42 days to go until the election and I think week 2 was a clear winner for the ALP.
Shorten clearly won the debate last Friday Night
And despite a few hiccups ( Feeny you idiot ) are clearly beating the libs on policy.
The polls though close are in labor’s favour
The coalition train seems to have come of the tracks.
They are running around putting out spot fires like changes to super,the medicare rebate freeze and Mr potato head Dutton.
So I an pretty optomistic and happy this Friday. I know there is still a long way to go but i,m going to enjoy it while I can.
Who wants to join me?
882 thoughts on “42 days to go Friday Night”
I have no sympathy for Fairfax journalists. They colluded with the ruling class and now the ruling class have decided they are no longer of any use, so they are dumped like bald tyres. Why would they expect more?
Dear Fairfax managers, please sack Hartcher and Kenny – please!
If Fairfax print edition is dying they had better make their online offering worth subscribing to
What is the financial position of
The Saturday Paper
The Australian version of The Guardian is not yet financially viable, it has two years to make a go of it.
Someone looks to be having a lot of fun…………that will be wrong according to msm.
That’s the size I like them.
Might be enough for a wallet. Too small for a handbag.
Looks as harmless as my mouse.
The Streisand Effect is on for the intervention in the UNESCO report.
Mark David on our nobbling of a climate change report.
More on the subject from Mark David.
Bowen so much more convincing than Morrison.
Morrison just opened his mouth and gabbles, he had no idea what he is talking about. As evidence – talking up his government’s agreement with the Greens and then denigrating them in the same sentence. Shot himself in both feet with that one.
Yes, that was amusing. Bowen again very quick.
Bowen was impressive. I take back every nasty thought I directed his way (over his collaboration with the ruddbot )….he ran rings around motormouth.
What I liked about Bowen is his confidence, his wit, his sharpness and his good sense of humour. The other one is just a boring grump.
Now I’ve got to tune out again as the elite git is waffling on and on and on……can’t stand the sight or sound of him.
Waffles is all upset because Bill said Trump was ‘barking mad’. At last! Someone with the guts to speak the truth. well, we can’t have that. Waffles had his little pout and sook session in which he repeated those words himself, in his criticism of Shorten.
A more intelligent leader would not have repeated words he considered offensive.
It’s pretty rich for a man who once referred to Julie Bishop as a cockroach to get all uppity about the way leaders describe others.
I’m pretty sure Howard said something negative about Obama.
Howard, February 2007 –
Obama slapped him down with this –
was looking for the Brisbane Demo Honk for Tax Havens- disappeared from ABC news/ABC Facebook, The Australian/ and Google search – my you have to be quick- glad you got it here
The Guardian still has it on their politics live page.
Plus a bonus video of Turnbull being escorted past the protestors by an awful lot of security.
Bowen was very good, and talked so that it was understandable. I muted Scumbag, then listened to a couple of his answers but found myself screaming at the lying, so muted him every time he spoke.
Toolman sat looking adoringly at him the whole way through, could barely spare a glance at Bowen. Toolman also let Scumbag ramble on and on and even asked him extra points, but didn’t let Bowen respond for as long or as much.
Same tactic he used in the debate the other night.
From Gareth Hutchens
Young bloke looking very suspiciously at Waffles
Freudian slip here by Georgie Porgie perhaps, oh he of the overdosed trousers!
That photo you linked to: I was about to write a post about the press club, and that photo completely demonstrates a point I wanted to make.
Which was, with respect to the optics of that debate, Bowen was the alpha male, Morrison the puppy dog.
You can see it in the photo. Morrison bows towards Bowen, leaning forward, smiling nervously, his forehead creased with obsequious wrinkles. Bowen stands upright, calm, motionless, expressionless.
The image is of two unequals posed in a circumstance where such an image matters immensely.
Imagine such two contenders at a weigh-in before a contest for the heavyweight championship of the world. One is calm and inscrutable: he denotes confidence and power. The other leans forward, smiling nervously, his forehead creased with obsequious wrinkles.
The phones of the Las Vegas bookies would be running hot with requests from punters wanting to bail out.
But this was not Las Vegas on the eve of some sporting farce. This was an even more bullshit occasion, the weekly Canberra Press Gallery rubber chicken event. And what a difference a day made. From pipsqueak Fitz drowned out by a bad tomato impersonator, to a suave, suited, articulate, erudite, witty Bowen.
And in the blue corner — weighing in at 240 words per minute .. motormouth Morrison.
At the bell Morrison flew out and threw a wild haymaker, narrowly missing referee Uhlmann.
Bowen tagged Morrison with a left hook.
God. Jeez. Hallelulah!
We will win this.
I find your assessment more realistic than Katharine’s “The first thing to say about the debate is it was thoroughly worth watching. It was tight and fiercely contested, yet civil.”
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