For those of us dog lovers this is a delightful cliché – in my case one more enjoyed in the breach than actuality. Indeed, my two four-legged friends only get a meaty treat
for brekkie. No, a dog’s dinner would perhaps be more apposite in my case. But I don’t have the courage to argue with the wisdom of the ages so let it stand - A Dog’s Breakfast.
I refer of course to politics in Australia. And no, this is not going to be a long diatribe. Perhaps more a short and pathos-filled lament.
of you that might have noticed there was an election here in the land of the languid banana last weekend. I won’t bore you with it all. Suffice to say we’ve ended up with a bunch of politicians.
Bananalanders had Hobson’s choice – or should that be Buckley’s choice? The Liberal National Party is totally incompetent; the Australian Labor Party is wholly corrupt and the two other vanity parties are just that.
So Queenslanders chose business as usual - corruption.
To give it a kinder name, let’s call it a dog’s breakfast. Only a couple of points are worth mentioning about the idiotic
and gerrymandered outcome.
Queensland has only one house in its parliament. The upper house was abolished in 1922 by the Labor Government for political advantage. Queensland has been
characterised by crooked and executive driven politics ever since.
The 2017 election was fought with a new compulsory preferential voting system ramrodded through Parliament in 2016
by the Labor Government for political advantage. Even the Labor Party’s mouthpiece the Australian Broadcasting Corporation looked askance at this blatant political manipulation.
Add to the foregoing the totally skewed electoral system and you have a real – dog’s breakfast!
I must make a note on the quality of Queensland’s
powerful intellects at the Queensland Electoral Commission.  The full result of counting a miniscule 2.5 million votes is going to take up to ten days! What on earth happened to computers?
Again on the Commission, I draw your attention to the following details from their website concerning the seats of Hinchinbrook and Gladstone respectively, as at this morning 1100hrs 29/11/17:
What precisely are 05:13:46 pm and 04:29:19 pm? Confused? If they can’t tell the time can they count my vote?
on however to a touch of sentiment, it looks very much as though my sitting member has been displaced by some populist spoiler from one of the vanity parties. Andrew Cripps MP is a decent man, I voted for him because he is a regular dinner party guest in my
house. I am truly sorry to say: Goodbye Mr Cripps. I look forward to serving you good malt in the near future.
But let me now move on from Bananaland to a matter of grave
import that deserves everyone’s concern.
I make no secret of my serious scepticism of political parties and political elites. They are in my view a serious danger to true democratic
expression. I hold the Labor Party in particular suspicion because of its totalitarian tendencies.
My view was amply vindicated yesterday.
The Australian ran the story that the Australian Labor Party has outrightly refused to allow its parliamentary members a conscience vote on proposed amendments to the revised marriage bill. This authoritarian edict flies in
the face of a rump of Labor Party MPs and former members of the NO campaign who have expressed serious religious or personal objections on the matter.
agreement that we reached back at the last national conference was that there would continue to be a conscience vote on the question of marriage equality,” legal affairs spokesman Mr Dreyfus told Sky News.
“The Labor Party has never seen it as necessary to have individual positions adopted. These are matters that we can and do argue out in the federal Labor Party, in the caucus, through the mechanisms of our national
conference, and I’m confident we will be able to do that again.’
Thank you Mr Drefus. Succinctly and sickeningly
said! Nothing before the Party Comrade!
This is the road to totalitarianism: those who control the party control thought and action. No room for individual
conscience, moral questioning or religious qualms. All for the Party - the Party is All.
It is indeed rare to see this rigid discipline so blatantly
and publicly expressed.
Well up yours Mr Dreyfus! And take your party of automatons with you. My ideal of politics might be chaotic, but at least it's open
and at least it's free.
Now talking about my political ideals and the dog’s breakfast ….