The Mild Colonial Boy has a truly fantastic election ad for the upcoming poll up on his site, all the way from Old Blighty.
Just try to resist picturing Kevin Rudd in the ad next time he pops up with his shiteating grin.
And Remember L is for Labour, L is for Lice!
Gibbo has drawn our attention to a veritable New Magna carta on which any red blooded man can base their lives.
As we approach to arrival of the fat man in the red suit, number 27 will become especially useful
27: The girl who replies to the question “What do you want for Christmas?” with “If you loved me, you’d know what I want!” gets an Xbox. End of story.
The Chief Bastard has been keeping a close eye on the various wallet hoovers masquerading as betting agencies. Particularly in relation to who the average punters think will win the big one.
In a two horse race, it must be said that the shallow Kevster seems to be feeling the hard running on the track and is definitely slowing up.
As of today the various agencies had the following -
IASBet: ALP@1.45, Govt@2.75,
Sporting Bet: ALP@1.45, Govt@2.75
Centrebet: ALP@1.43, Govt@2.85
Bettingpro.com: ALP 4-5, Govt 10-11
Definately seems to be firming for the Government and if you can get on now, the returns are still pretty good for a Howard win. I’ll have a reddy on Johnny thanks.
That loud raucous outburst of Angst you hear is no doubt Bob Brown railing against another US politician trying to influence the Australian Election.
HIGH-profile environmentalist Al Gore has effectively called on Australians to vote for Labor’s Kevin Rudd as Prime Minister
What do you mean? You can’t hear anything??? But that might mean that some political interference is better than others. Or to put it another way, One Animal IS more equal than another.
Hypocrisy, thy name is GREEN.
Isn’t it amazing what a new day will bring. In the last 24 hours I have caught up with an old mate of mine.
I first met him when he was running for a State seat for the Libs. He lost but not too badly. Nothing to be disgraced about but then we have kept in touch over the years.
He is decidedly more ‘wet’ than I but we agreed with more than we disagreed. Over the years he has lost a great deal of confidence with the Liberal Party. Left the party and decided to concentrate on making money rather than political accomplishments. Somewhat akin to my own lack of faith in them. We both prefer them over the ALP but we tend to hold our nose and vote rather than doing it out of any particular fervour.
Seems like He is keen to look again at a political position in the newly created Moreton Bay Shire Council. Still have to look at what could be done , but watch this space.
I haven’t really discussed with my loyal reader my views on the ALP amalgamations in Queensland.
There is absolutely no doubt that some regions badly needed to be merged but what the hell were they thinking of in combining three councils like Pine Rivers, Caboolture and Redcliffe? I don’t think you could get three more divergent areas and regions had you tried.
You have solid suburbia in Pine Rivers, Country and rural regions up in Caboolture and over in Redcliffe, you have a tourist and retirement mecca.
How can you possibly combine the needs of Montville hippies, with the urban sprawl of Albany Creek and North Lakes, and the old retired union boilermakers of Redcliffe.
But despite these almost insurmountable issues, we have the simple logistics of managing the area of three large Federal Seats with one local council administration. When you get a chance just have a look at a map of the new area that the ALP expects one council to look after. Albany creek in the South, Montville up in the north, the Dam out to the west and the coast in the East.
If you were to drive the whole electorate you would be looking at a full tank of fuel. Probably more if you tried to follow the border.
You also have three regions and 330,000 odd residents to look after.
From a purely psephological viewpoint, it will make an interesting challenge for any one person to meld the three together enough to become mayor. 137,000 in Pine Shire, 139,000 in Caboolture and 50,000 or so in Redcliffe. I would suggest it is a bridge too far for the current Redcliffe Mayor to win from such a small base. I would suggest it would have to be a candidate who can get the majority of their own ‘home county’ plus a sizable proportion of the other two.
Whatever happens, it should make fascinating viewing.
Yes I am back and once again full of vinegar and sin, not to mention a healthy dose of bad manners.
Lots been happening in the life of Todd lately. For those unaware, the future first female Prime Minister turned one and is running around madly. Spawn number two is due in November actually during the first test of the season so he or she will obviously be a cricket fan.
On the homefront, the boss and I have sold our house and are in the process of buying a new one in Griffin. Little further up the road, but thankfuly we are moving out of the Socialist Workers Paradise of Wayne Swann’s Lilley and moving up to Teresa Gambaro’s Economic co-prosperity sphere of Petrie.
On the political side, I am still a little non-plussed about the options. I still prefer Howard, despite much of what he is trying to push through to assuage the sensibilities of the idiot latte set. Personally I can’t see any normal bloke going for that prissy little bitch Rudd. The man, and I use the term losely, reminds me of the type of screaming little woofter who would dob you in to teacher for slinging a durry behind the shelter shed. And then run off to teacher to complain when you gave him a well deserved thrashing.
I just can’t warm to the bloke at all. This is despite the fact that I am a card carrying, dyed in the wool conservative, though if you believe the political ads of Kevin 07, so is he, but I just think he is too much of the Teacher nominated school prefect.
I won’t write Howard’s obituary just yet. The old feller has a fight or two left in him and I think he has seen off sterner talent than Kevvy-boy. I guess we just wait and see.
Though I do have a personal reason to see Howard get back in. I was married to my darling bride on the night of the last election and I woke up the next morning and turned on the A(LP)BC radio.
Even though I was married and had a fantastic night, had watched Howard flog the bovver boy back to bankstown, and basically had a grin from ear to ear, I listened to the ravings of the luvvies on the wireless, bitterly complaining about the narrow mindedness of the Australian population. I heard the gnashing of teeth and the wringing of arms and legs in desparation at how stupid their fellow voters had been in not listening to them and following their lead.
And I felt even better.
