I’m frequently told by people who know me well that I’m far too pessimistic and melancholic about the state of the west and particularly about Australia. Tuesday was another depressing day, actually it has been a depressing week. First was the news last week that Gavin Newsom won the California gubernatorial recall vote, despite his administration’s gross incompetence, despite California’s soaring energy prices and despite California’s soaring crime. California, the state of Richard Nixon and Ronald Reagan, is now a state where a biological male with a history of predatory sexual crimes and indecent exposure can legally enter a female only space in a spa, take off his clothes and walk around with an erect penis in front of women and young girls, all because he “identifies” as female. That folks, is progressivism to a tee.
And then the news came in this week that soy boy pin up and all-round joke, Justin Castro Trudeau, won the Canadian election, well perhaps “won” isn’t the right word. Trudeau will be able to cobble together yet another minority government, which is ironic considering he called an early election in the middle of a pandemic in a vain attempt to win a majority. His vanity election has backfired, there’s virtually no difference between the election result today and the election result in 2019. However, despite five years of corruption, gross incompetence, embarrassing stunts, race hustling, attacks on people’s liberties, Covid mismanagement, Trudeau’s Liberals still beat the Canadian conservatives by at least thirty seats. Nobody should be surprised by this result, the Canadian Conservatives are spineless, akin to vanilla essence, they’re on a par with our own spineless Liberals and, despite the disenchantment with Trudeau, the Conservatives made no dent whatsoever in Trudeau’s majority of seats. It was an inevitable result when, instead of fighting your political and ideological opponents, you blandly imitate them, be it on Covid, culture wars, free speech, immigration and so on. So, the likelihood is that the Conservative party of Canada will be doomed to years in opposition, much like our own Victorian and QLD Liberals here in Oz are. As for the Western Australian Liberals, well, they’ll be in opposition for decades so there’s no need to think about them for a very long time. In an act of political suicide, the WA Liberals willingly and happily relinquished any attempt to responsible opposition and government with their vanity project of Zac Cockup and his far-left green policy platform which made Maniac McClown and his Labor government look responsible.
Whilst the protests in Melbourne have provided me with some good cheer, as usual the Liberals and their new leader, or should that be their old leader, Matthew Groundhog Guy, are missing in action. The failure by the Liberals to make any political capital out of the events of the last few days shows just how utterly useless they are. But why am I surprised…this was all so predictable. No wonder Dicktator Dan crows every day.
Still, I can dream. I have a dream that one day I’ll see and hear right of centre politicians and governments willing to stand up to oppose and fight the progressive left, I have a dream that one day I’ll see and hear right of centre politicians and governments willing to stand up and promote conservative and libertarian values such as religious freedom, individual liberty, fiscal responsibility, small and medium sized businesses and all those forgotten people who every day are smeared as far-right, Nazis and white supremacists by progressive scum on the left, on social media sewers and in the MSM.
But then the dream is over, and I wake up to the gruesome reality of Scott Morrison, of Gladys Berejiklian, of Matthew Guy, of John Barilaro, of Barnaby Joyce, of Matt Kean, of David Crisafulli and all the other mediocrities that infest our right of centre political parties in this country.
I know, I know I’m naïve but it’s still nice to dream and I’m not going to stop dreaming.