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.