Tony Abbott keeps telling everybody, probably even the Queen, the British PM and Alan Joyce that we’re a whisper away from a federal election, the result of which will see him take up residence in The Lodge, his rightful home.
He could be right.
But he is only focusing on getting his hands on the keys to the door. God knows what he plans to do after that.
He hasn’t told us!
Well, he sort of has. We know he’s going to stop the boats, rip up the NBN, tear down public departments, return a surplus by within the hour, scrap the carbon tax and save us from the fires of hell, but for a man who’s going to be Prime Minister by Christmas I’d say he’s fairly well under-prepared for the job. Is he that convinced the electorate will punish Labor that he only need to rely on this? I believe he does. Why else would he have nothing to offer?
Imagine starting a new job and when you turned up on your first day you simply sat on your bum and did absolutely nothing. We’ve seen that in New South Wales. The job’s too hard for the new kids on the block. They knew they’d win the election so took nothing of substance to it. Abbott mirrors this. The man has absolutely no idea what he’s going to do.
Neither do we.
He’s a bit like the pub with no beer.
It’s a bit of a worry than a man a whisper away from an election has shown us nothing that he stands for. I imagine it’d be easy to deliver nothing when you stand for nothing.
What do you think?
Oh, and here’s the picture of that donkey again. Appropriate, hey?