And so ScoMo’s annus miraculous staggers to an end, with the promise that the next one will be the year of delivery, the one that produces the outcomes which will make all the dithering, procrastination and avoidance of issues all worthwhile.
At last, Scott Morrison’s torpid government realises it is in danger of being mugged by reality. After last week’s report from the International Monetary Fund, it is no longer feasible to pretend the Australian economy is in safe hands and can continue to muddle through without at least a modicum of intervention.
Even as Donald Trump announced he would cut and run from Syria, leaving his Kurdish allies to whatever bloody fate awaits them and opening a door for the resurgence of ISIS, our fearless prime minister was not ready to breathe a word of criticism of his friend, ally and protector.
The Reserve Bank, like so many economic pundits, has finally given up on the government of Scott Morrison.
Kids should be kids, ScoMo insists, and teenagers should be teenagers he told a bemused audience at his own UN address – perhaps he meant they should spend more time on the traditional teenage pursuits of sex and drugs and rock’n’roll.
And so back to Mark Latham’s conga line of suck holes – Scott Morrison goes to Washington. The regular obeisance is hardly unexpected, but it is no less embarrassing for that.
The water minister's plan seem to be to keep pouring out the drought relief and praying for rain in the delusion that once the drought breaks, we can all get back to normal.
That muffled gurgling sound you heard last week was either the remains of the government’s economic credibility swirling around the plug-hole, or the strangled sounds of ScoMo and his team attempting to put a positive spin over the disastrous national accounts figures.
The showdown over religion could well provoke a serious schism, speaketh Mungo. Trouble is brewing in the mess.
Morrison’s view of the bureaucracy is apparently based on TV satires, the British Yes Minister and the Australian Utopia.
The Great White Father has arrived on the far-flung atolls of the Pacific. Like the missionaries before him, Scott Morrison is delivering the bringing of the light -- a gospel of hope and salvation. Well, up to a point. Boiled down, his message is that if they are worried about the rising waters, they should sandbag the foreshores and move to higher ground (if there is any), because he is not going to do anything substantial to help.
Scott Morrison is not too keen on history…
Newspoll has emerged from its grotto and ScoMo’s troops are cheering. The honeymoon has kicked in, and how.
One, two, three, four. Keeping faith’s a dreadful bore. Five, six, seven, eight. Tap the mat, capitulate.
The private health industry, we were told last week, is ‘a muddled healthcare system that is riddled with inconsistencies and perverse initiatives…
Scott Morrison really likes quiet Australians – as quiet as possible.
Last week Anthony Albanese passed his first test – at least the one the magisterial examiners of The Australian devised for him…
Last week Scott Morrison spelled out what he called his economic policy…
It took just a month after the election for the miraculous Morrison mob to dial back up to peak crazy.
If John Setka did not exist, the coalition would have invented him. But fortunately he does exist, so it’s just a matter of slapping on a few bells and whistles, dimming the lights and tuning up the spooky music, and hey presto!
Our Prime Minister assures us that the AFP raids of last week had absolutely nothing to do with him. Well, of course not – he and his government are never responsible for anything.
It’s an old line, but a good one and unfortunately usually a true one: the front benches of parliament are top heavy with lightweights.
It didn’t take long for the hubris to kick in.Before the dust was settled, an exultant Liberal was reported as gloating: 'We just campaigned on a strong economy – we’ve got a mandate to do anything!' Well, anything – or nothing.
History, declared Henry Ford, is bunk. And last Saturday, the Australian electorate agreed.
Scott Morrison’s launch was, ironically, the last of the big set pieces. The remaining mad (and largely irrelevant) days will be scrabbling over a few marginal seats in which the vast majority of those who have not already voted will have already made up their minds. …