Somebody needs to get interim Prime Minister Scott Morrison a mirror. I didn’t get a chance to watch Question Time this week, I was usefully engaged at the Victorian Civil and Administrative Tribunal, but I noticed that at one point on Wednesday afternoon Skid Toryscum cleverly called across the chamber to the Opposition leader that he was “just another politician in a suit”.
Really, Skid; is that the best you can do?
Of course Bill Shorten’s a politician in a suit. You are all politicians in suits; you are cookie-cutter copies of each other. You are one of them despite your apparent blindness.
Mate, just take a look around you; or even better, use the mirror in the bathroom.
Mirror in the bathroom recompense
For all my crimes of self defense
Cures you whisper make no sense
Drift gently into mental illness.
And yes, it seems the Morrison government is gently drifting into mental illness.
At least we might expect something like “We were suffering a nervous breakdown,” to be the next idiotic defence they slide into when the inevitable steaming pile of their own excrement leaks out of their sagging arses and flies into the rotating blades of the aero-oscilator that’s just around the corner.
Why? Because this week their fallback position was that they are in fact incompetent and make silly “administrative errors” that lead a majority of coalition senators to vote for Pauline Hanson’s white supremacist call sign.
On days like this it is seriously embarrassing to be a white Australian. Of course, none of us can be held responsible for the colour of our skin; that is a simple accident of genetics and parental hook-ups; but we can be held responsible for our attitudes.
We need to hold these useless seat-warmers to account; preferably by holding their feet to a very hot fire.
The senators who voted for Hanson’s racist rubbish had plenty of time to work out what it was about. The motion was on the Senate notice paper since 19 September.
Nobody who voted “Yes” to the neo-Nazi meme can hide behind the lame excuse that they didn’t know.
As for those Senators who said — on the floor of the chamber — that they didn’t care, or that they were just “following orders”; well how can they sit there without remorse and not resign in shame?
Their excuses are pathetic, like this one from Senator Nigel Scullion, Minister for Indigenous Affairs.
“As acknowledged by Matthias there was an error in the Senate vote yesterday.
“In fact, my own understanding was that the Government would be voting against this motion.
“I was unaware that when we entered the Senate to vote that it was on this particular motion.
“I am sorry for any suggestion that either I, my colleagues or the Government supports any form of racism and I categorically reject any implication contained in yesterday’s motion that downplays racism and historic injustices against Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander Australians.”
He has once again proven himself unfit for the job. His apology is meaningless; this is a time when “Sorry” doesn’t cut it.
Nah, piss off Nigel. You should resign your ministry.
As for Senator Lucy Gichuhi. Well, she’s there because of a countback and she was a candidate for some horrible right-wing ginger group [Bob Day’s Family First party, which is now defunct]; but FFS what was she thinking?
We should not be surprised if Senator Fraser Anning of the Mad Katter Party gets up next week and moves a motion along the lines of “The Senate approves of the fourteen words, that 88 is Australia’s national number and, henceforth 20 April is declared National Australian Zeppelin Inspector’s Day.”
I have no doubt that, given the propensity for creating their own perpetual omnishambles, we could easily see 25 coalition senators voting for the motion and then blame it on a “slight mix-up in scheduling” when someone points out the horror of what they’ve just done.
However, one thing did make me a proud Australian this week. I was doubly delighted because I’m also a soccer fan.
On his debut for the Socceroos, Awer Mabil scored a great goal against Kuwait.
Mabil and his good friend Thomas Deng shared the excitement of playing their first game together for Australia’s national team. They are refugees from Sudan and they have more Australian spirit in their hearts, their souls and soles of their tricky feet than the entire Morrison Senate team.
The problem is that Skid Toryscum can’t see these great young Australians. He’s too busy gazing at his own lilywhite projection of racist fear to notice that the country has changed around him.
Morrison is looking to the past, Thomas and Awer are the future, I can’t wait to get there.
Finally, I’d just like to dedicate this classic ska hit to our Prime Minister.
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