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2012 is enjoying its Christmas Party.

Those not attending have reclined to the room of mirrors with a soothing balm for the parts that hurt, some facing away from their own reflection. Others choose to party on,  avoiding their own reflection, either due to a willingness to adhere to their MO no matter the cost or because they are simply inept at the whole awareness thing.

Some sip their drink discretely without making a scene, knowing that they have dodged a few.

The year essentially saw the escalated tensions of minority government, with the Abbott led opposition clearly focused on destabilizing government function by whatever means possible, both in and out of Parliament House. There were more points of order and suspensions of standing orders than the collective brain freezes of Ray Hadley, Kyle Sandilands and Alan Jones – some tally. Still, the government survived the cringeworthy own goal of the inevitable Rudd challenge as well as the opposition shenanigans to pass not only the carbon price, but other legislation, most notably the plain cigarette packaging that had been coming for years, and a NDIS scheme that even conservative states could agree on. In principle. And that includes a premier who sees fit to cut funding for whooping cough vaccinations and who thinks the jury is out on the benefits of fluoride in water.

Regretfully, the government’s policies on asylum seekers can at best be described as uncertain and too clever by half. This year was the first time I had heard of a country excising itself from its own migration zone. The absurdity of this was rightly pilloried by opposition and media alike.

The first half of the year’s parliament was dominated by the concerted assault on the carbon price/tax (semantics depending on your political persuasion). Reams of power bills and reports favourable to the opposition agenda were flourished with the a-ha of an FM gotcha call as Abbott tried feverishly to prosecute the cause of no carbon tax, lest it create a python squeeze on the economy. The cobra was also employed metaphorically without consent. Many fauna, I presume, felt relieved not to be dragged into the method in Abbott’s madness. While many reminded Tony of his own advocating of a carbon tax, the leader of the opposition pushed on, visiting businesses dressed in hard hat, fluoro jacket, gloves, ready for the task (someone else’s) at hand. Gutting fish, welding, there was nothing our Tony wouldn’t do to press his claim for the destructive impact of the carbon price to come.

On July 1, when Whyalla was confirmed as still present, we even had the folly of ALP folk to endure (yes, I am referring to Craig Emerson’s butchered Shyhooks adaptation). Though for any ALP ‘moments’ the Coalition was happy to oblige with some and then more. Tony Abbott had himself thrown out of question time on August 20, coalition members proclaimed that a leg of lamb would cost a pineapple (the currency euphemism not the fruit), and Greg Hunt went all amnesiac about his thesis on, yes, a tax to make the polluter pay, which Peter Martin expertly dissected way back in March of 2011.

When the carbon tax came to being, the coalition stayed with the tactic of procuring any codger’s power bill to illustrate the serpentine effect previously alluded to by waving these during question time. The ALP had smartly educated the public that were prepared to listen that a 7% price increase was expected. This would be offset by income tax threshold changes and other indirect measures. This message, along with the often shrill and repetitive power bill waving during question time bore little fruit. Soon the coalition kept to the line that it was a bad tax and one that would be repealed in Tony Abbott’s own blood. Subtle promises.

When this attack petered out, and the fauna unwillingly trapped in the coalition’s strategy were placed back where they belonged, the coalition turned to the role of Julia Gillard in the incorporation of an AWU Workplace Reform Association. The entity would defraud the union, with a slush fund for re-election of union officials, and $100K being used to renovate the house of Gillard’s then boyfriend, Bruce Wilson. After much sifting, a proactive 45 minute presser held by the PM, and a persistent yet soporific attempt to pin the PM during Question Time, it appeared that while the PM may have been a sloppy lawyer at that time, she did not act unethically. Many lawyers piped up on radios saying that they had done work often for people as a favour and never opened a file. Even so, the opposition spent the entirety of the last week’s Question Time asking AWU related questions of the PM, all via Julie Bishop. The huff and puff only saw the opposition’s polls wane and the ‘there are questions to be answered’ line blowing weakly in the wind, and all without a specific allegation for the PM to address.

Just when you thought this was stumps for the year, there was more. Justice Rares threw out the sexual harassment claim by James Ashby against former speaker Peter Slipper, claiming that it was ‘an abuse of process amounting to a political attack’. Tony Abbott, doing important things in London (and improving productivity by letting factory workers alone), said unreservedly that Mal Brough has acted ‘rightly at all times’, despite not having read the Rares judgement and despite over 100 mentions of Brough in Rares’ statement. It was telling that yet again, the coalition leader had not read reports that had some direct relevance to his agenda. As Laurie Oakes observed post Abbott’s ‘shit happens’ debacle: “as a politician, he is very flat footed when he gets into trouble”. Words that Abbott has lived by since his ascension into the role of leader. Do we really want a man who admits to have not read these and other seemingly important reports yet finds time for 50 Shades of Grey as our PM?

Misogyny, or at least male stupidity reached a critical mass this year. Take your pick, from the Alan Jones ‘died of shame’ gaffe to Graham Morris’ ‘cow’ comment on Leigh Sales to Tony Abbott’s repetition of the ‘died of shame’ term in question time, Julia Gillard had clearly stomached enough. She unleashed her tirade famously, which was lauded by most, even if the significance of her delivery was somewhat overestimated. Ultimately, it was the salvo that obviously many thought was coming to the opposition leader . In the fall out, and with wall punching allegations still nipping at his heels, Abbott brought out his wife Margie to redress the balance and show the real Tony. The usual darlings of the right dismissed the PM’s speech as simply redefining misogyny, with the ever amiable Piers Akerman offering scant regard for the speech. Surprise surprise. Meanwhile, Andrew Bolt kept on being, well, Bolt. Nevertheless, the coalition had their scalp, and Peter Slipper moved to the cross benches to join the disgraced but still be convicted Craig Thomson.

At year’s end, the ridiculous pipe dream of a budget surplus was no longer. A reduced tax take forced Wayne Swann’s hand. A stupid promise to make and maintain, a budget surplus didn’t even impress the usual business constituents who saw the maintenance of jobs through avoiding a contractionary policy stance as a far more crucial issue than being preened to by a party unable to produce a surplus. Boos all round, although Tony Abbott broke his London silence on the Ashby/Slipper judgement (and threatened to walk away from ABC & SKY hacks if Ashby/Slipper were brought up) to announce he would hound the government daily on their broken promise and in the same breath declaring the ‘it’s in our DNA’ core but non-core promise of a surplus in every year of a Liberal government. 

So we head into an election year with the middle year of the cycle dominated by at best an abrasive opposition and a government with good intentions but prevailing problems with execution. Media will be a crucial ingredient in 2013, with the mainstream media providing the opposition with some appreciated wind assistance. The incremental rise of internet journalism and social media, specifically twitter, will play a larger role than anyone on either side will concede. The Liberal Party’s ban on backbenchers tweeting is telling. They risk alienating a huge part of the electorate which is not, despite the imploring of conservatives, a lefty domain. Certainly Joe Hockey wishes the ban applied retrospectively after his dunderhead swipe at the PM for daring to visit her widow mother after the surplus concession.

A Merry Christmas to all, and may 2013 be kinder to all of us. But as it is an election year, fat chance. It will be a bruiser, and no one will be spared.

@PAforClive

Some other highlights (please feel free to add your own and develop this further as a document of the year)

Video

Tony Windsor tells Tony Abbott some home truths

John Laws interview with Leigh Sales

Rudd/Turnbull joining forces in a new political party?

Joe Hockey channels Cartman: ‘they can go to hell!

Simon Sheikh’s collapse on Q&A and Sophie Mirabella’s grand display of empathy

Political Cartoons

Andrew Dyson illustration - Surplus, for News. The Age. 20 December, 2012. Showing Wayne swan in a life raft named

 

Meme of 2012

A thank you to my good friend @evanbinos for the title and for those Gods of political cartoonists.

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Mendacious claims, implied guilt before reason

Playing the body and carping all season

Ten points of order, destabilizing

These are a few of my favourite things

 

Claims that are baseless & fear multiplying

Power bills tons of them everyone lying

Tying up government function with strings

These are a few of my favourite things

 

Fooling the media into our obsession

Pushing Craig Thomson for a confession

Watching the Speaker tug at our heartstrings

These are a few of our favourite things.

 

When the polls drop

When the truth outs

When I’m feeling sad

I simply don one of my best fluoro coats

And then I don’t feel so bad

 

Watching the Poodle suck up to the Speaker

Suspension of standing orders a main feature

For we are the Liberals, we deserve to be Kings

These are a few of my favourite things

(With apologies to Julie Andrews, Rogers & Hammerstein)