It’s time to talk about the mask. Now, first off, thank you for reminding us that you are an Australian. You’d have to forgive us for not realising, given your waning presence over the past ten weeks. Now, we appreciate the optics but, sadly, it doesn’t quite cut it.
As the rest of us sit here in various states of lockdown, wondering when we might get back to any sense of normality, you stand there, hiding behind your $30 mask feeding us more spin than a windmill. It’s disappointing really, when families are struggling and children can’t go to school, we must sit there and listen to you boasting about your own perceived success.
You see Mr Prime Minister we’ve had enough. Enough of the spin. The daggy dad act you used to get yourself re-elected has grown tired. What we need now is leadership, which is an attribute that you sadly and quite clearly lack.
There were warning signs in 2019, when you decided to do a runner while our backyards were on fire. Then we had to put up with your endless smirking as you claimed to lead Australia through its worst crisis in years. But really, you didn’t do much. We were lulled into a false sense of security as you bungled the procurement of vaccines and relied on little more than dumb luck to keep the virus at bay.
Your mates and donors continued to fly overseas and back putting the rest of the community at risk. You see Mr Prime Minister; we weren’t at the front of the queue for a vaccine like you were. Yes, again whilst wearing that mask. We’ve had to wait and continue waiting for that ‘COVID Shield’ that you’ve promised us.
So, Mr Prime Minister, no more. No more of the ‘true blue, rinki-dink, Aussie bloke’ routine. Take that mask off and stop telling us that we need to ‘have a go, to get a go’ (remember that?). How about you have a go. How about you start solving some of these problems instead of relying on your self-entitlement and false optics. We need leadership but, evidently, you’d struggle to lead a dog to a bone.
Yours sincerely,
The Quiet Australians
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