… give it your best shot!
If Peter Dutton wants to play Kamakazi pilot and crash his spluttering single-engine Liberal flying machine into Uluru shouting “Pauline! Pauline! Pauline!”, should we really try to stop him?
Cheer him all the way down, I say. The Liberal Party’s fucked anyway, its last remaining support base being old white people who think One Nation has become just a little bit too left wing for their liking.
Who else would mourn the passing of the Liberals, anyway? Newscorpse and the Herald mastheads’ politics writers? The SkyViews After Dark crew. Nine Entertainment Co. radio shock jocks? Prue MacSween?
So Peter has made the decision to lock himself and his shadow Cabinet into a racist, nonsense view of what The Voice is all about.
At least there was no need to remove the plane’s wheels – they fell off a while ago as the party moved to the right, attracting the cookers and the religious nut jobs, the proud boys, the conspiracy theorists, the sovereign citizens, the sad pricks who think the world has cruelly passed them by.
Oh, and the parents out in the outer metropolitan suburbs still frightfully worried about the threat people trans-gendering poses to their precious Charlotte and Jaxon. Kamakazi pilot Dutton mentioned them specifically the day after the Aston shellacking as an example of why the party’s basic messaging would not be changing. if Dutton thinks his party’s future resurrection lies in the outer-reaches of our major cities, no wonder he headed off to the aerodrome.
So, when decent, caring, intelligent Australians – well, bang goes almost the entire LNP political cohort and their followers – see no threat whatsoever for the First Peoples of Australia having an input into decision-making about issues that affect them, Peter Dutton, Sussan Ley, David Little-to-be-Proud-About and Beetrooter Barnaby have all chosen to dogwhistle to the “why are the Darkies getting something us Whities aren’t being offered!” crowd of brain-dead morons.
No surprise then, really, when Dutton declared No! His mob had happily voted after all for that Pauline Hanson-inspired Senate white-lives-matter nonsense too.
You’ve got to be a pretty dump racist redneck Trump supporter to think that the history of black persecution by cops in American for some bizarre reason needs a white-chant hashtag response.
Or that while the history of our first nations people having their land taken off them, the massacres, their systemic abuse since, their kids whisked away, the historic sad gap that still exists between them and newer Australians on so many of life’s markers were the catalyst for The Voice, the whole concept must all be counter-balanced with a knee-jerk covert “what about us whities!” brain-numbing stupidity.
That’s what Dutton has done. That with an eye to his supposedly very racist home state of Queensland, he fooled nobody over recent times by saying more information was all that was needed on The Voice. The hints of its dangers; its overreach. Of it not ever being capable of being undone! The Voice being a Canberra thing!!! All racist-based nonsense from a racist to sandbag his marginal seat near Brisbane and keep those Pauline Hanson One-Nation preferences flowing in the Sunshine State.
So line up that rock, Peter! Push the throttle forward! Let “Pauline! Pauline! Pauline!” be the last words to escape your moronic mealy mouth. Show us what you’re not made of. At least there won’t be much guts or brain matter for the poor firies to wash away.
Your demise and that that of your dreadful shitty Liberals will not be mourned. Sir Robert Menzies might even stop spinning in his grave over the dreadful state of his once reasonable and admired party.
Labor can be the new right-wing party of Australia if it isn’t already. A new centrist or, heaven forbid, even a new slightly left party can emerge to perhaps one day form coalition governments with the Greens.
Don Gordon-Brown
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