grange for new south wales

It’s been something of a day here in old Sydney Town. Hilarious, farcical and a bit sad.

For a while now I’ve felt that Premier Barry O’Farrell’s face was looking more and more like Munch’s famous painting The Scream.

Meaning of The Scream (1893) Painting by Edvard Munch: Art Analysis

His flesh seemed to be melting down off his skull like a late night candle. Only those huge ears and eye sockets would be left by Christmas.

Now all of him will be gone by Christmas.

Watching the news coverage tonight I saw footage of his election. CHANGE FOR NEW SOUTH WALES the banners boldly declared. GRANGE FOR NEW SOUTH WALES, as it turned out.

I’m glad he plans to retire to a vineyard somewhere. So he should. In a vineyard no-one can hear you scream.

The sad thing is this only reveals he is the sort of Premier likely to be better than the next one who rorts their way to the throne. A semi-decent bloke – far from the looniest, lunatic loon likely to take over – proves he might have been worth keeping on by the fact of his leaving.

It’s the more rehearsed crooks and shysters and Sidinosters of this world – those who blatantly ‘can’t recall’ ‘didn’t ask’ ‘don’t care’ – who stay on to run and ruin our body politic.


2 thoughts on “grange for new south wales

  1. The other Premier skewered by ICAC appears to resemble Smeagol a little more each time he’s wheeled out for comment.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s