Crikey

12 Comments

1. sallysetsforth
   Posted Tuesday, 6 October 2009 at 1:40 pm | Permalink

   It feels a bit weird when I see Malcolm on the telly without his purple wig on.

2. michael matusik
   Posted Tuesday, 6 October 2009 at 2:07 pm | Permalink

   the true first sign was when julie goodwin and not poh ling yeow one masterchef and we may not even make 2012 once ozzie makes his comeback.

3. michael matusik
   Posted Tuesday, 6 October 2009 at 2:08 pm | Permalink

   “won” not one! oppps, sorry

4. paddy
   Posted Tuesday, 6 October 2009 at 2:08 pm | Permalink

   I know I shouldn’t…..But part of me (a very dark and wicked part)
   secretly longs to hear that mournful cry.
   “Release the Hooouunds”.

5. our man in Canberra
   Posted Tuesday, 6 October 2009 at 3:26 pm | Permalink

   Given his personal history, I would have thought Malcolm was more a dog person.

6. Venise Alstergren
   Posted Tuesday, 6 October 2009 at 3:48 pm | Permalink

   I can’t help myself. I’ve only seen the first two frames and I am having hysterics.

7. Venise Alstergren
   Posted Tuesday, 6 October 2009 at 3:51 pm | Permalink

   Priceless, wonderful, terrific, FD at his terrific best.

8. Tom McLoughlin
   Posted Tuesday, 6 October 2009 at 5:37 pm | Permalink

   So Mal goes to the back bench, and then just as everyone thinks he’s going to quit …. Lucy nominates for Liberal preselection in Wentworth. It’s a lay down misere. She wins in a byelection, offset by a huge donation to charity by the Turnbulls for putting everyone to the inconvenience. Free sausage/tofu sizzles at every polling booth also charm the local punters sorry for the Bloke who had to wrestle Wilson Tuckey and live to tell the tale. For the more recalcitrant whingers there’s a free DJs gift voucher at Bondi Junction. Lucy strides into her first party room caucus - you can hear a pin drop. Tuckey is jabbering away (to himself of course) in the back stalls oblivious to the swinging cricket bat - a bit like that scene in The World According to Garp when the p*rnographer gets it with a baseball bat. What goes on in the party room, stays in the party room. Discipline is re-established. Rudd doesn’t dare call a DD. Because although no one will give evidence against her, the rumour gets out about the trousers wearing Turnbull aka SWMBO.

9. Tom McLoughlin
   Posted Tuesday, 6 October 2009 at 5:48 pm | Permalink

   … Tuckey is buried in an unmarked grave, on a wind swept stretch of highway between Perth and Kalgoolie, unlamented and far enough away from the Big Whale at Eucla to avoid scaring the tourists. Late at night there is this sorrowful wailing on the Nullabor. If you listen carefully, you can almost hear the refrain ‘… he’s been hit for six over covers’ and the rustling of what sounds like polite applause. Or it could be nothing. It’s hard to say in the dark of night with the ocean crashing on the rocks of the Great Australian Bight.

10. Venise Alstergren
    Posted Tuesday, 6 October 2009 at 5:55 pm | Permalink

    Tom, I didn’t know you could write like that! It’s beautiful. Why don’t you round out your normal comments so serenely?

11. Tom McLoughlin
    Posted Tuesday, 6 October 2009 at 8:18 pm | Permalink

    Thanks. I’m just watching Mal patronise veteran journalist Kerry OBrien …. on how to conduct an interview … and even if he did, making the mistake of doing it on national tv. It’s up there with his spelling bee on Fran Kelly early one day on radio national, surely misunderstanding the gravitas of the ABC public forum. Smart *rse?

12. Vicki Grieves
    Posted Wednesday, 7 October 2009 at 8:27 am | Permalink

    Yes many signs of the apocalypse - what about the disjunction that occurs when the $AUS is the fourth best performing currency in the world only to leave the homegrown tourism industry suffering as thousands of Aussies go overseas to reap the benefits of an upsurge in our currency, then the economy suffers…swings and roundabouts etc etc…… there’s no solution - we’re all doomed!