If you live outside NSW, as most of us do, you will have been fortunate enough to avoid at least some of the relentless coverage of the John Singleton-Gai Waterhouse-Robbie Waterhouse-Andrew Johns-etc etc er… well, scandal? Imbroglio? Brouhaha? Stoush? Anyway, insert your preferred noun-that-only-journalists-use. But for those inside the borders of the “Premier State”, there’s been no escape.
It is, ostensibly, a story that has it all: the glamorous racing industry, colourful personalities, allegations of wrongdoing, a storied racing family, and perhaps the most loathed man on Australian television. In fact, it’s a story that has nothing. It’s a non-story, a story black hole that not merely lacks meaning, but sucks any meaning floating nearby into it, never to be seen again.