To our persistent, unrelenting shame and misfortune, he has nothing to offer on climate change, but another great tour, scheme to unravel (yet to be announced) and photo opportunity with an Australian general election coming up. Hotter than heaven here on earth and hell hath no fury than a great Aussie bushfire fanned by a climate chameleon Così fan tutte.
Yup, Morrison did Cornwall in June and now he’s going to Glasgow, to proclaim perhaps his fifth great-grandfather on the other side of the family was a Jacobite.
Watch out Scotland Morrison’s on his way to tour your country and claim his Scottish birthright!
‘More than two centuries after his ancestor was cast out of Cornwall for stealing and sent to Australia with hundreds of other convicts, Scott Morrison returned to the area on Friday as prime minister of Australia’.
‘“It’s a long time since one of my family was in Cornwall,” Mr. Morrison said in a speech in Perth on Wednesday before traveling to meet with other world leaders at the Group of 7 conference’.
‘Mr. Morrison said Mr. Roberts was his “fifth great-grandfather.”’ (NY Times).
Thanks to the New York Times PM exposé in Cornwall in June, where the roots of heritage and birthright are only a stone’s throw over the Atlantic:
“He stole some yarn in Cornwall, and the rest is history,” Mr. Morrison said. “More than 200 years of it, so it’ll be interesting to be going back there.”
He’s been stealing and spreading yarns ever since and while he was director of the New Zealand Office of Tourism and Sport, Liberal Party of Australia (NSW division) and Tourism Australia. It runs in the blood and now he’s our Prime Minister, the worst and saddest yarn in our political history, corrupt as a blood sucking Aussie blow fly on the boil of Ned Kelly’s arse. But I doubt it will stop him wanting to plonk his own sorry butt before the Scottish throne if only for another minute of demigoddery. But he might have to kneel and squeal before the Queen for that little pearl of destiny. We’ve warned the Queen about it before and we have good reason to believe she’s been listening this time, which is more than we can say for Morrison and his Aussie salute to women.
Message for the wee folks in Scotland we love you, so you might want to deport and detain him indefinitely on St Kilda, we don’t want him back and the French don’t like him either!
Ask Greta Thunberg, she has a bone or two to pick with him and it’s not about the JokeKeeper billboard in Times Square.
Wouldn’t we all love to see Greta throw him a question in Glasgow now. Gloves off, I bet he’ll leave by the back door in a limousine bound for a famous distillery on a photo shoot and chat up, shake hands with the natives. From Jamaica Inn to Dumgoyne, my grand old Aunt Matilda who stole some malt – One for the Washington Post or perhaps we can dig up an opera house or nursery rhyme for the family treasure chest. That’s about as close as he’ll ever get to the Pearly Gates. ‘Don’t tell me’ says St Peter satirically rolling his eyes to the Kingdom, ‘Come to visit Mr Roberts I presume and bugger the whisky!’
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