It has often been said by people who are not admirers of the Liberal Party that the people who vote for them are either thick or rich. The rich vote for them, because it is in their interests, and the thick vote for them because they are often incapable of understanding they are voting against their own interests.
I have spent the last five and a half years on this blog ranting about the injustice, hypocrisy and idiocy of the Coalition government under Malcolm Turnbull and Scott Morrison. This blog was supposed to be a way of ending, or at least diminishing, my shouting at the television. However, as it became clear that the lying, bigotry and nutjobbery under Morrison was much worse than that under Turnbull, the shouting at the television increased again.
We went down to vote this morning; it’s a nice walk of about a kilometre along our street and through a park replete with gum trees, wattle trees, casuarinas, magpies, peewees and galahs, as well as a few neighbours who were also going to vote.
As far as I am aware, in the UK and Australia, a tout is someone who buys up tickets for an event, to sell them at inflated prices to people desperate to get a ticket to said event. In the US, a ‘tout’ is someone who goes around racecourses offering racing tips, in exchange for a share of any winnings. In the UK and Australia, the name given to that person is ‘urger’ or ‘racecourse urger’.
Got a phone call last week from a stressed son asking if we could see our way clear to provide some assistance due to severe illness in the family. About eight hours later we were providing that assistance: cooking, cleaning, walking a dog, entertaining a recovering toddler. Love conquers all.
Now that the date of the election has been called, and the Liberal Party has to actually pay for the election stunts and advertising of Morrison and his nearly invisible front bench1, the uncovering of rorts and corruption seems to have slowed.