The death of 100,000 fish in the Murray-Darling Basin was blamed on low water levels, but the question of who turned off the tap needs to be asked.
An unwanted bedfellow, a trip up a river on a floating cocktail bar and a lame attempt to be bad blackened the eye of #AusPol this week. But who won?
Despite a lengthy investigation, the Nationals were unable to find evidence linking Barnaby Joyce to sexual harassment allegations. Not everyone is happy.
2018 is a confusing, grating place, where those with opportunity cry loudest. Fortunately, the Dutch have a word for it: ‘aansteller’.
The full details of the allegations against Emma Husar should be noticed. Not for her actions, but rather how much of the investigation was leaked.
A rather loud invasion of a foreign, a continuation of behaviour and a psychic pig headline #Auspol’s nonsense this week. So, who won?
Yesterday, Barnaby lost the plot, evoking privacy right while forgetting that he spent last week reducing the privacy of others. He’s truly reached a Fonzie level of desperation.
Last night, Barnaby Joyce irked a nation. Again. However, I contend we let him take the money and run, because paying him attention will see him return.
A slobberknocker of a betrayal, the completion of a masterpiece and a man fighting a fictional character headlines #AusPol’s stupid week. So, who won?
Morning! Overnight we’ve seen the end of Roseanne, the momentary exit of Barnaby Joyce and the culture of school shootings turned into a video game.
A duet no-one asked for, the coronation of new meme-lord and a return to form all highlight #Auspol’s godawful week. So, who won?
An adult movie no-one wants, a terrible 90s reference, and many many falls from grace stain the glass windows of AusPol this week. Who won? Who cares.
Yesterday, Barnaby Joyce sensationally claimed that the question of paternity was unanswered. What this statement reveals, is a rather obvious pattern.
While her outburst was deplorable, it seems that Cash might have been on the money. A true cultural change is in order.
Dearie me, what a week. Barnaby Joyce finally fell on his sword, America hid behind a gun and one pizza empire got surprisingly smutty.
While everyone might be celebrating the end of Barnaby, the horrible truth is that he possesses everything we don’t.
Even in his week off, the buzzing of Barnaby Joyce can still be heard. Actually, thinking about it, some obvious comparisons can be drawn.
While the exposure of Barnaby’s affair was a positive, it reminded me of what most of us face regularly.
Prue Rience, distinguished authority on political sex scandals, evaluates Barnaby’s debut in this fascinating genre and puts it in the proper historical perspective.
The fall of Barnaby Joyce has taught me something. At no point, should you ever get what you think you want.
Being totally suspended from school, a blunt push for power refused and the return of someone with unfortunate initials. #AusPol, you’re not right.
AusPol’s most enduring bromance seems to be on the rocks, as Malcolm Turnbull will not allow Barnaby Joyce to run the country in his absence.