When you see Joe Hockey sliding out the side entrance of the Wollstonecraft Wally -John Howard- you know that Malcolm Turnbull's leadership of the Liberals does not have much longer to run. The very fact that the advice of the PM who refused to buzz off when requested to do so by his party is being sought is bizarre. On the other hand, Malcolm may take heart from the fact that key players in the current putsch to knife him are some of the weak -kneed crew who folded like deck chairs when Howard refused to release his grip on the Kirribilli wallpaper. Come Tuesday and the plotters may have turned into the Aeroplane Jelly Club.
Rather than beat his head against a brick wall trying to lead the troglodytes out of Jurassic Park , talented Malcolm should resign, depart Canberra for good. No doubt, PM Kevin Rudd, with his puzzling propensity for finding jobs for Coalition discards, could make him a roving ambassador for emissions control .
For light relief , Little Darwin suggests, Turbull , for a mere $5.5 million , buy the old Darling Point mansion , Seaford House, which is a short distance from the “Struggle Street” flat in which he lived as a child . This pile is divided into four apartments which would provide individual accommodation for his four photogenic pooches.
No matter what happens in Canberra this coming week , and in Copenhagen , the Liberal Party will continue its eye-gouging, groin-kneeing, hair-pulling , marathon tag -wrestling contest .
