It is said that ‘be nice to the people you pass on the way up, because you may live to pass them on the way down’. Yet even his fiercest rival, the more credible of the media pack are the first to admit than Daniel Michael Andrews, is a man who knows how the system of government is played and not only does he know but more importantly he is a master of the art.

I did my usual trip down to pick up Ms Redhead and go to our local IGA and grab everything that we didn't know we needed. You know that shopping trip: When you don't need anything but suddenly you find yourself with a trolley full of stuff that was on special and quite

Irresistible 

That feeling when you just have to have it, no matter what. That naughty wicked slice of cake or ice cream in Redhead's case. Or mine, the anchovy paste or personal decadent slice of tomato. But what I have found over this year is not so much what I find irresistible, but more what our Governments have decided we cannot resist but they will resist on our behalf.

The former Prime Minister of Australia, Kevin Rudd, has been a busy boy lately. He has launched a petition calling for a royal commission into Rupert Murdoch's media empire ( which includes Sky News Australia ) after coming to the conclusion that News Corp was running a "protection racket" for the Coalition.

Now, we Aussies know that Sky is the home to Peta Credlin, Alan Jones, Rowan Dean, Mark Latham. Chris Kenny and Paul Murray. Not to mention one of my favourites, Gary Hardgraves. We also enjoy the insight of James Morrow, Rita Panahi and guests including the delightful Bronwyn Bishop ( who should have been our first Lady Prime Minister ) the magnificent Advance Australia  representative Liz Storer and dear John Ruddick. 

What a pack of bastards the left think these people are. Yet, to people like me, they are the link to sanity in my insane world that is Australia in the dystopian Mad Max World that is 2020. 

The colloquial Aussie-ism directed at men who lack ticker, who are seen as weak, in leadership or intestinal fortitude, is one that I have never liked is that ‘he does not have the balls’. Yet this expression wraps that vision in a nutshell.

As one like millions of Australians and those who now call this great country home, I have watched as an epidemic, greater than any mutation of a ‘flu virus, be it natural or generated in a Chinese laboratory , remain impotent and frustrated. That epidemic is not the attack on the physical senses, but the neurological ...it is F E A R!