This week was heavy with Brexit splitting the Tories, former Khmer Rouge leaders found guilty of genocide and a jilted bride dishing revenge while it was still hot. At least we got a laugh in at ScoMo…that’s something, right?
Yesterday, Theresa May told the UK that her Brexit deal had the backing of her own party. We now know that to be a patent fabrication. So, what happens now?
May’s Brexit deal has emerged from the fires of her own party, with Theresa believing that her way is the only way forward. God save our gracious et cetera.
This morning, Brexit’s head negotiator resigned, leaving Theresa May alone in a storm of her making, clouding the future of her nation.
As we shuffle closer to Brexit, the incompetence builds. On the back of developing a crucial citizenship app that half the population can’t use, I suspect it might be deliberate.
A Ricki Lake-grade zinger, a foreclosed farm and a pack of people whining “you’ve changed, man” highlight the worst parts of #AusPol this week. Standard.
The difference between the political left and right seems to be built on the assumption that the other is wrong. That thinking is fundamentally flawed.
Hooley dooley, what a week. We’ve witnessed Trump burn bridges anew, marriage equality arrive on our doorstep, and a rather notable culinary scribe outed as a fraud.
After a study discovered that 75% of people no longer trusted their government, the next Brexit is a ‘when’ not an ‘if’.
Our problem with those who arrive on our shores is well documented, however, after recently visiting Britain, who harbours a similar problem, the solution is obvious.
With the news that the latest Brexit deal was rebuffed by France and Germany, UK Brexit insider Tori Banger believes that the only thing anyone will truly leave is their senses.
Is it time for Britain to accept Brexit, at least for now? Trisha de Borchgrave unpacks the prodigal but toxic path the next British Government will inevitably face.
Jeremy Corbyn’s poetic verse at Glastonbury spoke of the grand possibilities, however, amidst all this hope, the truth is harsher: nothing has changed.
Frank Rarely, head of Fake News at our Canberra Bureau, flew to London for an exclusive post-election interview with Theresa May. Here’s the account of their cathartic conversation.
The cold facts of May, a pouring wave of misrepresented disrespect and the hope of all bald men differentiate this week from all the others.
Grayson Perry’s latest project looks to project the voice of the Brexit-affected masses, but if both sides of the vote profess a love for their country, was the makeup chair worth the effort?
Think of it this way: it’s one less Monday you have to face. Overnight, the nation discovered the status quo in Canberra, Theresa May’s dipping popularity and the merit of watching someone buy $300 worth of fake plants.
The results of the French and Dutch elections have reduced Britain’s bargaining power post-Brexit. The only way to bargain her way out of it and secure decent terms is through unhinged unity.
On the surface, it looks like Macron winning the French election over Le Pen is a victory for logic over populism. However, underneath the frosting, the same stale flavour exists.
May’s day will fall on June 8 this year, as she steers Britain through what is ostensibly the Brexit election. But if one thinks that mother will be generous, well…
Happy morning after Brexit! Yes, that’s regret you taste, chums. What else happened while you were asleep? Well, a questionable portrait was hung, and Sean Spicer crashed through the floor.
Morn-o! What happened while you were asleep? Well, the future of the EU got shakier, a river was granted human rights and our cricketers scored an overdue payrise.