I've previously been a little reluctant to be too critical of Malcolm Turnbull as our new PM, under the assumption that he is constrained by pre-existing policies and right wing fanatics who he cannot properly marginalise without a mandate from the electorate. I was prepared to hold my judgement until after the election that I still think he will win, but I am getting impatient, particularly as he condones and abets the breathtaking hypocrisy of his more conservative party members.
Metro is also copping some harsh press in the papers over the past fortnight, based on its changes to its bus routes and timetables. I’m a little surprised at how unsympathetic the coverage they have received has been, pretty much suggesting that Metro should address every individual complaint about their routes.
Sunrise seems to make the headlines on a pretty regular basis and rarely for anything edifying. A most recent incident saw actress, Kristin Davis, go on the show to discuss her role as an ambassador for UNHCR. Unsurprisingly, Davis was less than impressed Samantha Armytage and her co-hosts seemed less interested in the plight of refugees than reprising memories of one of HBO’s more mindless offerings, Sex and the City, even going so far as to push Davis into an unwanted reading of a particularly embarrassing skit.
Wow, so much respect for the doctors and staff of Lady Cilento Hospital. It is a magnificent and brave gesture to draw attention to the plight of refugee children. But I wonder if there is a long term plan. At some point this baby will have to leave the hospital, because beds in a hospital are premium resources. I sincerely hope the staff involved do not suffer professional repercussions later and was reassured today to see the QLD health minister voicing his support for his staff.
As a driver, I have occasionally been caught behind large groups of cyclists and sometimes even had to slow down temporarily. I have certainly heard other drivers complaining about such. As a cyclist I had never actually been for a ride as part of such a group, up until yesterday.
So, unlike Dyson Heydon, it is not always easy to guess my view on a political issue. Our Prime Minister himself has been a good example. Having been vocally critical of his awful predecessor, Malcolm Turnbull earnt some goodwill with me just by not being Tony Abbott. I have commented previously that I am not expecting him to reverse the policies he has inherited overnight, but I have been at least temporarily satisfied with the more subtle changes that have occurred since his ascension. But don’t confuse me with a Turnbull cheerleader.
No real surprise to see the professionally angry Jacqui Lambie trying to shoehorn herself onto the campaign of personal attacks against Australian of the Year, David Morrison. Her only two strategies for getting media attention seem to be unapologetic xenophobia and reminding us that she is a former defence member (with a few grudges and an axe to grind). Still she might want to be a little careful with her language around the petition for Morrison to relinquish his award. I wonder how many people would sign a petition asking Lambie to resign from parliament on the grounds of offensive bigotry and embarrassing stupidity. I’m tipping it would be a lot.