...if only...
"One month ago, Mr Howard was on a high, feted in public and private by George Bush. The euphoria was short-lived."
(Source)
If only. Grattan makes a number of terrific points about why she thinks he's having a hard time. I'm going to contradict myself and say that he is. But guess what. Nobody in the world of voting, at least not enough of them, thinks so or cares. So by his standards, he's having a top time, as per usual. Party bickering, a stoush over the oh-so-important gay marriage bill and he'll sail on. Easy.
I long for the day when this Government is dropped on its arse by the electorate. The only problem is my sentimental favourite won't be responsible and, again, in another contradiction, I hope he isn't. Because Big Kim has lost the plot.
I scoffed when I passed a headline this morning that said Beazley was worse than Latham (The Australian) but you know what? They might be right. The unilateral decision by Beazley to roll back the repugnant IR laws that Howard government recently passed was poorly received by his own party, effectively attacked by the deeply ordinary Kevin Andrews and the now-standard Labor sniping fired up. Do I want these people in charge? Today?
Nope.
That sucks. Howard is going to romp the next one in and hand over to one of the chief architects of the IR laws, Peter Costello.
We're in real trouble. Howard isn't. Howard 7893495960, Us, Nil. As usual.
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