WORST PotUS EVER!
The worst thing about the shoe-throwing incident was the timing and choice of shoe. It should have been done years ago and with a bloody great big stiletto!
Filed under: ALP, Australia, Economics, John Howard, Kevin Rudd, Politics
For the past four weeks at 8.30 pm on Mondays, I have settled down with a glass in my hand to watch the ABC TV doco, The Howard Years.
I now have post traumatic stress disorder.
I had forgotten.
Watching The Howard Years, I was amazed how my reaction to it was so similar as to when I watched the original series of The Office. This was because I found it difficult to watch both programmes while cowering under the doona and screaming obscenities at the tele.
(Readers, my reaction to The Office was because at that time I worked in an office with a man who acted like David Brent, and worse still; looked like David Brent. I assure you, I am not some sort of nut job that yells at inanimate objects. OK, parked cars parked illegally and only occasionally. That’s it).
Fran Kelly, you are a bitch! You made me remember Abbott and Costello, and Wretch – err Reith and even the poor old, dimwitted Bronwyn Bishop.
Now living under the glorious socialism of Kev il Sung, I had become accustomed to politics where at least lip service had been paid to social policy.
Twelve months on and Brother Kevin is doing better that the Evil Man ever did, but Brother Kev could do so much more.
He is from the exact same mold as deposed despot, J. Winston Howard Esq. Look at the stimulus package; jackpots for pensioners and those lucky enough to be able to claim family Tax Benefit A.
I think I am going to have to claim a Family Tax Benefit A too. I wonder of the Government will accept Penfolds and Tanqueray as my dependents.
Recently I wrote about making a film for the Melbourne 48 Hour Film Competition.
My film, “Faster, Stronger, Higher” screened last weekend at the BMW Edge and it was one of about 28 in competition.
Now it is one of the 12 City Best Finalists.
I am nervous. First prize is a scholarship and equipment hire.
If it wins I promise not to do a Gwyneth. I may however channel Sally Field – “Oh you like me, you really, really like me.”
I am tired, so very tired. Over the weekend I co-produced a four minute film for the 48 Hour Film Competition.
On Friday night at 7pm, Quinine Films team leader Olivia drew from the hat the genre of Sports Film.
And from then it was on.
By 11pm we had a plot. Casting decisions had been made. Prop makers organised and locations hurridly arranged.
We started filming at 9am Saturday and wrapped up about 13 hours later.
Olivia and Karl looked after the filming and sound.
I coached the actors and improvised with them.
We edited through the night and re-shot a scene on Sunday. And then we edited some more.
Karl made a four minue score using a synth and guitar.
We handed in our film at 6.57pm Sunday.
By 7.30 pm we were having a drink at Transport.
By 9.30 I was in a coma.
My flat is a mess. We filmed there.
My body aches. My brain hurts.
I am a vegetarian zombie today.
Gosh it was good fun.
The number of my embarrassing celebrity crushes continues to rise. But this time it is real.
OK. Maybe I am deluded. Or, turning at an old age. But I seriously LOVE SARAH PALIN.
Is it the glasses? Is it her folksy charm? Is it my desire to eat moose burgers for breakfast? Or is it her ability to look into a camera and speak to me, oneplanetmikey, right here in Melbourne.
I don’t understand. But I am touched in a way that I haven’t been touched since I touched myself when I had my crush on Tony Abbott.
Say it ain’t so.
Morris Iemma, the worst premier in Australia has resigned. In what is undoubtedly good news for the people of New South Wales and the governing Labor Party, members of the NSW right have tapped him on the shoulder. And about time too. You can’t have a political carcass leading the state and expect to be re-elected in two and a half years time. 
Either Nathan Rees or Carmel Tebbutt is expected to be annoited leader of the Parliamentary Labor Party, but whoever takes the reins will reek of the pong of political incompetence for quite some time.
The really interesting thing is that Rees is non-aligned and Tebbutt is from the left. This means the once vice-like grip the right had on Labor Party politics in NSW is now starting to wane.
Who said rigor mortis made you stiff.
Filed under: Election, Politics, USA | Tags: Brandine Spuckler, John McCain, Sarah Palin
The first image is that of Brandine Spuckler, one of the hillbilly characters on The Simpsons. The secod image is that of Sarah Palin, Governor of Alaska and now US Vice Presidential cadidate. Oh shit, hang on!
Please forgive my confusion because the similarities are overwhelming. After all, Brandine Spuckler is mother to; Brandine, Gummy Sue, Tiffany, Andie, Gordon, Lizzie, Jackson, Heather, Cody, Dylan, Dermot, Jordan, Taylor, Brittany, Wesley, Rumer, Scout, Cassidy, Zoe, Chloe, Max, Hunter, Rubella Scabies, Kendall, Caitlin, Noah, Sasha, Morgan, Kyra, Ian, Lauren, Q-bert, Condoleezza Marie, Phil, Birthday, Crystal Meth, Dubya, Incest, International Harvester, Jitney, Witney, Mary and Stabbed in Jail.
While Governor Palin is mother to; Piper, Willow, Bristol, Track and Trig.
Palin’s husband Todd has twice been a member of an Alaskan sessionist party. While Cletus Spuckler, a good family man if ever there was one, lists his hobbies as; ‘whittling “piney babies” for children, searching for roadkill, digging through garbage, and spending time with everyone in his family.’ Palin’s future son-in-law proudly staes on his myspace page that he is a ‘proud redbneck’. She herself is a member of the NRA.
In all seriousness, what on earth possessed Senator John McCain to choose Governor Palin as his running mate? She appears to be far more conservative than the Republican nominee himself is, and has publicly stated that she disapproves of abortion, supports capital punishment, believes polar bears are not edangered, and that drilling for oil in the Artic should be allowed.
I suspect Senator McCain chose Palin in a cynical effort to woo the 30 per cent of Hillary Clinton voters who do not support Obama. Unfortuntely he chose the wrong woman. Senator Clinton has said that she put 18 million cracks in the glass ceiling. Sarah Palin may just be the sillicon sealant that holds it together for a decade or more.
For really good comment, read the comment from my esteemed friend George. He makes much more sense than I.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: Envy, Madonna, Music, Sticky and Sweet Tour
Still the coolest thing on the planet!
Her Madgesty
Madonna kicked off her Sticky and Sweet tour in Cardiff overnight.
These pictures, ripped from the UK Daily Telegraph and Agence France Press, show Her Madgesty strutting her funky stuff. And what good stuff it looks. And what good stuff it was…..apparently.
I wasn’t there but know, because for two hours from 6am today, I received text message updates from a friend in the audience. And while I was happy for him and very excited to find out what she was doing; I soon realised that all I really wanted to do was to throw my phone at the wall in a fit of pique and simultaneously Vogue.
Get into the groove Mikey.
Green with envy I think.
