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The Redhead or the Monkey.
Aug. 21st, 2010 01:20 amTODAY (since it is officially Saturday 21st where I am)...
I go to vote in my new government. It's a choice between the woman who seems to rely on autocues and snuck in at Prime Minister's spot or the man who looks like a primate and complains like a 3 year old (for real, all he does is bitch and whine). Adn he's an idiot. My god. I suppose most politicians are (is it a requirement or something?) but Tony Abbot takes the cake. And eats it all, and then attempts to say there was no cake while the crumbs are still sticking to his shirt collars.
I care very little for politics. The extent of my caring is "I may as well make my vote count, or I'll risk the greater of two evils becoming my leader" (and everytime I think that I'm reminded of 'I do not want Schlongbottom as my champion!').
I go to vote in my new government. It's a choice between the woman who seems to rely on autocues and snuck in at Prime Minister's spot or the man who looks like a primate and complains like a 3 year old (for real, all he does is bitch and whine). Adn he's an idiot. My god. I suppose most politicians are (is it a requirement or something?) but Tony Abbot takes the cake. And eats it all, and then attempts to say there was no cake while the crumbs are still sticking to his shirt collars.
I care very little for politics. The extent of my caring is "I may as well make my vote count, or I'll risk the greater of two evils becoming my leader" (and everytime I think that I'm reminded of 'I do not want Schlongbottom as my champion!').
