Tuesday, March 06, 2012

The real heroes of the ALP's leadership challenge

The Blowfly knows that behind every successful man there is usually a very understanding tolerant woman.

This week The Blowfly has given special consideration to the lot of 2 seemingly well-placed woman.

Not Julia! She has shown herself to be a miracle-worker after-all. She has reinforced the notion that you should never underestimate a woman just because she talks slowly and has red hair.

The Blowfly is talking about Therese Rein and Helena Carr.


Both are successful business women.

Both seem to be particularly intelligent and astute.

Neither of them seek the limelight.

But last week both their lives were changed forever by political events in Australia.

Both are going to be sincerely challenged as their husband’s lives unfold from this point on.

Ever curious, The Blowfly decided that he needed to get inside their heads and see what they were contemplating.

The Blowfly was able to track down Therese Rein in her garden in suburban Brisbane. She was enjoying a rare quiet moment with a cuppa. I alighted gently on her shoulder and tuned my psychic antennae into her innermost thoughts.

“Oh dear me, what am I going to do?........ Kevin has been so busy creating his persona with the voters that he forgot to keep his feet on the ground and hone his strategic thinking skills…….. I would never have taken on a new venture if the numbers did not look good. ………what was he thinking?..........I suppose that’s one difference between business and politics…….. even I knew that it was Caucus who he had to win over----not the poor voters of Australia?....... breakfast TV woos people into a false sense of themselves …… even Mel and Kochie probably think they could win seats if they chose to run……..and probably Carl and Lisa too!.......oh woe is me!.......I hope Kevin doesn’t swear at me in Mandarin again……..I’m going to have to build his ego again after this fall………I’m sick of this……then he’ll want me to start plotting with him again……it’ll be the same old stuff…….late nights with Bruce Hawker………long phone calls with Laurie Oakes…….oh God!....... and what about Bob Carr?........Kevin will rant and rave …….Kevin thinks he’s the only one who ever reads atlases as he goes to sleep ….…..maybe we would have the time now to enroll in a Tantra workshop…….oh woe is me………..”

The Blowfly then undertook the long hop to Darling Point to catch up with Helena Carr. She was sitting on a small balcony sipping a chamomile tea. Bob had just finished polishing his shoes for his new job and was ordering some new ties online.

The Blowfly’s antennae tuned into her innermost thoughts:

“I’ve really enjoyed this time alone with Bob…….. I guess I’d better get used to my own company again for a few years…….. I wonder how I’m going to keep him grounded……… all the travelling and talking to world heavyweights will go to his head…….he’ll get so excited….. and I’ll have to listen to his interminable theories about the future of mankind…….. Paul Keating will start coming around here again to tell Bob what to say and do………oh woe is me!......... and Richo!…….. God I’ll have to hone my tolerance skills again…….at least I won’t have to listen to all those American civil war stories for awhile……….I wonder if Bob will want to learn Mandarin like Kevin did ……looks like no more Tantra workshops in the near future……...maybe I’ll take up a new hobby…….oh woe is me!”

The Blowfly wonders why there is not some sort of Australia Day honors award for dedicated service to one’s highly important husband. If there was he has no doubt that Therese Rein and Helena Carr would be worthy recipients.

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