The rise of the politician writer

In the latest edition of Crossing the Floor, Bernard Keane explores the sudden outbreak of Aussie political writing last week, including Wilson Tuckey’s email rant against Turnbull, Tony ‘rent-a-quote’ Abbott’s snazzy new book and Rudd’s 6000 words of what Rudd himself calls ‘his mediocre prose’.

3 Comments

  1. j-boy57
    Posted Tuesday, 28 July 2009 at 8:52 am | Permalink

    the fetus , just another god botherer who has the gall to dispute the science of co2 as inconclusive whilst embracing the
    imaginary , brainwashed in cult of christianity, and whose antics we encourage by allowing the “lords prayer ” to be recited in the parliament.Which can be confusing to Tony because it kicks off with our father a term which must generate angst in the ranks of the cuckold.
    You’ve got to hand it to Turnbull, the Liberal party is looking a lot like the Republican movement, that’d be doomed.

  2. Chris Johnson
    Posted Tuesday, 28 July 2009 at 11:12 am | Permalink

    I’ll be generous and dismiss Rudd’s newspaper ads as more home-state related quirky PR. But Coalition members declaring Party and leadership loyalty as they rush to advertise personal and political agendas is a different kettle of fish. Either robust party room debate isn’t working or they can’t toe the party line because there isn’t one. Abbott’s Battlelines is silly snake-oil salesman stuff - how to fix broken marriages, climate change, federalism and whatever else he thinks the Party and press gallery aren’t spinning his way. The Costello Memoirs, Iron-bar Tuckey’s leadership spray are more of the same from a frustrated group of Liberal wannabe’s minus a vision. The best advice this week came from The Australian’s Glenn Milne on how to deal with their mad Uncle: “just take him out the back and politically take the next logical step”. Maybe they should all head for the back door.

  3. Posted Thursday, 30 July 2009 at 5:39 pm | Permalink

    Once again I feel moved to nominate Tony Abbott for a gold coloured dog-poop catcher for his gritty self-deluded determination to churn out a book-God! His publishers are game-which will appeal to hard right-wing Catholics, librarians and desperate students wishing to use the paper to build a fire in their cheerless digs.

    Although why he didn’t play to his audience and out himself as Australia’s very own Quisling is a mystery.

    I raise my coffee cup to the man who has done more to undermine the Constitution as laid down by our ancestors, namely that the land of Oz is a secular state and not another foetid game of footy, than almost any other Australian.

    PS Love your new hair-do Bernard, I hadn’t realized how good looking you are.