This miniscule McCormack thing, masquerading as ‘Minister’ has left the building with his flies undone. Or, has got his boxers on ass about. Does anyone remember old mate Darren – he of the 7G’s who managed to so completely bugger himself up – aviation wise – that half the operating politicians dismissed him as irrelevant?
Well, my little light has just come on – 7G’s main advisor, a man with a foot in every camp, a hunter with the hounds and a runner with the Hares; a man who believes that through his ‘bureaucratic’ connections he will be elected through the Victorian Nats; every body's best mate is now dear ol’ Mike 4G’s main aviation man - (true). Considering how Darren 7D was totally buggered by the Campbell ‘in-put’ you have to wonder why McCormack has chosen the same vehicle to nonentity as his mate Dazza.
Thing that really bothers me – is just how dumb is the DPM? If Turnbull falls off the cat – house trapeze, then Mike 4G will actually be in charge – terrifying concept. A man with an IQ the same size as his jock strap being ‘advised’ by Darren’s very own, both ends against the middle man. Maybe when he’s standing in the dole queue, wondering WTD happened; his little light bulb will illuminate the pathway to sheer folly.
“Yes Toots – set ‘em up again; I have a wonder of purblind stupidity to ponder”.
Well, my little light has just come on – 7G’s main advisor, a man with a foot in every camp, a hunter with the hounds and a runner with the Hares; a man who believes that through his ‘bureaucratic’ connections he will be elected through the Victorian Nats; every body's best mate is now dear ol’ Mike 4G’s main aviation man - (true). Considering how Darren 7D was totally buggered by the Campbell ‘in-put’ you have to wonder why McCormack has chosen the same vehicle to nonentity as his mate Dazza.
Thing that really bothers me – is just how dumb is the DPM? If Turnbull falls off the cat – house trapeze, then Mike 4G will actually be in charge – terrifying concept. A man with an IQ the same size as his jock strap being ‘advised’ by Darren’s very own, both ends against the middle man. Maybe when he’s standing in the dole queue, wondering WTD happened; his little light bulb will illuminate the pathway to sheer folly.
“Yes Toots – set ‘em up again; I have a wonder of purblind stupidity to ponder”.