Whitefellas (are) dreaming

It’s been a while since I posted, so perhaps this is a bit strong a way to start things up again, but here we go. I’ve watched things play out over the past few weeks, thinking that I won’t comment because no one can speak with authority on something that they haven’t experienced. Yet it…

I know you are, but what am I?

Newspapers, TV & the interwebz have been saturated the last fortnight with the fallout from Prime Minister Gillard’s spectacular smackdown on Opposition Leader Tony Abbott. So much so, I was going to let it pass without comment. But as things appear to have kicked off again, I wanted to weigh in on one thing in particular. Apologies to anyone living…

They’re pollies Jim, but not as we know ’em.

Here’s a question: Do politicians crush on their fictional counterparts in the same way us ordinary folk do?  If they can see themselves the way we do, they surely must, right? I recently finished watching The West Wing again from the beginning – in part because I believe one must relive the fictional Bartlet presidency regularly…