It was the Queen's Speech today in the UK. Her Maj arrives in glass carriage or something from Buckingham Palace, attended by flunkies and Phil the Greek, Black Rod (a Soho muso) knocks on the door, and then they all proceed down the aisle to sit on chairs that appear to have been sculpted from Hoadley's violet crumble. She then proceeds to read out a series of policies that she quite possibly hates ("one's government will, this year, be nationalising the means of production") ...

So it takes skill to upstage the day. But Lynton Crosby -- the w/lizard of Oz -- has managed it.