership that efforts by the Prime Minister and her ministers to enunciate a narrative, a strategic vision, for the nation's future beyond this year have failed. 
The distracting excuse of the narrative.  If only the ALP was better at selling itself, selling its story!  Unfortuntely, the lack of compelling narattive is because there isn't one, rather than the absence of story telling skills.  It's a big hurdle to sell a narrative that doesn't exist.  There can be no excuses or blame-making, since the ALP was fully cognizant of Gillard's singular lack of  vision, lack of policy foundations, when they gave her the leadership. 

Also not new is the internal and external speculation about the ALP itself.  This has been the only narrative to take hold and stick for three years.  There has never been a moment when we were all relieved of this utterly indulgent nonsense.  Journalists, as much as the ALP, are guilty of keeping the leadership question kicking from day to day.  Three long years of it.  I don't care anymore!  Does any voter?  I want the lot of them gone, banished from the public attention they crave.  They are spectacularly unsuited to holding power over the well being of a country - our country.
If our national political discourse continues in this way, the outcome is writ large: Labor would face a devastating loss in September. Outright control of both houses may be delivered to the Coalition and, more importantly for our democracy, the opportunity for Labor to present a vigorous opposition in Parliament would be diminished.
I no longer consider this to be a bad thing.  Would face?  No, Age editor, not "would":  will.  This is a done deal, and your profession has participated in and propelled this outcome.  Coming late to appreciating how damaging this is for democracy itself is disingenuous.  There is no moral high ground for any newspaper or any journalist - peddling gossip and scuttlebutt is never the basis of a strong democracy.   Thanks for that.  Really.  Thanks so much

So, when will The Age provide an editorial declaring that it's standing aside for knowingly creating the political garbage that the rest of us had no say in?

For the sake of the nation Ms Gillard should stand aside

Just a little night terror

''I am confident that a couple of years into the terms of any Coalition government, the last few years will seem like a bad dream that has passed in the night,'' [Abbott] said.
84 days.

4 hours.

11 minutes.

The defeat belongs to Gillard

When it comes to con jobs, nothing beats a Kevin Rudd comeback. Ever since he lost a caucus ballot 71-31 to Julia Gillard 16 months ago, Rudd has had no intention of resuming the Labor leadership in this term of Parliament.

Why would he? As a phenomenal egotist, he looks at politics through the prism of vanity. The worst thing that could happen to Rudd in 2013 is to run against Tony Abbott and lose. This would destroy his self-image and self-belief. It would also blow his status as a Labor Party martyr.

For Rudd, “saving the furniture” is not enough. To return to the leadership, he needs a guarantee of victory. Having sabotaged Gillard’s 2010 campaign and destabilised the government since then, he has created a civil war inside the ALP. The electorate cannot wait to vote out this chaotic, divided party, no matter who leads it to the polls. Rudd’s thinking is obvious: why should he take an election defeat which belongs to Gillard.
This is why Rudd has set the comeback bar so high, knowing his enemies can never jump it. A no-change scenario gives him the perfect outcome. The chaos inside the government will continue, driving Gillard to a heavy defeat, while Rudd himself enjoys carefully selected public appearances, lapping up the media attention. His three-year campaign of revenge against the Prime Minister will be complete.

June 19, 2013

A wedding, a wedding!

iJustin has had a brilliant thought bubble:

Now more than ever Bluey needs to marry her hair dresser this August for the grand distraction, and hopefully she'll get a few sympathy votes (can't count on the donkey ones) - it's all that's left now, AND as well, we'll all believe Timmy aint cheerful - and who would be having to marry a woman who hates blue ties, speedos and probably the whole of the Australian (including Tasmania) electorate by now.



With Kev and Malcolm as the bridesmaids?

Brilliant, brilliant!

Anything to distract from the abysmal - yet globally envied (truly?!) - current and future state of our federal politics and federal economic management. 

A last hooray before Abbott brings his own brand of havoc.

And then the zombies will arrive.  For sure. 

Wednesday Wisdom

What pisses me off is when I've got seven or eight record company fat pig men sitting there telling me what to wear. 

Sinead O'Connor

June 17, 2013

Ship of fools: we the reluctant passengers

Having picked the wrong lifeboat, Labor seems set to clamber back on the Titanic. With the mast broken, the rudder lost and the rocks looming, the backbench's panic is understandable: and their despair is far more credible than Julia Gillard's claim that the raft really is afloat and making headway.

Gillard's problem is that like all regicides, her legitimacy rests solely on being able to deliver for her backers; with that in tatters, the result is mayhem not seen in federal politics since the collapse of the Scullin Labor government in 1931. But at least that government shattered on matters of principle; bereft of principles from the outset, the Gillard government has none over which to brawl. Little wonder its death agonies have all the dignity of a fight between rabid dogs.

But far from managing those threats, Gillard seems intent on entrenching as many bad policies as she can, while locking in one unaffordable spending commitment after the other. Captive to the unions that created her, her goal is to spoil Tony Abbott's pitch, regardless of the costs.

Even more than the scandals that have swirled about her, it is that willingness to undermine our prosperity that makes Gillard unfit to govern. Even more than the chaos that surrounds her, it breaks faith with the electorate, compromising its right to change course. And even more than the repeated failures, it is why Labor's only refuge is on the ship of fools.

Where's Kevin?!

First sitting day of the last sitting of this federal parliament and for this ALP government.

10:42am: Kevin Rudd has arrived in Canberra with his usual mix of folksy concern for whether reporters might trip, an obligatory mention of his grand daughter and just general Kevin-ness.

Commenter Perk Cartel, of Westgarth is unimpressed:

Why does Kevin appear so delighted in most photographs? Is he so self absorbed that he cannot see how pompous and self righteous this renders him in many voter's eyes? 

Labor have nothing to be smiling about yet the Gang of Four going to the LGA dinners are similarly also all smiles as if pleased with themselves. 

Perhaps it's because they have no shame, aparatchiks (sic) all in a travesty of democracy.
Let's vote for more Independents folks and try to end this Tory / Labor Punch and Judy tent show. 
So, there you have it:  vote only for unhappy politicians. 

The pulse live

June 16, 2013

Down, down, down

89 days

20 hours

21 minutes

15 seconds

To go.

Show and tell

Peter Garrett has put the future of school funding reforms into the Labor leadership mix, saying he will quit as Education Minister if there is a switch back to Kevin Rudd.

Mr Garrett on Sunday said he would not serve in a Rudd cabinet despite persistent polling showing the government headed for annihilation under Prime Minister Julia Gillard.
That ought to frighten the bejeezus out of everyone in the ALP.

Expect all heads to be pulled in, pronto.

Garrett threatens not to serve in Rudd Cabinet ... the end declared nigh ... 

June 15, 2013

Photobucket stuffed

It would seem that my blog skin template photo's, which have been linked to photobucket for years and years and years and years (that would be four years), have kicked the bucket, hence the proliferation of what appears to be photobucket spam - it isn't. 

I see a new blog skin coming on, but will wait until I have time. 

Meanwhile, apologies for aesthetic ugliness.

We don't normally do ugliness around this joint, unless posting about our federal politics.


June 14, 2013

Half baked

Coles supermarkets are selling bakery goods as ''freshly baked'' even though they were made up to six months earlier in Europe.

Croissants, danishes and muffins are being shipped frozen from Germany, Belgium and Denmark.
Janet Blythman, the head of the National Baking Industry Association, said a range of baked products from overseas would be shipped snap frozen. It would take a minimum of 10 weeks to reach Australia from Europe, she said. In its frozen state it would have a maximum shelf life of six to 12 months.
Because there's no one local - on this continent - AT ALL - who can whip up some muffins, or Danish pastries, or 'artisan' breads that would be priced less on the shelves than the cost and resulting price of freezer storage and 10 weeks shipping?

Hard to beat freshly baked goods that are only six months old 

The Road

If this parliament were a novel, it would be Cormac McCarthy's The Road - a post-apocalyptic nightmare of a civilised world descending into eternal darkness while humans wander a wasteland eating each other. 

No one knows what caused the armageddon. Whatever it was, it was very bad. Perhaps it was Kevin Rudd.

What presented as political debate this week was a work of fiction. It was as grounded in reality as McCarthy's frightening vision of depravity and loss of hope.

Despite my fear of being wrong a third time in a row, I will say this week is the nadir of federal politics.
I've said it twice in the past and both times I have been wrong - because it keeps getting worse. ...

The introduction of abortion on to a national stage already cluttered with nonsense was an objectionable political stunt. That is saying something considering the stunts performed in this parliament over the past three years.
...Just to demonstrate how badly it was received, even the country's leading feminists attacked the PM.
This is what Eva Cox from the Women's electoral lobby said about it: "I've got some concerns this was all about the backroom boys wanting to revive the misogyny speech because they got a good reaction to it. She conveniently overlooked many failings on her own watch that have affected women."
...In 2006, Gillard admitted during debate on RU486, that the legality of abortion was a state and territory issue. ... And rather than find furious disagreement with Abbott, she endorsed his position when he was health minister.
"Many members including the minister for health (Abbott) have adopted the Bill Clinton terminology that they would like to see a circumstance where abortion was safe, legal and rare. I agree with those comments. We would also like to see a circumstance where abortion was safe, legal and rare."

It is hard to believe that this newly confected fear campaign about Abbott changing his position on abortion was not all linked to the idiocy now known as Menugate.

It was an appalling incident. But it no way suggests that the Coalition is a collective misogyny club - as much as jokes by the unions about Abbott's relationship with his chief of staff doesn't mean the Labor caucus are all grubs.
As The Daily Telegraph revealed, Shorten is now counting numbers. And those numbers are falling Rudd's way.
One senior Labor MP said that, unless something happens, he was prepared to walk into caucus on Tuesday next week and challenge the PM himself.

"I'll blow the bloody show up," they said.

The problem now is that Labor is in such a disastrous state that Rudd is no longer even necessarily committed to coming back.

Like McCarthy's The Road, no one knows what happens in the end. Someone lives - but plenty of other people die.
The road to Labor apocalypse

Duck Friday

June 9, 2013

Sucker punch

It seems that Tony Abbott was an exceptionally angry young man when he was at university.

How many unreported punch claims are still out there?  With any luck everyone will start stepping forward, so that "fresh punch claims" can be reported on a weekly basis. 

Abbott's punches, so far, don't connect with a person, but all the same, warrant front page coverage three decades after the event.

Meanwhile, rock star politician, Kev Rudd, is being greeted like a rock star politician by the populace at large, and has been forced to deny - again and again and again - that he will not be standing for the leadership of the Federal Labor Party. 

There is only one person who should lead the ALP to the exorcism that will be the September 2013 election, and only one person who should stand up to give the speech of defeat - Julia Gillard must not have that honour taken from her. 

Fresh Abbott punch claim

Rudd back to denying bid to overthrow Gillard

June 7, 2013

Cutest Cousin

Pygmy Mouse Lemur
The size of a mouse and 55 million years old, the nearly complete, articulated skeleton of a newly-discovered tree-dwelling primate has been given a mighty name - Archicebus Achilles, not after the Greek hero exactly, but the long heel bone that marks him as almost one of us.
The oldest primate skeleton ever discovered was recovered from Hubei Province in central China, lending further weight to the theory that primate evolution didn't originate in Africa, as has long been believed.

Duck Friday

June 6, 2013

100 days

Only 100 days to go.

A long 100 days.

One day is a long time in politics.

Tipping point

The balance between the over-nourished and the under-nourished is out of whack.

Estimated 900 million under-nourished people in the world.

Estimated 1.57 billion over-nourished people in the world.


June 5, 2013

Wednesday Wisdom

Wisdom comes through being disillusioned. 

George Santayana 

June 1, 2013

Most articulate geek on the planet

Bill Gates and his wife Melinda do massively good things for the world.  They do clever and difficult things.  They spend their own money doing it.

That's not an opening gambit for a debate:  it's true.

Pitifully routine reporting of Bill's appearance on the ABC the other night is unfortunate.  Watching Gates in action, on any topic, reveals a mature, fast thinking, brilliant man.  I almost fantasized about having politicians or business leaders of his caliber running the joint.  Almost.  It won't ever happen.  Why torture myself?  That's what our politicians are for.

Gates also showed himself to be honest, self-aware and funny.
Mr Gates was also quizzed on whether giving a reported $US10 million to each of his four children meant that he had lost perspective of how much money was worth.

He said he had "absolutely" lost perspective of a number of things in life.

"I haven't mowed the lawn for a long time," Mr Gates joked. "I forget what it's like. I do wash the dishes every night, so there are certain rituals that are worth maintaining."

Bill Gates - still doing the dishes

Puzzling blood splatter

Photographs of the spilling of blood, some of it, from the shooting death of Reeva Steenkamp -  at the hands of her paraolympian boyfriend Oscar Pistorious - have been released. 

It should go without saying that I'm no blood-pattern expert, but the pools of blood, the locations, don't make any sense to me, within the context of the legal defense put forward for the accused. 

Dexter would solve this, I'm sure, if only he was a real person. 

Pistorious crime scene photos revealed 

Bloodied bathroom

The other side

Yes, there is another point of view, which isn't the: "oh golly gosh calling a black man an ape isn't racist".

No, the other point of view is that a bit of vigorous name calling in A league sports is routine.

The problem is that Eddie didn't call anyone names.  Eddie had a few hundred white footballers to call upon, for his weird King Kong promo ramble, but he didn't miss a beat with singling out a black player, with the echos of "ape" fresh in his mind. 

The argument has a fragile hinge, which assumes:

- that animal analogy name calling, against black people, doesn't have a long and ugly tradition
- that sticks and stones break bones, but words never hurt
- that it would have been equally ok for a child or for Eddie to call Adam Goodes a faggot or a nigger; see, it's all equally innocent:  ape, retard, neanderthal, it's in good spirits, a lark.

Now Eddie Maguire has become a victim of his own political correctness. I really don’t have much sympathy for him – he helped set up the victim game at the start of the week.

However, his comments highlight how juvenile our society has become.

The Thought Police and Rapid Joke Investigation Squads have jumped in to condemn Eddie for a comment, that was, well, just an innocent comment. There was no malice. There was no racism.

In fact, the whole debacle has become a huge joke. Except that it’s not funny and no one is laughing.

If you can’t handle a 13 year old yelling from the sidelines, as an individual the problem is yours, not hers. She’s just a girl.

If footballers are offended at being compared to big, hairy apes then maybe they are in the wrong business. After all, they make a living by chasing around a bit of pig-skin, much like a bunch of monkeys.

And if society can’t handle it either, then it says more about the brittleness of our culture than it does about anything else.

It’s time for grown men to grow up.
 Grown men should grow up (c/o Kathy)

Liberals have nothing more to do?

It's difficult to have much confidence in a party that perpetually threatens a no confidence vote against the federal government.

Apparently the Liberals don't have anything better to do, like writing policies, or figuring out how they're going to manage ever diminishing revenue while concurrently promising to spend billions on non-productive schemes. 

Yes, you might be foolish enough to think they have more compelling things to do than daily making idle threats and doing the political polka.

Dear Mr Abbott

You already know the election date, now how about you get on with the heavy lifting of being the would-be prime minister, instead of playing childish games.  Time to put on your big boy pants.


Pathetic stunt - independents slam latest no confidence move