One day out from Murdoch’s crushing kettle-calling-pot “fuck off old man” tirade on Johnny, Fairfax – by way of The Spencer Street Soviet – has rushed to the PM’s defense.
Evidently in support of Howard’s dominating stranglehold on the top job over his closest rival – Peter Cunting Costello – they bring you "Prime Howard". A message – all be it subliminal – that Johnny is here to stay, and that they love his children over-boarding antics, his IR atrocities, his bald noggin, the eyebrows and his mate ship. At least, they prefer him over bean-counting, Islam-bashing, budget-turning, personality-exuding PC, who reportedly considers OLD Rupert with high regard.
Similarly to the Beatles’ “acknowledgment” of Paul’s tragic death in 1963, The Age is bringing the news to the people.
While the nation temporarily turns it’s back on politics to watch television’s greatest ratings purchase straight out of Beaconsfield next week, the Liberals – at least those in the Howard camp – will be rushing the new bill through parliament.
Prime Howard. The new title to the top job. A rehashment to an old British term which reeks of monarchy. A brilliant new concept designed to celebrate a man. His sovereignty over our land. Our fearless leader. Our man at the top. Prime Howard John!
In typical Howard Government form, the bill will likely accompany a pay increase for politicians, and both will be snuck through the house of reps quicker than Todd Russell can say “struth, where the bloody hell’s my Woodstock Bourbon”.
Don’t turn your backs’ Australia, or Howard’s legacy will live on even further passed his use-by date.
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Slightly more cerebal, mate. Kim Beazly couldn't win an election if his life depended on it. Unlucky for Labor.
I wager, given the magnitude of his arse however, he'd probably know if it were on fire. Unlike oll Johnny H
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