The most remarkable thing about the revelation of Gladys Berejiklian’s love life was that it was remarkable at all.
There’s one sure thing about Josh Frydenberg’s budget – it is shovel ready.
In 1983, with an economic downturn – not even a proper recession – in play, the new Prime Minister, Bob Hawke, convened his economic summit to implement his election agenda of recovery, reconciliation and reconstruction.
At least the latest energy plan – the coalition’s 22nd, and counting – is not all about gas.
For Australia’s hardline, copper-bottomed, hide-bound conservatives, federation was always a mistake.
Last week’s numbers brought us the bad news we were expecting: Australia has fallen into the worst recession in nearly a century.
I will turn 80 next year, which means that the issue of aged care is rapidly assuming more than academic significance.
Another month, another setback – several, unfortunately – with preparations for the budget being finalised in an atmosphere of quiet desperation.
We would never dream of accusing Scott Morrison of being relieved by the onset of the second wave of COVID-19, but nonetheless it has postponed a nagging problem for him.
The consensus is in: the economy rules, okay? Finally, what remains of the national cabinet is essentially united.
If this isn’t the dreaded second wave of COVID-19, it will do until the real thing comes along.
I have nothing against pop singers, some of them are very nice people, generous, tolerant, kind to children and dogs. And they give pleasure to many Australians…
Australia awoke last week to the strains of Spike Milligan’s poignant refrain, ‘I’m walking backwards to Christmas.’ It may not be all the way to Christmas, but it could be even further – well into next year, and perhaps beyond that.
Déjà vu all over again. In the dim, dark ages before I even arrived in Canberra, I was writing stories about the Victorian branch of the Australian Labor Party
Shock, horror. Someone has tested positive to COVID-19 after the Black Lives Matter protest in Melbourne and Peter Dutton is terrified – his worst fears have been realised, he hyperventilated.
So Reconciliation Week has come and gone – and also gone is 46,000 years worth of priceless history pulverised by Rio Tinto in the Juukan Gorge.
Scott Morrison’s press club speech last week was almost drowned out by the rustling of olive branches and the cooing of doves.
The latest catchphrase from our government spin doctors is ‘a COVIDSafe economy’ – optimistic and reassuring. And, unfortunately, a cruel hoax; a contradiction in terms. The economy is not safe from this coronavirus, and almost certainly never will be. Even... Read More →
I must admit to a moment of apprehension before downloading the COVID-19 app; anything that involves Amazon or Stuart Robert has to be either incompetent or dodgy or both.
It has only taken a week for the simple beauty of JobKeepers to become a little tarnished.
Having shrugged off the minor and temporary distraction of parliament, Scott Morrison can resume doing what he is best at – marketing himself and his often-dubious achievements.
Last week I could have my hair styled, but I couldn’t get a kidney transplant. I could take my kids to school, but not to church. I could invite nine mates to a funeral, but only four to a wedding
Suddenly it’s personal. I have been placed in home isolation.
To the manifest relief of the coalition and its supporters, Scott Morrison’s approach to the coronavirus crisis has been cautiously endorsed by the voters.
Once again the Morrison government has dodged a bullet – rather a pellet, actually, with the real fusillade still to come.