Dear Queen

This is a quote from our prime minister (last night):

“I guess our country owes its existence to a form of foreign investment by the British government in the then unsettled or, um, scarcely-settled, Great South Land”

This is either a reflection of calculated antagonism or just plain old fashion block-headedness.

Seriously how does one manage to get all of foreign investment, British sovereignty of Australia, and terra nullius into one semi-illiterate inflammatory sentence?

There’s genius in there, of a sort.

The tabloid media will just blithely ignore these remarks – no one was in the forest when the bear took a crap.

The stressed white debt-rich salaried masses will, if they hear it, peg it near the bottom of the list of things to worry about (probably on par as to what to do with that old 28 inch LCD TV sitting in the garage).

There will be some internet chatter amongst the converted that will reinforce all their hard-earned and well-nurtured prejudices.

Dear Queen, can you just quit as a head of state? One simple email would do it. That would fuck the whole thing up and just think of the entertainment when everyone realises that we have no process to replace you? Watching Australia attempt an emergency fix on it’s spaghetti-junction constitution would be more fun than you have had for decades. Especially with Tony attempting to rort the opportunity on behalf of all of those who believe in 1950 and servants.