Junie Morosi slash Jim Cairns?

North Coast Voices.

Abbott and his chief of staff Peta Credlin were the key architects of the line-up, and the unkindest view of some of the decisions was that the most powerful woman in the government – and no, that is not Julie Bishop – has become extremely adept at entrenching her place with a system of reward, punishment, inclusion and exclusion.
So indispensable has she become that even quite senior shadow ministry spokesmen – now in cabinet – who have argued with and upset her have been counselled by the leader to apologise to her.

Both sides miss the point as NBN debate lacks future focus

The real potential of NBN doesn’t lie in digital consumption.

It lies in the ability of every premises connected to the NBN to become an active player in the digital economy.

Tamara Plakaro  in the Financial Review

The biggest cost blowout we are facing is the lack of vision to connect fibre to the future. We need leadership in creating the policies and skills that take full advantage of the infrastructure we are building, and we can’t wait for that until 2016 or 2021.

And the cost to us will be far higher than $29.5 billion and $94 billion put together.

 

Both sides miss the point as NBN debate lacks future focus.

‘Vote for Blazes and Protection, and the land ye’re livin’ in!’

THE GOD-FORGOTTEN ELECTION

PAT M’Durmer brought the tidings to the town of God-Forgotten :
‘There are lively days before ye–commin Parlymint’s dissolved!’
And the boys were all excited, for the State, of course, was ‘rotten,’
And, in subsequent elections, God-Forgotten was involved.
There was little there to live for save in drinking beer and eating;
But we rose on this occasion ere the news appeared in print,
For the boys of God-Forgotten, at a wild, uproarious meeting,
Nominated Billy Blazes for the commin Parlymint.

Other towns had other favourites, but the day before the battle
Bushmen flocked to God-Forgotten, and the distant sheds were still;
Sheep were left to go to glory, and neglected mobs of cattle
Went a-straying down the river at their sweet bucolic will.
William Spouter stood for Freetrade (and his votes were split by Nottin),
He had influence behind him and he also had the tin,
But across the lonely flatlands came the cry of God-Forgotten,
‘Vote for Blazes and Protection, and the land you’re living in!’

Pat M’Durmer said, ‘Ye schaymers, please to shut yer ugly faces,
‘Lend yer dirty ears a momint while I give ye all a hint:
‘Keep ye sober till to-morrow and record yer vote for Blazes
‘If ye want to send a ringer to the commin Parlymint.
‘As a young and growin’ township God-Forgotten’s been neglected,
‘And, if we’d be ripresinted, now’s the moment to begin–
‘Have the local towns encouraged, local industries purtected:
‘Vote for Blazes, and Protection, and the land ye’re livin’ in.

‘I don’t say that William Blazes is a perfect out-an’ outer,
‘I don’t say he have the larnin’, for he never had the luck;
‘I don’t say he have the logic, or the gift of gab, like Spouter,
‘I don’t say he have the practice–BUT I SAY HE HAVE THE PLUCK!
‘Now the country’s gone to ruin, and the Governments are rotten,
‘But he’ll save the public credit and purtect the public tin;
‘To the iverlastin’ glory of the name of God-Forgotten
‘Vote for Blazes and Protection, and the land ye’re livin’ in!’

Pat M’D. went on the war-path, and he worked like salts and senna,
For he organised committees full of energy and push;
And those wild committees riding through the whisky-fed Gehenna
Routed out astonished voters from their humpies in the bush.
Everything on wheels was ‘rinted,’ and half-sobered drunks were shot in;
Said M’Durmer to the driver, ‘If ye want to save yer skin,
‘Never stop to wet yer whistles–drive like hell to God-Forgotten,
‘Make the villains plump for Blazes, and the land they’re livin, in.’

Half the local long-departed (for the purpose resurrected)
Plumped for Blazes and Protection, and the country where they died;
So he topped the poll by sixty, and when Blazes was elected
There was victory and triumph on the God-Forgotten side.
Then the boys got up a banquet, and our chairman, Pat M’Durmer,
Was next day discovered sleeping in the local baker’s bin–
All the dough had risen round him, but we heard a smothered murmur,
‘Vote for Blazes–and Protection–and the land ye’re livin’ in.’

Now the great Sir William Blazes lives in London, ‘cross the waters
And they say his city mansion is the swellest in West End,
But I very often wonder if his torey sons and daughters
Ever heard of Billy Blazes who was once the ‘people’s friend.’
Does his biassed memory linger round that wild electioneering
When the men of God-Forgotten stuck to him through thick and thin?
Does he ever, in his dreaming, hear the cry above the cheering:
‘Vote for Blazes and Protection, and the land you’re livin’ in?

Ah, the bush was grand in those days, and the Western boys were daisies,
And their scheming and their dodging would outdo the wildest print;
Still my recollection lingers round the time when Billy Blazes
Was returned by God-Forgotten to the ‘Commin Parlymint’:
Still I keep a sign of canvas–’twas a mate of mine that made it–
And its paint is cracked and powdered, and its threads are bare and thin,
Yet upon its grimy surface you can read in letters faded:
‘Vote for Blazes and Protection, and the land you’re livin’ in.’