And the darkness descends ...
Today is that day.
The day we effectively lose our say.
The day we hand it over to some squirmy little Bush wannabe and sit back in fear.
Say goodbye to your Industrial Relations awards, say goodbye to Telstra, say goodbye to single mothers' ability to look after their children once they're five, say goodbye to Medicare ... ah fuck it. Say goodbye to all of it.
And to top it off we can't smoke in pubs unless we are outside or in the pokie rooms (generally).
I weep.
The day we effectively lose our say.
The day we hand it over to some squirmy little Bush wannabe and sit back in fear.
Say goodbye to your Industrial Relations awards, say goodbye to Telstra, say goodbye to single mothers' ability to look after their children once they're five, say goodbye to Medicare ... ah fuck it. Say goodbye to all of it.
And to top it off we can't smoke in pubs unless we are outside or in the pokie rooms (generally).
I weep.