Wednesday, October 08, 2003

 
As we all know, the Prime Minister John Howard enjoys great authority in his party - and indeed the National Party. In particular, there is a half dozen or so members of marginal regional seats - that Townsville bible basher Peter Lindsay is one example - whose position on their PM lies somewhere between infatuation and hero-worship.

They love him because he is the PM and says things they thought they could only dream of. "I certainly don't want people of that type in this country", and so on. He is a God. This is mana from heaven to these regional backbenchers. I wouldn't go so far as to call them racists - but let's just say a good darkie/Muslim bashing helps them sleep at night. I really wouldn't go so far as to call them racists - but that's because I'm too polite.

You get the idea. They are knuckle-draggers. The type of person Brendan Nelson appeals to when he rubbishes university education. They live in caves and are very smelly. I don't like them.

Anyway, they look at Howard going around the country licking arse at the drop of a hat, and, well, they follow his example. They too have begin inveterate arse-lickers. They give good arse-lick. They lick arse very well indeedy.

The arse they favour licking the most is of course that of the Great Man himself. He only rarely allows them to. When they do it, it's like all their Christmases have come at once.

They are, remember, God-fearing men. We are lucky to have them.

Catchyas.
posted by Simon 11:36 pm

Monday, October 06, 2003

 
I love Jakarta in the springtime
I love Jakarta in the fall
I love Jakarta in the summer when it sizzles
I love Jakarta in the summer, when it pours
I love Jakarta every moment
Every moment of the year
I love Jakarta, why oh why do I love Jakarta?
Because my love is here.

That's Megawati Sukarnoputri to you. Mega to me. I love her so. Especially when she leaves me melting in the Jakarta traffic for two days. Very charming.
posted by Simon 11:03 pm