Look at them: look at them and laugh. Big businesses thought that nauseating virtue-signalling over an endless parade of Current Things would make the left like them. Now they’ve got a socialist left government in power and they’re quickly learning just how recklessly stupid they’ve really
Hmmm, let’s see: child slave labour and toxic pollution, adding to the massive strain on already-stressed power grids, massive weight threatening the integrity of car parks, the same weight causing them to rip through tyres and make even more pollution, the toxic nightmare of disposing of batteries, guzzling
You almost have to feel sorry for Australian republic activists. Almost. Because then you remember that they’re people like Malcolm Turnbull and Pirate Pete FitzSimons, and you just laugh at them instead. Because, for all their decades of hectoring, bullying, finger-wagging, and swearing that this time — this time
Groucho Marx famously didn’t want to belong to any club that would have him as a member. For Australia’s political elites, it’s more a case of desperately wanting the perks of a club they publicly profess to loathe. Forget the Melbourne Club, the Atheneum, or the Tattersall’
Possibly my first encounter with genuine, hard-as-nails racism came on a trip to the Northern Territory in my teens. A publican in Alice Springs said to me, “I don’t ban anyone on the colour of their skin, I just have a dress code — and I’ve never
Can Jacinta Nampijinpa Price please stop giving us reasons to like her? The first-term senator first made a name for herself vocally advocating for conservative Aboriginal politics in the Northern Territory, drawing attention to appalling rates of domestic violence in Aboriginal communities, including the role of traditional culture and
The left just never learn. You’d think that after Hillary Clinton’s “basket of deplorables” clanger became widely recognised as the moment she definitively lost the 2016 election, lefties might have twigged, even the tiniest bit, that screaming names at people isn’t the best way to win them
As I wrote recently, Australia’s Nationals, unlike New Zealand’s National, are finally recovering some testicularity in the face of the Climate Cult. The Nationals, the old Country Party, are facing a grass-roots backlash from their constituents, over “Net Zero” policies in general, and “renewables” in particular. Because,
Despite the similarities in their names, the Nationals in Australia should not be confused with New Zealand’s National party. There are similarities, of course – the Nationals are in coalition, after all, with the real trans-Tasman cousin to National, the Liberal Party – but key differences. The Nationals are what
Does Marcia Langton ever actually listen to herself? Does this “academic”, feted by the left as a supposedly powerhouse intellect, actually believe the garbage she spouts? Nonsense, for instance, such as claiming that Aborigines have occupied Australia “for millions of years”, or lauding Bruce Pascoe’s make-believe taradiddle, Dark
One major reason that the Republic referendum sunk ignominiously in 1999 was the overriding perception that it was all by and for the elite. The sight of a clique of hand-picked politicians and activists whooping it up in Canberra, at the aptly named “Con-con”, was just the start.
If a shitty, woke, “cartoonist” boycotts an award they’re never going to win anyway, does anyone even notice? Over the last few days, a bunch of lefty cartoonists have made a big song and dance of boycotting the Walkleys. Did you hear them? They’re boycotting! That’s right,
It’s an odd thing: the very people who wax apoplectic that “corporations aren’t people!” also expect corporations to act like people. Because, here’s the thing: only people can make moral judgements. So, when activists blither about “corporate social responsibility”, “triple bottom line”, and “social licence”, they’re
A recurring feature in communist dictatorships is how quickly a Hero of the Revolution can turn into a Counter-Revolutionary Enemy. From Leon Trotsky to Peng Duhai, once-Party insiders are only the Dear Leader’s displeasure from being denounced and purged. Alan Joyce is getting his own taste of
I often wonder if the feminist left believes the ludicrous nonsense that they do, only because they judge everyone else by the toxic men they surround themselves with. Who can forget, after all, the sight of Harvey Weinstein marching against sexual assault at the 2017 Women’s March at Sundance?
