It comes as no surprise that the bill to have NSW catch up to the rest of the country in decriminalising abortion has all of a sudden become about Barnaby Joyce because, in Barnaby’s world, everything is about him.
One week we have Barnaby telling us we should raise Newstart because he was struggling to support his six children, his ex-wife, and his lover on the measly $211,000 (plus expenses) that he is gifted for being a beer-swilling backbencher.
Then the next week, he intones that women who have terminations, and the doctors who perform them, should be judged as murderers because they were some sort of threat to his unborn child whose rights he must protect.
Pity he wasn’t as concerned for the rights of his born children when he chose to abandon them because, hey, a man can’t be expected to remain faithful when he’s away from home so much. Poor Barnaby was lonely and using a condom would have been infringing the rights of his unborn sperm.
And that cringeworthy interview he did with mistress and baby was necessary regardless of how much it must have hurt his wife and daughters because, hey, his son didn’t have a trust fund yet.
Barnaby also made the marriage equality debate personal, telling a rally that his four daughters would be affected if same-sex marriage was allowed.
“We know that the best protection for those girls is that they get themselves into a secure relationship with a loving husband, and I want that to happen for them. I don’t want any legislator to take that right away from me.”
Yeah … nah.
When, in a blatant porkbarrelling exercise that went against all advice, Barnaby decreed that the pesticides authority should be moved from Canberra to his rural electorate, he seemed to have no consideration for the fact that he had just told a couple of hundred people that they would have to leave their homes, make their spouses quit their jobs, and their children leave their schools and friends.
Barnaby tells us that, as a farmer himself, he understands how devastating the drought is. Whilst his family did run a sheep and cattle property, Barnaby went to boarding school in Sydney and then became an accountant. The closest he has come to farming is speculating on land that may have CSG deposits and that may improve in value depending on the route of his inland rail boondoggle – a project that won’t generate enough revenue to cover its capital cost.
In order to satisfy his mates at the pub, Barnaby is more than happy to declare climate change is crap and that they can take all the water they need.
“We have taken water, put it back into agriculture, so we could look after you and make sure we don’t have the greenies running the show basically sending you out the back door, and that was a hard ask,” Barnaby told them.
Gina needs a few more dollars so Barnaby is happy to champion the push for more coal to be mined and burned. A man’s gotta look out for the people who look after him, and if that means interfering in their relationships (and court cases) with their children, Barnaby has no qualms when it comes to looking after his patroness.
After the 2013 election, Joyce said to Tony Windsor, ‘You know, Tony, until you had decided not to run I had the money for the Armidale Hospital, as well as funding for the Legume to Woodenbong Road.’
‘When you were still the member and running,’ he said, ‘Abbott’s office said we could have a range of things, including $50 million for the hospital. But when you didn’t run they withdrew the money for the hospital and the road.’
So much for concern for his constituents. Once he had the job, who cares?
Barnaby is certainly incompetent, possibly corrupt, with the empathy of a blood-sucking tick and the morals of an alley cat.
It is a mystery as to why decent country folk would re-elect this self-absorbed, self-serving charlatan.
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