Well, we survived the most moronic, divisive and boring election campaign in living memory. I think we all deserve a round of applause and/or onions on our sausage.
It’s been a week of relative detritus what with One Nation and Brexit. But there was a dog…and perhaps that is enough.
One Nation being caught seeking funding from the NRA should represent the final straw. For my money, they no longer represent us – they represent a problem.
Well, it was a particularly brutal week, punctuated by the awfulness of Nauru, and a rather vivid plane crash. But hey, we all laughed at Julian Assange. That’s something, right?
Ah, the week we survived. America registered the crack of gun violence, strawberried needles became the pre-eminent topic in Australia and we became intimately familiar with Donald’s member.
2018 is a confusing, grating place, where those with opportunity cry loudest. Fortunately, the Dutch have a word for it: ‘aansteller’.
I’m a right-wing voter, but the recent nonsense spouted by Latham and company has me wondering if we should hold our own accountable before we criticise the left.
We have a problem with the answers our politicians give. They’re invariably incorrect. But, no matter, I’ve fixed it.
Senior Fake News correspondent Frank Rarely discusses the opportunities for populists and masochists alike to join Pauline.
Monday. Hooray. Overnight, an internet feud involving Jimmy Kimmel went south, Crayola learned nothing from the past and Pauline Hanson buggered off to London.
Lordy doo, what a week. Roseanne Barr overdosed on stupidity, One Nation split in two and one man filled a bathtub with spuds, because drugs.
A slobberknocker of a betrayal, the completion of a masterpiece and a man fighting a fictional character headlines #AusPol’s stupid week. So, who won?
Friday. Hooray. Overnight, Denmark decided to ban the Burqa, Pauline Hanson lost the plot on Sky News and one sausage became rather bloated, and was burned by the internet.
A duet no-one asked for, the coronation of new meme-lord and a return to form all highlight #Auspol’s godawful week. So, who won?
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.
It’s been a rather violent week, punctuated by the abuse of Sam Dastyari, assumed peace in the Middle East and the prohibitive standards of decorum.
Pauline Hanson raising the voting age to 21 makes a certain kind of sense. But, I vote that she missed an opportunity to push it further. Fortunately, I’ve got her back.
In the news this week: hot bureaucratic fire emanating from London, Red’s skin turns pink and a new stem cell breakthrough in the US. Hooray for that.
The first bricks of a hate wall, the stripping back of pretence and a picnic spoiled. Winners, all. Oh, #Auspol, what are you like?
“Look boss, the plane,” we shriek, hailing the end of One Nation. But while Pauline might go down with the Cessna, the sentiment that powered her to the Senate will remain.
A spot of legal vandalism, an incorrect choice of aircraft and a budding buddy movie in the pipe…the week in #AusPol had many things, all of them stupid.
The familiar face of extracurricular parliamentary spending has knocked on our door once more, but who should we blame? The people who take advantage, or the culture that says it’s fine?