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Ode to The Aussie Voter

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out of; (c) Royal Shakespeare Company Collection; Supplied by The Public Catalogue Foundation

I wrote this in the time when Hon. Tony Abott was our dear Prime Minister.  I thought I will bring it out to remind the Aussie voter the Chaos we had under him.  And just a bit of laugh.  We could blame the Politicians for many things but we have to give them credit where it’s due.  They are very good for a laugh.

Parody from Shakespeare’s “Mark Anthony’s Funeral Oration”

Friends, Australians, Countrymen, Pensioners, Hardworking Middle class and dole bludgers lend me your ears;

I come to bury Rudd, Gillard, even Keating and Hawk not to praise them
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their bones;
So let it be with Tony and his comrades
The noble Sir Tony promisealot hath told you labor was useless:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously hath Tony answer’d it or mumbled it.

Here, under leave of Brutus sorry Tony and the rest—
For Tony is an honourable man;
So are they all, all honourable men, yes of course, when you think George Brandis doesn’t the word Honourable come to mind

Come I to speak in labours demise.
They were good for the nation I thought, stood up for 18C I thought,
Tony says they were useless
And Tony is an honourable man
Labour fought for our environment, disabled and the NBN
But Tony says we can’t afford it
And Brutas is an honourable man

They kept us safe during GFC
We kept our jobs and businesses survived
In this did labour seem useless?
But Tony says they were useless
When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept:
uselessness should be made of more useless stuff:
Like Baby bonus, sorry forgot that was not a labour vote grabbing idea
Yet Tony says they were useless;
And Tony is an honorable man.

Howard refused to say sorry and Rudd said sorry for all
We do not remember Rudd for that
Tony says Pink Bats, and we should follow him for he is an honourable man
Gillard passed 561 bills in her short time and so many so called great plans NDIS,NBN all up in smokes now anyway
But Tony says Carbon Tax – a broken promise, such an unknown territory for Brutus is an honourable man

I speak not to disprove what Tony spoke,
But here I am to speak what I do know.
You all did like them once, not without cause:
What cause withholds you then, to yearn for them?

O Rupert! thou art fled to brutish beasts,
And men have lost their reason. Bear with me;
My heart is in the coffin there with labour,
And I must pause till it come back to me.
But yesterday the word of Joe Hockey might
Have stood against the world;
Now our poor could be in par with the 3rd world.
Tony has such vision

O masters (Lord,Sir and Dames), if I were disposed to stir
Your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage,
I should do Brutus wrong, and Cassius wrong, or Tony, Hockey, Pyne, Morrison or my personal favourite Bradis wrong take your pick
Who, you all know, are honorable men:
I will not do them wrong; I rather choose
I say bring on an early election
And put us all out of such misery
Just remember Tony is an honourable man

To wrong the dead, to wrong myself and you,
Yes we elected Tony and Co, not me personally but some of you knob heads did
Than I will wrong such honorable men.

You are not wood, you are not stones, but awakened morons;
And, being awakened morons hearing the will of Tony,
It will inflame you, it will make you mad:
Will you be patient? Will you stay awhile?

I fear I wrong the honorable men

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A note to the Australian Voters

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Claws are out.  Listening to the Polies my bloods boiling once again.  We’ve just got one week, to make up are minds, which crawling vermin deserves our democratic nod.  What a choice we’ve got.  It is as the cheap buffet at the local food court Chinese shop.  Fattened with lard, sweetened with sugar, but alas with no substance.

Liberals – think if you give tax cuts to the Rich and blame the poor their job is done.  If you scream boarder protection and blame it all on refugees all is done.  Jobs, growth and bullshit is their slogan.  When you sit there and cross your arms while each manufacturing plant closes down, we’ve lost Holden, Ford and the list goes on. Thousands of jobs lost already.  Like the supermarkets where they hike the price a week before and then after two weeks bring down the price a little bit closer to what it was before.  The idiots in us flock to the shops for The BIG SALE.  I was so happy when Malcolm came in and my dear friend Tony departed.  But poor Malcolm inherited all the rest of Tony’s mates and he is just a puppet now.

Labor- thinks if they throw money at it, the problem will disappear.  They have a heart, but you need the heart and the brain to work together.  Labor needs another Keeting with some serious balls to head the nation.  Unions are not the boogie man like Liberal’s like us to think.  You need good unions to keep the big multi nationals in place.  To hold them to do their business and make profits without riding on the back of the poor guy who is the back bone on the factory floor.  But some Unions just become too big for their boots. Labor leaders have to keep the Unions accountable as well.

Greens – think all is achieved by hugging the tree and talking to the moon.  Hey, I am not even a environmental skeptic.  But even I think, they are sometimes in another planet.  They were the cause of the Gillard demise.  Them blocking every carbon, emissions type tax, reform, which gave Gillard the only option to go back to Carbon Tax.    When bargaining for something it is okay to ask for the moon, but within us we should know that is just a dream and settle for something near to the earth.  Especially when the Lib’s wanted somewhere near middle earth.

So my fellow Aussies.  Make your choices well.  Don’t just think about your self.  Think about the whole nation, what is good for the whole country.  The polies will not think further than this election.  It is up to us to keep this country moving forward with every citizen of this paradise reaping the benefits. Good luck on the 2nd of July.

 

The above was meant to be a short intro to the Poem I was going to post, something I wrote when Tony Abott was in charge.  

I will post that as my next blog.  As this one is already a bit long. It is almost long as Malcolm’s Speel.