Australia

Nov 13, 2014

A little ditty ’bout Tony and Vlad

When did Russia's kleptocratic, despotic and murderous leader become everyone's favourite wacky, lovable hunk?

Mel Campbell — Freelance journalist and critic

Mel Campbell

Freelance journalist and critic

Media reports anticipating Prime Minister Tony Abbott’s meeting with Russian President Vladimir Putin at the APEC summit were positively sizzling with tension, most of it absurdly manufactured. Of course there was no “shirt-fronting“. In a 15-minute meeting, Abbott suggested it might be nice if Russia apologised for its involvement in shooting down flight MH-17. Honestly, it sounded like the Hans Blix scene from Team America: World Police.

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16 thoughts on “A little ditty ’bout Tony and Vlad

  1. Robert Barwick

    OMG! What tripe. Secret fortune of $70 billion, huh? Oh that’s right, he’s Russian, so everything said about him must be true.

  2. Kevin Herbert

    Russia & Putin bashing in the raw.

    How puerile.

    And we keep on demonising Russia like the good little US client State that we are.

  3. paddy

    LOL Lovely work Mel. You’ve been missed.

  4. James O'Neill

    Absolute nonsense that doesn’t even have the redeeming feature of being funny. The author might like to acquaint him/herself with some basic facts before venturing into obviously territory straight from the pages of the worst of the right wing neocon gutter press.

  5. mikeb

    Well I thought it was very amusing Mel. Nothing wrong with a little poetic license regarding the facts if it’s funny.

  6. Grumpy Old Sod

    Love the headlines in New Matilda – “Broken Promise #48. Abbott hasn’t kept the boats away”. In my opinion the fool has attracted them to us.

  7. Ross Carnsew

    Almost makes Tim Blair seem amusing. Almost.

  8. Norman Hanscombe

    I felt the media’s handling of this issue was trite, until I found posters could match anything trite in the media.

  9. Grumpy Old Sod

    I find it interesting that in Germany a journalist by the name of Udo Ulfkotte has written the number 1 non fiction book of the year, “Bought Journalists”, which, allied to other factors, has seen both the print sales and the web traffic of the major German journals and dailies plummet. His topic? The direct interference by the CIA in this industry, so much so that these journals all write what Langley want to hear and if they don’t, the journalists end up in a career ending back water. His revelations have caused much anger within the German populace who intensely resent the economic pain caused by the sanctions against Russia and worry that the US putsch in Ukraine could lead to a very hot war with them in the middle.

    Confidence within Germany both to the establishment and the press is at an all time low. This dissatisfaction is also being mirrored within France, Spain, Italy and Hungary so much so that there is speculation that all is not as rosy in the EU nor NATO as we have been led to believe and that this could lead to the breakup of the EU, something which given the history of Europe pre EU is something which I personally wouldn’t like to think about.

    However, given that great swathes of the European people feel both misled and set up by the events in the Ukraine and given that demonstrable evidence has been presented within this book, it makes me wonder if this rather pathetic piece is not another example of the genre that Ulfkotte has written about.

    The lack of examples, proof, logic and sense in it make me think that the writer’s handlers must think that Australians are idiots to be fed any undergraduate pulp worthy of the best of the university papers of the sixties though at that time were sponsored by the polar opposites of today.

  10. AR

    Almost as much as waste of time as a Razer pontification except mercifully shorter and less opaque.

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