Despite regular church attendance , there is a wicked , unchristian streak in Kevin Rudd . Fancy Kevin asking if Malcolm Turnbull is about to start selling steak knives . The PM knows full well the last thing Turnbull would do at the present moment is let his troops near a canteen of cutlery . The tired eyed old brigade of the Coalition is conspiring against him, some of the Melbourne Club string pullers are unhappy about their diminished influence , blatantly ambitious younger Libbers are jockeying for positions of influence in the event of Malcolm’s exit, be it of his own volition or due to a samurai sword wielding assassin on a misty Canberra morn.
It has been surprising indeed to hear criticism of Turnbull from an almost forgotten person once trumpeted as a potential PM, Bronwyn Bishop. She branded him as soft , the public not knowing what the Coalition stands for . Could she be positioning herself for a key position in the Coalition -perhaps even leadership of the party ? Some three decades or more ago , a frequenter of Sydney's Angel Place coffee shops , the bouffant and neatly frocked Bishop openly told members of the legal profession she intended to become the Prime Minister of Australia.
In a Rudd one term government scenario , a prospect which causes some Tories to wet their jodhpurs , Bronwyn could perhaps sweep into power. A true fairy-tale ending to rival any week in sport reports, replete with fairy godmothers , torn groins, hammies, and miracles .
For Bronwyn to rise to the top of the political slippery ladder at this late stage it would be similar to Lazarus coming back from a triple by-pass and a bad dose of swine flu with Bob Ellis as her campaign manager.
It has been surprising indeed to hear criticism of Turnbull from an almost forgotten person once trumpeted as a potential PM, Bronwyn Bishop. She branded him as soft , the public not knowing what the Coalition stands for . Could she be positioning herself for a key position in the Coalition -perhaps even leadership of the party ? Some three decades or more ago , a frequenter of Sydney's Angel Place coffee shops , the bouffant and neatly frocked Bishop openly told members of the legal profession she intended to become the Prime Minister of Australia.
In a Rudd one term government scenario , a prospect which causes some Tories to wet their jodhpurs , Bronwyn could perhaps sweep into power. A true fairy-tale ending to rival any week in sport reports, replete with fairy godmothers , torn groins, hammies, and miracles .
For Bronwyn to rise to the top of the political slippery ladder at this late stage it would be similar to Lazarus coming back from a triple by-pass and a bad dose of swine flu with Bob Ellis as her campaign manager.
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