Hollywood descended on Canberra, an inexplicable promotion and the debut single from Alex Jones. It was a very stupid week in #AusPol.
Despite the obvious failings of the current political system in this country, AusPol has completely lost their minds over where people are from. At least Pauline’s above board. Right?
The left’s vociferous criticism of the coalition-funded response to Get Up! is telling, as they’re criticising something they created.
A missed court date, the death of comedy and a nonsensical sentencing all happened this week in AusPol. Plus Pauline. But we’ve ignored her.
Last week something important was achieved by the Government, but it passed without discussion. It’s not that I blame the left, maybe they’re just hard-wired to pick fault.
Monday morning. Whoever invented the calendar is dead to me. Overnight, noted scholar Pamela Anderson criticised Theresa May, the latest Newspoll made for familiar reading and Iran freed itself of the tyranny of Zumba.
An ironing of the big boy pants, a case of admirable stoicism and the world’s most foolishly-named cash cave. #AusPol, you’re not right in the head.
The first bricks of a hate wall, the stripping back of pretence and a picnic spoiled. Winners, all. Oh, #Auspol, what are you like?
Judge Judy fantasies, inadvertent self-flagellation and a footrace to the bottom. Winners, all. However, in the harsh game of #AusPol, who secured their Internet legacy?
What a hot mess. The figure walking home in last night’s shoes is Tuesday who got too drunk to deal with the death of Harold, John McCain and a song about Theresa May hitting the charts.
“Look boss, the plane,” we shriek, hailing the end of One Nation. But while Pauline might go down with the Cessna, the sentiment that powered her to the Senate will remain.
After this weekend’s momentous Uluru statement, I was eagerly waiting for the Government’s response. This morning, I got it from Shorten and Joyce. They don’t care about us.
Debt. We all have it. The question is, who in Canberra wants to drag us out of it? To seek an answer, we tasked a corresponded to lurk the murky corners of parliament.
Think of it this way: it’s one less Monday you have to face. Overnight, the nation discovered the status quo in Canberra, Theresa May’s dipping popularity and the merit of watching someone buy $300 worth of fake plants.
Well bugger me with a fish fork, it’s Thursday. Huzzah. The world kept dying while you were recharging, which featured an argument at the estimates, Taiwan saying yes to gay marriage and an unholy clusterboink on ABC2.
A racist fighting racism, the loss of something beautiful and Tony Abbott polishing his rifle. I see nothing out of the ordinary. Yay, #Auspol.
Compared to the altruistic bank robbers of the past, Scott Morrison’s recent heist pales in comparison.
Despite Mal putting everything into his budget, and the uber right weeks that preceded it, he’s still trailing Labor. Guess what happens now.
Val Venting, the leader in the campaign to secure holiday pay for pensioners, discusses the budget impact from her retirement village
Budget impersonations, schoolyard hijinks and tasteful semi-nudes. It’s been a fairly normal week in the rolling seas of #AusPol. Let us wheel out the participation ribbons.
To most of us, Clive Palmer is a man with too much money and too little sense. However, when we study his broad strokes, his real message becomes clear.
Just like Uncle Darryl prying open the liquor cabinet at Chrimbo, we got into the silly juice and insulted everyone after the Coalition made its seasonal speech.