Indulge me dear reader, if you will, as I detour into a brief, very brief, mention of Australian politics. Apologies to my septic readers for whom this might be a touch unfathomable…
The budget was released only the other day, and it seems to have been seen by most people as pretty successful, and hence a bit of a blow to Kevin Rudd, who’s now said to be “on the back foot”.
I wouldn’t be surprised to find it’s popular, as Costello seems to have done his pre-election imitation of a drunken sailor in port for the night. Why give senior citizens cash handouts? What’s it supposed to achieve?
It reminds me of this quote from Grandpa Simpson:
Marge: “Where’d you get all the money?”
Grampa: “The government. I didn’t earn it, I don’t need it, but if they miss one payment, I’ll raise hell!”
But despite all that – the polls show Rudd is still in front, and the government still looks vulnerable.
Which brings me back to the post title: is there hope? Have Australians realised how tired, old and bereft of ideas this government is? Have we understood how behind the 8-ball we are on climate change, and how Howard’s only ideas about the economy is to give the big-end of town open slather and nail workers’ arses to the wall?
We’ll see.
One last thing – it’s about time the Australian bit the bullet and renamed themselves something more accurate. Perhaps “the Liberal Party Stooge”, “the Big End of Town”, “the Rabid Right Wing”. They’ve spent the past few months desperately getting someone, anyone, from business to admit any kind of concern about Labor and Rudd, and then running it as front-page news “Rudd under attack” “Rudd to destroy the economy” etc.
What a load of bollocks. They have no balance or objectivity whatsoever, and are making fools of themselves just like in the lead-up to the Iraq war.
Running
None yet. I’ve been super lazy, which I think is my right during tapering. I actually got up early and made it into work by 7am, only to find it was raining. I didn’t want to risk getting the new shoes all muddy, so I’ve put off the run until lunchtime.
I’m due for a 10k-er, with some fartlek if I have the energy. Possibly around Princess Park, who knows.
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