Back on track?

… this poor bastard couldn’t even step off the Trumppath!

The Bug generally – and this weekly column in particular – have found great pleasure (gee, we hope this doesn’t label us politically) in Peter Dutton’s now-fairly-obvious fatal decision to adopt far-right-wing Trumpian politics for the 2025 campaign.

And it looked good there for a while with Dutton ahead in the polls, so much so that he declared he had no need to release policies or costings or any other pree-poll silliness and his missus continued to flick through paint and curtain colour swatches for a Kirrabilli House makeover.

But then Captain Bone Spurs/The Moron of Mar-A-Lago/Yam Tits/Demented Donald/Diaper Don got back into the Far-Right House and things have turned mightily sour for this tactic.

Most of the chortles coming out of Bug HQ are based on the fact that while it’s clear that the Mashed Spud’s campaign advisers would have been telling him to distance himself from the Tangarine Shitgibbon for a while now, Herr Tuber has shown he had about as much chance of doing that as Clive Palmer – also sucked in big time by The Donald – has of getting any Trumpet of Patriots candidates up in either house on Saturday.

Yesterday, this column looked at just one example of Dutton’s total inability to stop presenting himself as a divisive, racist, culture-war vulture by going all lamestream media on a fair swag of our mainstream mediocre. (sound very, very, familiar?)

Today we concentrate on another pet hate of Dutton’s as he hit out, and then quadrupled down, on welcomes to country. First he thought it was okay at parliamentary openings and at Anzac dawn services; then declared Anzac Day commemorations were not suitable; nor were WTCs on Qantas flights coming back into Oz.

So let’s kick off with Kenny Devine’s funny take (at top and below)…

Ella Cooper and Wazza From Melbourne also piled poo on Dutton’s follicle-free noggin…

Crikey! Dutton’s throwing so much red meat at his racist followers that supermarket fridges might soon be empty as butchers send the Dutton campaign every fucking bit they can chop up in a knife-wielding frenzy.

TO BE CONTINUED!

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