And They Call Union Members Thugs?

Although the notion of voting Liberal and/or National holds as much appeal to me as the notion of having Tabasco sauce dripped into my urethra, I try not to board the bandwagon that the Libs have a problem with women. I try not to pigeonhole people, nor make assumptions, nor buy into stereotypes.

That is about to change.

From what I saw yesterday, the Libs DO have a problem with women. I'm not just talking about Tones punching a hole in a wall beside the head of a woman to whom he had lost in some debate back in his university days, nor the fact that they didn't elect Julie Bishop as their leader when she's probably the best of a bad bunch, nor the fact that their leader (hah!) made a leering remark about Pamela Anderson. Where women are concerned, people have spoken of a bullying culture that permeates the party the way a Pal fart permeates the dog's bedding You know something? This theory holds water. Lots and lots of water. A whole Pacific Ocean of water, in fact.

Reader, cast your ocular organs upon this photograph. The woman in the picture is Karyn Laxale. She is the wife of Ryde Labor candidate Jerome Laxale. The nervous little girl gripping her hand is their daughter. Karyn is going about her lawful business, which in this instance was distributing flyers regarding her husband.

The group of young arsewipes (they aren't men) circling like a pack of jackals are members of the Young Liberals, who were campaigning for the Liberal member for Ryde, Victor Dominello. Here's the bit where I make obnoxious assumptions about them (but no more obnoxious than their respective actions toward this woman and her daughter). They are a bunch of private school educated cum-rags whose respective daddies took them skiing every winter, and sailing around the Bahamas in the summer;who have been brought (dragged!) up to believe everything is theirs for the taking because they've got money which makes them the elite, unlike all those grubby peasants; that it's heroic to pick on some party that doesn't match theirs in number. To say the very least: a pack of crumbs held together by their parents' dough.

If any of you pampered Little Lord Snotlington-Wankersby types are reading this, please be informed you are a pack of snivelling poltroons. Look at that little girl: she's frightened. Does it feel good to scare a kid?  Little girl, take it from Auntie Bingells, if you say 'Boo!' to this lot, they will piss where they're standing, and ruin their calfskin loafers. I'd love to see a guy take this lot on. Cowards hunting in packs, the lot of them.

Oh, their leader Dominello did offer an apology. He telephoned his political rival Jerome Laxale to apologise. Dom, mate, just a heads up: Karyn Laxale is a person in her own right, and not a chattel of her husband. Why don't you apologise to HER, and to their daughter? I'm sure the 1950s will let you out long enough to do this.

In light of this sickening display from Dominello's craven, timorous goons, maybe the Libs would reconsider their stance on union members. You know, the one where they described the unions as 'thugs'? Looks like the Libs have a fair representation of that barbaric, lowbred sector of society in their own party.

In parting, I would just like to say to the guys who thought this okay: fuck you.