The PR Blog

I have gout . 

It came on last night as the Australian election results came in. 

I always thought it was alcohol or cheese or tomatoes. But, for me it is stress. I am now crippled with a big toe inflamed and my toe is full of fear. 

Life, these days, has become very stressful, hasn't it? 

Friend is pitted against friend and a friend becomes a foe over something like the vaccine or political views. As we recover our composure after a change of government, I cannot help but reflect on tougher times and how people rose to greatness in a time of defeat. 

Yesterday's election result has changed Australia forever.

The real pandemic we are facing is the pandemic of misery, hopelessness and helplessness that is about the confront Australia.. . no dams, no coal fired power. power shortages and electric cars. Immigration will skyrocket and we will see our housing crisis multiply and our already failing public health system collapse under the strain. 

If we look at what has happened in America in only 18 months, we are in for economic migrants flowing in; rising prices, shortages and a general disintegration of the country we once proudly called home. 

A Labor victory is only half of the problem. It is the rise of the Green and Climate 200 mob that horrifies me. 

As election day dawns, I feel a deep sense of foreboding. All I can think of was what happened to Sir Joh Bjelke Petersen all those years ago.

I remember his loss back in 1987. I was at home and the news of his defeat came through on the radio, I cried. I could not help but think that the Queensland I loved would never be the same. And it was a fear that has been sadly well-founded.