Blood on your hands, Prime Minister?
“Future generations will thank us not for what we have promised but what we will deliver – and on that score Australia can always be relied upon,” Scott Morrison.
“PM, good morning to you. Do you have blood on your hands?” chirps a chipper Karl Stefanovic, who wears the same suit on Nine’s Today for a year to point up the sexism behind critics of former co-host, Lisa Wilkinson who dared wear the same shirt twice in four months. No-one noticed Karl; proving a breakfast TV point about sexist objectification which is neither original, unresearched, nor something not well understood by half the population. Perhaps in his next stunt he could don a dhoti – if he wants to disappear completely.
Everybody notices Morrison’s racist dog-whistle, “we’ll decide which of our citizens return to Australia and the circumstances in which they do so.” It’s a Tampa-style homage to his mentor, “lying rodent” John Howard. Thanks to both, it’s OK if our PM abandons the rule of law to be “tough on borders”. Or is it?
The criminalising of citizens just because they want to come home from pandemic-ravaged India is unprecedented. Experts warn that it may not even be legal. Former Race Discrimination Commissioner, Tim Soutphommasane asks what citizenship means if you can’t rush home from OS in time of crisis. Morrison’s practising discrimination; promoting an Australia where some are more Australian than others.
Typically hypocritical, Scott Morrison was quick to bag Queensland, last September, for closing its border, a move by a state aimed at saving lives, but one which drew the PM’s ire for risking Australia’s “humanity”.
Not that the federal government is keeping us all safe at home. The New England Journal of medicine reports new research suggesting Astra Zeneca, the mainstay of Australia’s vaccine program, is just 10% effective against the virulent South African Covid strain, which is found in Bali and Djakarta this week.
A range of vaccines would have been a wiser choice. Pfizer, for example, shows 75% effectiveness. Yet we’ve been unable to secure adequate Pfizer supplies. Nor do we have the multinational’s consent to manufacture our own even if we were all tooled up and ready to brew up a batch, as is CSL’s Melbourne lab, whose output the Morrison government keeps secret, in case we discover just how inadequate it is. Calculation based on current production, however, suggests it will take until 2024 before we’ve all had an AZ or Pfizer jab.
Preferably Pfizer. Because the SA variant shares key characteristics with another highly infectious variant which emerged in Brazil, (P.1) AstraZeneca’s vaccine may also have low efficacy rates on P.1. But Mum’s the word. Besides the government is in crisis management mode bringing citizens home from India. Or not.
Worse, the PM cops flack from unexpected quarters including the PM’s own back-bench, its chipper TV breakfast show hosts and its fair weather friends, Australia’s mainstream media. Even Tory hacks, such as Andrew Bolt say the decision to lock out brown Australians “stinks of racism”.
The death of any one Aussie will shame the PM, Bolt warns. By Saturday, one death is reported but this prompts the PM to declare that we don’t repatriate people with Covid-19. Always been policy. Standard practice globally. The man’s family is incensed. Even worse, “pushback” transcends mere mortals to reach the divine-pavilion of celebrity-cricketers, (Amen). Morrison just has to walk it all back. Duck, weave, deny and lie.
Karl’s first up on the PM’s media crab-walk, Tuesday. Our nation’s divinely ordained pastor, Morrison, to whom God speaks through a Ken Duncan photo of an eagle, confirming that he chose Scott ‘n Jen to lead us all, tries to weasel out of all responsibility for his SNAFU-prone government’s dumbest stuff-up.
Karl’s co-host, Allison Langdon, is on the (eye)ball, however. She cuts to the chase,
“The problem you have here, Prime Minister, the optics of threatening your own people with jail and huge fines is not a good one.” Criminalising citizenship? Definitely not a good look for a government which has busted a gut ear-bashing us all with how Aussie citizenship is a privilege not a right. Like extra virgin oil. Here’s Dutto blowing his bags over a bill entitled, Strengthening the Integrity of Australian Citizenship in 2017.
“Membership of the Australian family is a privilege and should be granted to those who support our values, respect our laws and want to work hard by integrating and contributing to an even better Australia.
Citizenship is at the heart of our national identity. It is the foundation of our democracy…”
Work hard? Morrison’s off like a frog in a sock. Like a democracy sausage – all sizzle and no meat. His mission? He wants to con us that his fiat banning all travel from India is no big deal. What began as a brown ban is quickly toned down to a “temporary pause” until 15 May. It’s a worry. There’s a temporary pause on investigation into the alleged rape of Brittany Higgins, two years ago. As always, there’s a herd of scapegoats to whom he can pass the parcel of blame, this government’s next best game after its game of mates.
It’s the media’s fault. It hasn’t been helpful for “these things to be exaggerated,” he tells reporters, Tuesday.
It’s the doctors. The government’s acting only on the best advice of its medical experts – we are told ad nauseam – despite Chief Medical Officer Paul Kelly making no such advice. In fact, the CMO alerts the federal government to the dire health risks to citizens who will be trapped in India by any travel ban.
It’s the law’s fault. Hunt tells a sleepy nation at just past midnight Friday a week ago, but this just buggers up Morrison’s attempt to blame the media for the threat of fines and gaol sentences. Hunt is unequivocal,
“Failure to comply with an emergency determination under the Biosecurity Act 2015 may incur a civil penalty of 300 penalty units, five years’ imprisonment, or both. The temporary pause will be reconsidered on 15 May by the government following advice from the chief medical officer (CMO).”
Morrison, however, can’t resist one last squeeze of the lemon even though the pips are squeaking.
“I’m not going to fail Australia. I’m going to protect our borders at this time.”
A duly sceptical Dennis Atkins in The New Daily won’t have a bar of it. Gutless Morrison “tried to pretend this didn’t happen six days later by saying it was the media’s fault, but he and his health minister did it. They did it for one reason: to get a tough guy headline, and that mission was accomplished.”
And because they could. The Biosecurity Act 2015 gives unbelievable power to the government, says Marque Lawyers partner, Michael Bradley, once a human biosecurity emergency has been declared.
Section 477 gives the health minister power to “determine any requirement that he is satisfied is necessary to prevent or control the entry of the disease into Australia.” This can include “requirements that restrict or prevent the movement of persons between specified places.”
But Greg Hunt’s got to watch himself. Measures must be “effective, appropriate and no more restrictive than necessary” – lyrical legalese from the unacknowledged poets of the world, as Shelley nearly said. A legal challenge on these grounds is mounted by Marque Lawyers, who file a case against Hunt in the Federal Court, Wednesday, on behalf of Gary Newman, a 73 year-old, who’s been banged up in Bangalore since last March.
Justice Stephen Burley will expedite the case for a hearing the following week.
Whilst there may be an implicit constitutional right to return, which courts would be unlikely to find unlimited, Bradley argues, the current ban is illegal – because it exceeds what is appropriate – and because it’s outside the powers which the constitution gives to federal government. Bradley echoes many others in noting that there are means by which the government could have rescued its 9000 citizens, concluding that its actions are “unlawful, disgraceful and racist.”
Another shot across the bows of Scotty’s Tampa 2.0 is fired by the UN’s commissioner for human rights, Rupert Colville who lets our federal government know that what it’s proposing flouts Australia’s human rights obligations; breaches international law.
“In particular, article 12 of the International Covenant on Civil and Political Rights (ICCPR), which is binding on Australia, provides that no one shall be arbitrarily deprived of the right to enter his own country.”
Elvis, aka his impersonator, Michael McCormack rushes on to ABC radio to repeat ScoMo’s sophistry that his government has to take a hard line but it never meant to lock anyone up … At this time.
Given his past record, Morrison, as did Abbott before him, is likely to tell the UN to stop meddling in our affairs, which rather defeats the object of signing up to international agreements.
“We can never answer to a higher authority than the people of Australia,” Morrison said two years ago. “We should avoid any reflex towards a negative globalism that coercively seeks to impose a mandate from an often ill-defined borderless global community and, worse still, an unaccountable internationalist bureaucracy.”
Is the PM is channelling Trump? It won’t wash. The Human Rights Commissioner, Michelle Bachelet, has already warned our PM that the scrutiny Australia is receiving is based on the high standards we ourselves helped create.
Marque Lawyers may well contend the ban is unconstitutional, but Morrison repeats no-one is going to gaol or anything. Welcome back to a Joh Bjelke-Petersen moonlight stage-like age of innocence and endemic corruption where the separation of powers can’t exist if your leader’s never heard of them. Not to be outdone, Home Affairs Minister Karen Andrews pops up to take matters from the subliminal to the ridiculous.
Always a barrel of laughs, a boss whom a senior Liberal adviser alleges to be “disrespectful, humiliating and demeaning,” Karen Andrews cracks hearty, at Wednesday’s chook-feeding presser. The best way to avoid doing time would be to stay where you were, if you were stuck in a raging pandemic, quips Kaz.
What a scream. Morrison’s cabinet is full of stand-up comics but lately it’s pure theatre of the absurd.
Only a ScoMo government could have a minister opine that your right to return is perfectly safe – provided you don’t try to exercise that right. Phil Ruddock is similarly reassuring in his religious freedom to discriminate bill which seems to have risen without trace to the Prime Minister’s orifice. But let’s not race ahead.
“Jailing and fining returning Aussies, I mean, as a sitting prime minister, it is incredibly heartless,” Karl Stefanovic says.
“Pretty much zero” chance of that happening replies Morrison, scrambling the separation of powers.
ScoMo tells Karl he doesn’t mean anything by his threats, Karl. His government’s vibe, Karl, is just one big warm and fuzzy buzz, Karl; like Strawberry Fields, Karl, where “nothing is real; nothing to get hung about.”
Karl’s keen to shirt-front Morrison but the PM’s dog-whistle is already exploding in his face as his hard borders, brown ban on Australian citizens’ trying to return from India earns a serve from “cricket great” Michael Slater. Meanwhile talking heads defend the PM; tell us how popular hard borders are with voters.
The messaging from the PM’s office is determined to blur the distinction between closing a state border and preventing Australians returning home from a nation which faces a catastrophic Coronavirus pandemic.
ScoMo’s speaking eagle must have been a wedgetail. He’s in a tight spot. Add in our pretensions to do business or be done over by Adani and how Modi loves our true blue, clean as a whistle Aussie coal. The ban has the government wedged between a black rock and a hard place. Aussie icons as Michael Hussey, who’s got Covid, David Warner, Steve Smith and Pat Cummins are stuck in Delhi. (Note: these men are cricketers a sport in international decline before Coronavirus struck, yet still more popular than religion in Australia.)
When Cricket Australia (CA) talks, governments take notice. On ABC TV’s PK show, some suit from CA, one of our Kafkaesque sports bureaucracies – aka “controlling bodies” that rival the medieval papacy for administrative bureaucracy – and alleged corruption – warns us that cricketers, bless their flannel trousers, may be super-heroes but some may still need a bit of TLC or an 1800 number state of the art type telephone counselling service when they return to the unreality of their Peter Pan lives.
Yes. It’s the poor hard-done by cricketers who tug CA’s heartstrings not those suffering the worst Covid outbreak yet, a pandemic which could reach a million cases per day. And unlike our own hospitals, or those to which cricketers would have access, India must deal with a dire shortage of essential supplies such as oxygen.
But no such TLC from CA nor from Barry O’Farrell our invisible ambassador to India for Sonali Ralhan’s father who dies in a New Delhi hospital Wednesday. Ralhan says she contacted consular officials with “great hopes” at first that her parents would be helped home. Instead, she finds herself mourning the death of her father.
“I write to you with so much anger brewing inside me,” Ralhan writes 6 May. “I am an Australian citizen and highly disappointed to be one today. What nation disowns their own citizens? (It) is a matter of wonder for the entire world.”
The family’s suffering is not helped by what seems to be Australia’s unjust targeting of citizens in India.
No ban happened with the UK or the USA, commentators helpfully chorus. They overlook at least 40,000 poor souls stranded overseas, whom Deliverance Morrison promised to bring home by Christmas, past. Plus both nations had more infections per capita than India, busting open the PM’s specious, “safety first” argument.
It doesn’t help Morrison when he claims that he’s halting all flights to safety from a pandemic ravaged land just so he can bring more Australians home safely. The fruit-loop is drowning in his own word salad gloop.
But blood on his hands? Is Karl plagiarising the late, great, Richard Carleton? Or paying homage? Or is he just quoting Slater, former Aussie cricketer cum presenter? Either way, Karl gets up Morrison’s nose.
“No, Karl,” the PM snaps. “We haven’t had a shift. How you’re reporting it is a shift.”
Mission accomplished. Morrison reverts to his government’s Trumpian default. Any unwanted criticism is fake news. He rebukes his genial host before falsely accusing a servile media for misrepresenting his government’s position. Position(s). It’s so simple a young child could grasp it, as The Monthly‘s Rachel Withers explains.
“The government will be defending the ban, which it insists it has the power to implement, but it won’t be imposing it, despite deliberately invoking it.”
It’s not an invisible pivot. It’s more of a flip-flop with a lot less flip than flop. Morrison is just making empty threats to act tough. Again. Like the war with China, pencil-rattling Pezzullo is picking in his bid to get back to Defence. Insiders say it will never happen. The Pezz is also over-stepping the mark for a shiny bum; an unelected pencil-pusher, even if his boss sees fit to over pay him nearly a million dollars a year.
Morrison utterly contradicts his Health Minister. Huntaway Hunt our fearless leader’s cub was baring his fangs and howling at the moon, midnight Friday. You could be banged up for five years or fined $66,600 if you even looked like you were an Aussie booking a flight home to safety. No wonder Labor is having fun accusing the Coalition of chest beating gone wrong. It’s easy to understand. But first make sure you have a chest.
Slater’s stuck on the subcontinent as Big White Bwana Aussie cricket commentators love to dub India, unable to get back to his Island Continent home on the NSW waterfront somewhere- just because the federal government’s sprung a travel ban. He’s not a happy camper. He nicks off to the tropical haven of the Maldives, a “no news, no shoes” Shangri-La, haunt of the rich and infamous, where COVID-19 is still a risk along with insect-borne diseases such as dengue, Zika virus and chikungunya. Falling coconuts can kill you, too.
China’s Long March 5B, which sounds as if it should be a pencil but is, in fact, a spacecraft plunges into the sea nearby but as its government says, most of the rocket burnt up on re-entry and besides it’s too early to know if any of the debris from the ten storey cylinder actually fell on any of the Maldives 1192 islands.
Slater’s not going anywhere. But the biggest threat to life in the low-lying islands is climate change, which for Morrison, or his former finance minister and newly appointed secretary-general of the OECD, who takes up his five year term in June, Mathias Cormann, will all be solved by exporting our super high-grade, extra clean coal to India where its cheery blaze will lift millions out of poverty as it heats the planet into oblivion.
Ninety islands have disappeared so far and even by the typically generous projections of climate scientists, the entire Maldives archipelago will be underwater in eighty years. Ironically, in a microcosm of parts of Australia’s economy, the tourism, on which islanders depend, fuels the global heating which will drown them. But to a man of Morrison’s faith, it’s all part of God’s plan. Whilst many churches are concerned about climate change, there is not a murmur from any evangelical group. It’s a perfect setting for Slater’s attack on Morrison.
Of course Morrison’s got blood on his hands. With this happy clapper, punters are spoilt for choice. And Karl knows it. It’s dramatic irony – if you could call Today’s cheesy infotainment a drama. A woman is killed a week by a current or former partner. Experts warn the Morrison government that its recent abolition of the family court will help cause a spike in men’s violence (or domestic violence as it’s officially euphemised). As Abbott’s border enforcer, we can only guess how many of Morrison’s boat turnbacks ended badly.
We do know that 23 year-old Iranian Kurd, Reza Berati was bludgeoned to death inside the Manus Island gulag, one of our offshore prisons we’ve been happy to call detention centres. Witnesses say guards were in a frenzy and jumped on the man’s head in a rage.
Despite first telling parliament it happened outside the compound during the riot where dozens were injured on Manus 17 February 2014, despite assuring all parties that G4S were able to maintain security without the use of force, Morrison did update his story several days later. Naturally, then PM Tony Abbott was quick to defend his captain’s pick.
After Morrison is caught out lying, Abbott helpfully declares that Morrison’s doing a “sterling” job, adding that “you don’t want a wimp running border protection.”
Blood? Morrison knifed his own PM, Turnbull in August 2018. Then, there’s the two thousand Australians who died after receiving Centrelink Robodebt letters of extortion. Thank heavens we don’t have a wimp in charge. But boosting a macho man image means putting in the hard yards. Take Scotty’s marvellous Barnes dancing.
Shots of Twiggy and Scotty in hi-vis rig stretching to Jimmy Barnes’ Working Class Man along with 300 Fortescue Metals Group miners in a workout routine at the Christmas Creek iron ore mine in WA, also reassure a nation sick with worry over PMs turning wimpy or compassionate or that the Coalition is soft on its promises to dance in step with mining oligarchs. After a night on the beers, Scotty’s up early the next morning for the workout photo-shoot travesty.
Whilst statistics show our average worker may be a woman health professional, tradie votes depend on spinning work as blokey and physical; something you do outdoors in your hard hat and Yakka overalls, Bro.
Just in case limbering up to “Barnesy” isn’t enough bullshit in itself, Twiggy leaves nothing to chance, Fortescue’s owner tells Sam Maiden and other media hacks on tap that a bend and stretch routine is vital to get its workers ready for a long hard day’s work in the mine.
What isn’t spelled out is how highly automated and (buzzword-alert) “autonomous” modern mining is. While fitters have light, driverless, vehicles to fetch spare parts, even the big trucks can drive themselves. Fortescue boasts a fully automated haulage operation.
Still, it would pay to limber up before hitting the computer console or checking the smart sensors and drones.
Similarly, Scott Morrison’s office has cleverly taken much of the drudgery out of the PM’s work, substituting instead hand-crafted moving pictures of our leader being a man of the people, celebrating small business heroes in barre classes, building a Bunnings kit-set chook house or fawning all over the nation’s richest man, iron ore miner, Dr Twiggy Forrest, who in 2020, completed a PhD in marine ecology. As you do.
Scotty sucking up to Twiggy? Check. Hamming it up? Check. Token women workers taking part? Check. There’s even more talk, again of a gas-fired power station at Kurri Kurri in the Hunter. Visionary. We’ll all be paying for it in the Coalition’s insatiable appetite for state socialism despite its gospel of self-help, small government and the invisible hand of capitalism. The word is Snowy Hydro’s already approved the little beauty which is said, variously, to be set to deliver anywhere from 350 to 1000MW – but you know how good our Minister for fossil fuel Energy, Angus Taylor, is with figures. And doctored documents. Just ask him. Or Clover Moore.
One thing not in dispute is the buckets of money Coalition government’s lobe to shower over the fossil fuel industry. A ten billion dollar a year annual subsidy helps the little Aussie billionaire battlers.
Who’s beating the drums of war? Just in case anyone, anywhere, is in any doubt as to who’s a climate criminal, mining muppet Scott Morrison, the only PM to flash his pet black rock in parliament, seals the deal for Australia when he takes his mark at the back of the pack of forty world leaders at the USA’s virtual Earth Day climate summit, 22 April. On ANZAC Day, Mike Pezzullo, deftly turns our attention to the fact that those drums of war don’t beat themselves in the mother of all beat ups our war with China over another bit of China.
In a forum set up so that forty nations can increase their commitment to fighting global heating, ahead of a Conference of Parties, (COP26) scheduled to be held in Glasgow, this November, Morrison pledges to do nothing. Nothing but spin. Australia will make “bankable” reductions in carbon dioxide emissions, he says; even without a concrete 2050 net-zero target.
Cutting emissions by 26 to 28 per cent below 2005 levels by 2030, our current target, is already “insufficient” in the eyes of Biden’s administration.
As for being relied upon, just look at Kyoto, another meeting with the aim of producing binding commitments to reduce emissions. We are the world’s Artful Dodger, (a type-cast role played by “I’d Do Anything” Morrison at fifteen in the 1982 Sydney Boys High School production of Oliver!)
Kyoto credits – brainwave of John Howard’s Environment Minister Robert Hill are now off the Coalition table but that doesn’t mean other nations have either forgotten or forgiven our chicanery and bad faith.
Even a late spot on the programme flatters Morrison. He’s lucky to be invited to speak at all. Perhaps he believes in doing nothing because, the end times are upon us, as all good Pentecostalists believe.
Australia gets the Graveyard shift on a Long Earth Day’s Night. So why not tell the world just how much his government is a front for fossil fuel corporations who would kill the lot of us just to boost a balance sheet?
President Joe Biden sensibly leaves before ScoMo gets his slogan mojo on. Nature abhors a vacuum. “It’s not the when or the why it’s the how,” he says as if he’s doing some cheesy infomercial to teach teenagers, how good is consent. But he has no “how” to demonstrate and his insistence that carbon capture and storage is a viable technology makes us a laughing stock. We’ve spent nearly a billion dollars failing to make it work.
The Earth Day Zoom meeting is an international forum which acts as a prelude for heaps of other huff n’ puff stuff. BoJo is holding a G7 while Norway is getting the whole band back together.
Scotty’s also a hot prosperity gospeller. Believers get rich. The godly become wealthy and the wealthy become godly. If global heating means the world is going to fry like a fisherman’s basket, that’s God’s plan. Try to combat that? Sacrilege. Or even sin. Nothing to be done. Yet as one of the saved, our wealthy PM’s our to save others. Because he knows it’s what God wants him to do. Even if it means a Yuri Geller truth-bender. Not only does our happy clapping, rapture-rat, evangelical fabulist and con-artist, PM lie about Australia’s climate change policies, he bags every one of the forty nations who pledge to slash their greenhouse gas emissions.
The summit may be seen as the United States’ homage to the potlatch, a traditional, ceremonial gift-giving amongst some North American first peoples in which goods are given away for power in a complex ritual which includes the reaffirmation of family, clan and international relationships. The US opens the bidding with a pledge to cut emissions 50-52% below 2005 levels by 2030.
While a terrified nation hides under the doona, our PM spruiks hydrogen. Not just any hydrogen or the green hydrogen advocated by some climate change experts but hydrogen that will be produced by burning coal or gas. The details are murky. Morrison’s a big picture man. As big as possible when he’s in the frame, posing as a tough on borders populist or a mate of Twiggy Forrest and his working class men. No hint emerges from the PM or his government that extending fossil-fuel usage is an act of wilful criminal negligence if not homicide.
His answer to what Biden calls “the existential crisis of our time”? Hydrogen valley. Where the fatuous meets the vacuous. Setting up a totally unnecessary coal-fired power station in the Hunter. Seriously.
It’s not the why or the when it’s the how. It doesn’t help that Scotty’s still a rusted-on fanboy of The Donald or that his microphone is off or – he’s on mute – as he is in half of all households around the country. The President has already left the building. This administration will decide later how it will reward Australia’s obstructing global consensus in curbing carbon emissions and embracing renewable energy.
Trade Tariffs may well be added to nations such as ours which seek to evade their international responsibilities with regard to curbing greenhouse gas emission and climate change abatement. It will not go well for us.
Joe Biden knows that Morrison’s not speaking to him. The PM’s not trying to reach an international audience. His remarks are for domestic consumption. Our totally transactional PM is frantic to appease the right wing of his party which, he believes, will see him as a true believer with his hard-line stance on border protection. Yet it is, in fact, an act of calculated, callous inhumanity which goes against the spirit of our constitution and against the letter of international agreements to uphold human rights which we once helped to write.
Morrison is right – but not for his vacuous rhetoric. Future generations will judge us on what we deliver. Just as they judge us today on what we do rather than whatever our government might say – and then pretend it didn’t say or try to crabwalk away from. The inaction of this government to honour its obligations to its citizens in its travel ban on those trapped in India – or its chicanery on energy or climate change, its betrayal of its stewardship, or duty of care of the planet for future generations, is an indictment of its motives to seek and hold power for its own sake and a travesty of democratic principle and responsibility to its people. It is also a declaration of moral bankruptcy.
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There is much hyperactivity and noise with Morrison, the LNP govt. maybe panicking a little due to sub-optimal vaccination roll outs and quarantine while thinking that a bit of white nativist dog whistling of citizens of Indian heritage over borders would help their pursuit to retain white over 35 year old male vote (while praying that their wives or partners do no wreak electoral revenge upon the LNP for sexual assault and misogyny issues).
Having seen a lot of Frydenburg’s increased public profile in Victoria, NewsCorp’s Bolt and even Canavan in QLD, reacting to Morrison, the powers that be must be nervous considering how it was QLD that won it for the govt., lose QLD next election and seats in Victoria (if women’s vote lost), it would probably preclude a LNP govt.
Like the GOP or Republicans who were warned decade ago by the ‘Cafe con leche Republicans’ about promoting and/or dog whistling white nationalism for electoral benefits, it may come back to bite you with demographic change. The GOP is now split, trying various mischievous tactics e.g. voter suppression, promoting ‘(White) Anglo Saxon (Protestant)’ identity and have opened the door for a series of Democrat administrations while normal or moderate Republicans depart the GOP…..
While Australia, UK and US are under strong -ve influence of same players whether media i.e. Fox/NewsCorp etc., radical right libertarian socio-economic ideology promoted through Koch think tanks i.e. IPA/CIS, IEA UK and AFP etc. in the US, underpinned by strong white nativist or WASP exceptionalism; the latter especially can become a disadvantage if e.g. Victoria is sacrificed for QLD.
Well David Tyler, your excellent article has plunged me into despair for the day!! Indeed, to recover my equanimity I have to analyse how & why Scummo could such a self-serving, amorphous, totally unfit to govern specimen from a fine state high school correctly renown over many decades for the founding the successful careers of many leading citizens. Bullies are an interesting case study because their behaviour is frequently based on fear of something; parents, perceptions, peers, etc. It is easy to speculate based on media reports that have dubious accuracy and certainly are not clinical examinations, but every day school teachers are called on to make such analyses while riding herd over a tribe of mixed ability and varied interest kids. So, from the outside looking in with incomplete knowledge, it appears that one fear may be inadequacy, so the response is fierce anger when any decision is challenged or an alternative is offered. Think the first borders issue. Then failing to ”own your own errors” because that would acknowledge or expose the perceived inadequacy, is strongly discouraged in all team sports because it inhibits improvement and reduces team bonding. Think any one policy since being given any political responsibilities. But the inadequacy is a personal perception and so goes deep into the psyche of self-worth ….. am I a good person, do I have what it takes to do the job I have, am I a ”real Australian man”? One strategy for overcoming the leader’s perceived personal inadequacy is to surround themselves with even less competent persons so that the leader’s ego can say, ”At least I am better than all them!” Think the Hell$ingers Cabinet … they share my views so I must be OK. These fears are also allayed by surrounding themselves with cheer-leaders who stroke the ego by crowing over every decision, especially those decisions that personally benefit the crower. Think current staffing in the Prim Monster office being over-loaded with oil & gas executives. So the outcome of a fearful leader is frequently disaster for the team, company or corporation that is struggling under their ineptitude. Meanwhile the world is watching to take whatever advantage can be made available. The inadequate leader is a sucker for leadership by others and reverts quickly to their natural state of barely competent follower. In the corporate world this may be a disastrous consequence for the the team or nation because such corporate figures take no prisoners and it rarely ends well for the team or nation. Think the impact in Australia and internationally of Moloch. It’s time …AGAIN!! I look forward to the 2021 federal election with the hope that Australian voters elect Parliamentarians who represent the best interests of Australian voters rather than be fooled by the Main Stream Media-ocrity propaganda constructed by Crosby Textor for the COALiiton to continue the policies that make Australia the worst third world export economy in the OECD.
Well David Tyler, your excellent article has plunged me into despair for the day!! Indeed, to recover my equanimity I have to analyse how & why Scummo could such a self-serving, amorphous, totally unfit to govern specimen from a fine state high school correctly renown over many decades for the founding the successful careers of many leading citizens.
Bullies are an interesting case study because their behaviour is frequently based on fear of something; parents, perceptions, peers, etc. It is easy to speculate based on media reports that have dubious accuracy and certainly are not clinical examinations, but every day school teachers are called on to make such analyses while riding herd over a tribe of mixed ability and varied interest kids.
So, from the outside looking in with incomplete knowledge, it appears that one fear may be inadequacy, so the response is fierce anger when any decision is challenged or an alternative is offered. Think the first borders issue.
Then failing to ”own your own errors” because that would acknowledge or expose the perceived inadequacy, is strongly discouraged in all team sports because it inhibits improvement and reduces team bonding. Think any one policy since being given any political responsibilities.
But the inadequacy is a personal perception and so goes deep into the psyche of self-worth ….. am I a good person, do I have what it takes to do the job I have, am I a ”real Australian man”?
One strategy for overcoming the leader’s perceived personal inadequacy is to surround themselves with even less competent persons so that the leader’s ego can say, ”At least I am better than all them!” Think the Hell$ingers Cabinet … they share my views so I must be OK.
These fears are also allayed by surrounding themselves with cheer-leaders who stroke the ego by crowing over every decision, especially those decisions that personally benefit the crower. Think current staffing in the Prim Monster office being over-loaded with oil & gas executives.
So the outcome of a fearful leader is frequently disaster for the team, company or corporation that is struggling under their ineptitude.
Meanwhile the world is watching to take whatever advantage can be made available. The inadequate leader is a sucker for leadership by others and reverts quickly to their natural state of barely competent follower. In the corporate world this may be a disastrous consequence for the the team or nation because such corporate figures take no prisoners and it rarely ends well for the team or nation. Think the impact in Australia and internationally of Moloch.
It’s time …AGAIN!! I look forward to the 2021 federal election with the hope that Australian voters elect Parliamentarians who represent the best interests of Australian voters rather than be fooled by the Main Stream Media-ocrity propaganda constructed by Crosby Textor for the COALiiton to continue the policies that make Australia the worst third world export economy in the OECD.
So well bloody put David! The more I hear & read about this lying, absolute waste of space, flat earth, happy clapping dickhead, the more I realise we are ALL fcked if he continues to try to run Australia down, anymore! We MUST NOT re-elect this idiot at the next election! It is past time for this fcking idiot to go!
Excellent article, David.
” “We can never answer to a higher authority than the people of Australia,” Morrison said two years ago.”
The would-be wizard of sophistry has yet to learn that nothing that is said in a public space for a public official will ever vanish, however much smoke or how many mirrors are deployed.
He’d do well to revisit the words of Omar Khayyám:
“The moving finger writes; and, having writ, moves on: nor all thy piety nor wit shall lure it back to cancel half a line, nor all thy tears wash out a word of it.”
But he won’t, of course. He’s Scotty. ScoMo. The Daggy Dad. The man for all seasons. But not for all Australians, apparently.
If you’re not of a certain demographic, you don’t count, apparently. Or currently to be found within a certain prescribed geolocale.
Instead, you’re to be hounded & threatened, you’re to have your fears and insecurities increased and compounded.
Unemployed, jobless, of rural circumstances, of commercial concerns currently on the nose in China, unfortunate enough to be caught by virtue of a global pandemic overseas, all of these and more will have you on the outer, in Scummie’s fridge, in the cold box with the low alc beers, to chill out until you come to your senses.
Don’t forget your place, folks, seems to be the message.
““I believe in a fair go for those who have a go,… [and] if you’re having a go you’ll get a go”, he said in his gobbledegookese way of precise messaging.
Nostradamus he ain’t. He’s more like that mangy dog in the street who just has to chase whatever bone he happens to espie, and to hell with the past, and the same for the future. It’s the present moment that counts, it’s the only thing.
Another day, another scrap. Bring it on, might be his mantra, despite the subtext, Boris Johnsonian-like, of ‘please be kind to me for I am a good man, and worthy of being liked and respected. Why, I go to church, I pray, I tithe, I lay hands on others and in the good Lord’s eyes I am deserving of merit.’
‘Why am I so misunderstood?’ ‘What is it about these cretins, these journalists and the commentariat on social media, all of whom seem to have been touched by the Evil One?’ ‘Good Lord, give me the strength to fight on your behalf.’
‘I thank you Lord, for bringing me into juxtaposition with a Ken Duncan (praise the Lord!) photo of an eagle. Thank you Lord, for your sign, and if you were to appear here before me sitting on your cloud, clad in your white robes with your long flowing white beard and twinkly stern but kindly eyes beaming eternal love towards me, I would surely prostrate myself before you and kiss your heavenly toes.’
‘Thank you Lord, and let’s keep it a secret, shall we? Between you and me? No need to puncture the illusion that I spun a couple of years back when I said I’d never answer to a higher authority than the people of Australia. Yes, I know they pay my income and all that. Yes, I know I’m on a good wicket, top-dollar super, free air travel, hols in Hawaii, get to meet cool folk, suck a beer or two, a VIP pass to the footy, free sanger sandos at Bunnings on Saturday and all that, but screw ’em’
‘I’m the prime minister. I don’t hold a hose, mate.’
And I only answer to the Lord above.
He has the picture on his office wall. I wonder if he paid for it? #auspol #auspol2021
What a splendid excoriation of our dangerous, deluded,arch-hypocrtical Liar in Chief.Any chance of getting this article blasted into the consciousness of the bulk of our apathetic population?Can we pay to have it published in the mainstream media?I would definitely contribute.
A long read beyond the attention span of most punters. Might be the time to do a daily hit. Might be more effective in exposing this woeful Government.
“We, the young people, are the ones who are going to write about you in the history books. We are the ones who get to decide how you will be remembered. So my advice for you is to choose wisely. Thank you.” – Greta Thunberg https://www.rev.com/blog/transcripts/greta-thunberg-testimony-on-climate-crisis-transcript-earth-day-2021
Trump went for orange makeup, Canavan goes for coal dust !
Is this the guise of the conman ?
It’s as though he’s trying to make himself the Mick Young of the LNP. Mick got his hands dirty and was a hero to the working-class.
But with Mick it was genuine. With Matt it is not.
And Mick never presented himself as someone he was not.
The part I fail to understand, on any level, is the ban on anyone coming here from India. It started with the virus rampaging through India, for some time. Then out of nowhere Scummo rides in on his white steed to save us all and ban all flights from India. Then Scummo announces the ban will be lifted on May 15 and everyone can fly home from India again. Except now the rampaging virus in India is now EVEN WORSE!!!!!
So in summary – virus rampaging through India, ban all flights, virus is now rampaging even worse, remove the ban.
I fail to understand the point of the ban in the first place, particularly if things are now worse????
re. the Matt Canavan ‘look’, the high-vis shirt, the coal dust face – does he moonlight as a chimney sweep, poor fellow, parliamentary salary not enough for him? – I’m guessing it’s a cynical play to his political base, given he’s resident in Rockhampton, strongly supportive of the Carmichael coal mine, on the public record as dismissive of renewable energy schemes, and acknowledged as one of the ‘climate doubters‘ of Scummo’s government. [Wiki].
I’m no exception to this observation, but it never ceases to amaze me how seemingly intelligent people can behave absolutely stupidly (think 2008 GFC meltdown and who were the engineers behind that crisis, e.g.)
Matt’s orange shirts and black face fool no-one except himself, and to those smart enough to see through them, what they behold is the fool himself.
Another excellent article from David Tyler and then the meat on the bone, the icing on the cake — my sister in law asked me what I thought of morrison — and did I have a lovely time telling her, the original stunned mullet she was, beauty I thought, last time this mob talks effing politics around me, other than that, we are still ruled by these revolting lickspittles, road kill, gutter trash, effing good for nothing dregs from the scrapings of the gene pool. How fucking good is it? More than this koala can bear.
Of necessity, I visited my GP last week during which he observed, somewhat hesitantly, that I was sounding a little cross with life.
My response was that if he, like me, had been gifted the free time and the means to follow politics closely, he too would somewhat irate with the current state of affairs.
Admitting that he was constantly pressed for time, to which the burden of administering Covid vaccines had been added, and the lack of supply consistency confounding his office workers’ best efforts, he was therefore unable to fully inform himself of the causes of the shemozzle which the current government has created.
I pointed out to him that it is not accidental that the population in general is kept in a whirl of uncertainty simply because they are too preoccupied with their daily affairs to assay and comprehend the bastardry to which they are routinely subjected.
Florence. Morrison is notorious for not paying for his drinks, so it’s possible that this image is also “on the house”. My hunch is it’s astute product placement. I can’t find the eagle in Duncan’s online gallery but it would make sense if he donated the photo. He could even claim the cost of the image or its sale price – against his tax as a promotional item – and he’d be guaranteed of at least a few return purchases.
re CANAVAN, ORANGE SHIRTS ANDS ELECTRICITY GENERATION:
Canavan touts for miner’s votes with his silly insistence on a coal fired power station in NQ. How silly is that?????
Meanwhile over near My Isa, Mike Cannon-Brookes is investing isnthe largest solar farm in Australia to export electricity to SE Asia.
Now even Blind Freddie can see that moving electricity from Mt Isa to Townsville is a shorter transmission, so why not use the clean green energy produced by corporate investors??
Oh silly me!! This is a COALition misgovernment that is focusing on joining the 19th century within nine (9) years by rendering the Internet dysfunctional, returning road to a gravel surface and installing whale oil lighting in the streets.
@Kaye Lee: Never disturb your enemy while they are making mistakes. Napoleon Bonaparte
New England Cocky, a coal-fired power station in solar energy’s heartland is the very definition of stupidity and a striking image of a government which will go to the nth degree of absurdity to kowtow to its right wing, while tipping buckets of money into toxic, obsolete, technology which just happens to be run by its corporate donor mates. The capture of the Liberal Party by the mining lobby is made possible, howe3e4rsver, only by the lies of the Murdoch Press – and Australia’s mainstream media Murdoch claque which falls over itself to follow the leader.