Reports are exaggerated about deep-seated misogyny within the Federal Coalition.
Mr Dutton has apologised to the Murdoch journalist covering the Jamie Briggs Hong Kong mishap, debacle for being a “Fucking mad witch”. We agree, she and her ilk are “mad witches”. We also would like to thank Mr Dutton for keeping Witches alive in parliament. Since burning of witches was sort of kind of thrown out of favour in the late middle ages we’ve been dulled by the absence of witch burning. The last fully accredited witch, the former Prime Minister Julia Gillard, was just not “ witch-ey” enough!!! ‘Ju-liar’, and ‘Ditch the Witch’, though beautifully displayed by former PM Abbott and his front bench didn’t go far enough. What the party really wants, and I think Mr Dutton can be proud of this, is that women in politics, women not on our side of politics, and women who don’t behave in a lady-like manner are all ‘fucking witches’. Now let’s get this straight Bronwyn is formidable, but not a witch. And she dresses really nicely and expensively, which sort of excludes her.
Mr Dutton, has expressed his exasperation on inadvertently not sending the “ Fucking witch’ text, to Jamie Briggs, and that is perfectly understandable. He never ever intended it to be sent to the journalist. And Mr Briggs was kind, just to clear matters up by sending the photograph of the woman, ( sic, witch) at the centre of the ambassadorial fracas to the press to clear matters up. He didn’t ask her for permission to use her photograph, but you see, he didn’t need to cos sheilas who also don’t come across are witches also. It’s a very simple distinction, and I’m glad that since we’ve had the nice, sophisticated, urbane Mr Turnbull in office, we’ve seen a diminution of colourful language and three line slogans. And more women on the front bench. And that’s the point, ‘Witch’ is a one word slogan, and it’s quite clear that for woman-kind, it’s a singularly apt epiphet to describe a malcontent, a whistleblower, and (we use this term reservedly) compliments quite nicely the other slightly perjorative term ‘Bitch’.
Good on Mr Dutton then, for bringing back the colourful language and instilling in the electorate once again that thinking women, reactive women, and most importantly (exclude Bronnie from this equation) women who don’t act, think and walk, and talk like men are “ fucking bitches”. Quite right. So it is with some justifiable gladness and understandable mirth, we agree with Peter that ‘the journo and I’ll had a good laugh about this, and I reckon she’ll say a few unkind things about me in her next issue’, but we all know that as she works for Murdoch, the boys’ll sort her out and though she might get a bit hot under the collar, it’ll be all smoothed over. It’s just that ‘they’ have to be handled carefully cos they’re not quite, (excepting Bronnie) as robust as us all-round ‘have a laugh’ blokes. The problem is, we’re all laughing and they just can’t take a joke.
Now we’ve cleared that little semantic hurdle, we can get back onto the serious business of running the country. Still though, I’m mightily pissed off that Briggsie’s minion turned out to be a “squealer”.