For those not aware of it, yesterday was in fact “Harmony Day.” Anyone watching the news as the events at Parliament House unfolded and the Labour Party unravelled wouldn’t have had an inkling of the fact given the bloodletting evident on the government side of the house.
Simon Crean, a fellow who, as I understand it from people who have worked in his department, is a very good minister and a terrific bloke but he must of overloaded on Kool-Aid during the day as he evidently pulled the wrong rein in flipping over and backing a Kevin Rudd resurrection. A serious error of judgement given the populist Rudd is a fellow who many in the Labour Party don’t appear to trust or like. Perhaps Simon should have spent the morning in the Parliamentary Library speed reading “The Idiots Guide to Staging a Political Coup”, before throwing himself over the abyss and ending the day looking very silly indeed. He is going to find that egg very hard to wipe off his face.
It may be an idea, if he survives in parliament given the wipeout which will no doubt occur to the government in September, that next time he plans such an act that he brush up on execution, if you pardon the pun, and make sure the object of his desire is on board with the scheme before pushing the button which will see the end of his own ministerial career.
If only Simon could be transported back to ancient Rome, circa 44BC, to run the coup against Julius Caesar. The great man may well have survived to supervise the invasion of Parthia which was planned had Simon been in charge of galvanising the conspirators. No such luck for our man Julius unfortunately.
Of course Simon’s banishment for disloyalty may be shortlived as the election is only six months away and if he is still in the “Land of the Living Dead”, otherwise recognised as the remnants of the Labour Party after decimation, he is assuredly a man for a shadow ministry given his experience and ability. But he will want to keep that rusty dagger in his pocket lest he slip as he delivers his killer blow and seriously wounds nobody but himself. And Kevin Rudd supporters.
Where to now for Rudd? One can only assume that his political career is on the rocks as only a masochist would want to be leader of a political party that is as full of holes as Custer’s Cavalry at the Little Big Horn as will be the case for Labour come September.
As the black smoke pours from Mount Doom, a harbinger for what will come over the next couple of years and we hunker down for a new period of darkness, I will give Tony Abbot his due. He has kept his party in line and disciplined remembering that he himself only won the leadership by one vote over the much more able Malcolm Turnbull. The Liberal Party is not my cup of tea but I will applaud them for that. They stuck together and showed loyalty when it counted, unlike the others across the aisle and will reap the benefits at the next election and probably for some time to come.
Have a nice day.
Simon Crean, a fellow who, as I understand it from people who have worked in his department, is a very good minister and a terrific bloke but he must of overloaded on Kool-Aid during the day as he evidently pulled the wrong rein in flipping over and backing a Kevin Rudd resurrection. A serious error of judgement given the populist Rudd is a fellow who many in the Labour Party don’t appear to trust or like. Perhaps Simon should have spent the morning in the Parliamentary Library speed reading “The Idiots Guide to Staging a Political Coup”, before throwing himself over the abyss and ending the day looking very silly indeed. He is going to find that egg very hard to wipe off his face.
It may be an idea, if he survives in parliament given the wipeout which will no doubt occur to the government in September, that next time he plans such an act that he brush up on execution, if you pardon the pun, and make sure the object of his desire is on board with the scheme before pushing the button which will see the end of his own ministerial career.
If only Simon could be transported back to ancient Rome, circa 44BC, to run the coup against Julius Caesar. The great man may well have survived to supervise the invasion of Parthia which was planned had Simon been in charge of galvanising the conspirators. No such luck for our man Julius unfortunately.
Of course Simon’s banishment for disloyalty may be shortlived as the election is only six months away and if he is still in the “Land of the Living Dead”, otherwise recognised as the remnants of the Labour Party after decimation, he is assuredly a man for a shadow ministry given his experience and ability. But he will want to keep that rusty dagger in his pocket lest he slip as he delivers his killer blow and seriously wounds nobody but himself. And Kevin Rudd supporters.
Where to now for Rudd? One can only assume that his political career is on the rocks as only a masochist would want to be leader of a political party that is as full of holes as Custer’s Cavalry at the Little Big Horn as will be the case for Labour come September.
As the black smoke pours from Mount Doom, a harbinger for what will come over the next couple of years and we hunker down for a new period of darkness, I will give Tony Abbot his due. He has kept his party in line and disciplined remembering that he himself only won the leadership by one vote over the much more able Malcolm Turnbull. The Liberal Party is not my cup of tea but I will applaud them for that. They stuck together and showed loyalty when it counted, unlike the others across the aisle and will reap the benefits at the next election and probably for some time to come.
Have a nice day.
Strange Notations From a Laborious Life 