Since everybody’s talking about this issue, I will too. It seems a disgruntled voter took the chance to sink the slipper in to former Prime Minister John Howard yesterday.
He was quickly shoed out of the place by ABC staff.
It seems to me that this so-called shoe-of-arms is a decidedly ambiguous policy. For one thing, it makes him seem like a shoe-off, with no substance. Also, what if he really decides to sock it to the Prime Minister? Is this going to become the stocking-trade of political debate? Then again, it was years ago that John Howard first started talking about flip-flops, and I’d imagine he’s still thinging the same thong now.
While it’s worthwhile trying to raise important is-shoes in innovative ways, one would hope this manner of debate will be es-shoed in future.
UPDATE! A tosser. Another tosser. (Via here and here.)
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12 comments:
Stilettos used to be the weapon of choice for political dissidents.
This shoe of opposition was a bit flat.
The best shoes to use for this are surely sneakers. No one can hear them coming...
I enjoyed your tongue in cheek response to the incident.
It's very hard to be serious about it, though some pollies and media folks have tried.
Sinking the slipper would have been more appropriate, though being truly Oz would have been chucking a thong.
Oh no, it was John Howard. Tom Jones is the preferred *thong* target.
Instead of him being asked to leave
He tells me that he won’t let me perform.
They let him have power to hitler.
Expecting women to be demure
Or do some bloody renovating
While they take my art gallery
And give it to some ease and sneeze.
Then there's ETs, nice place for poetry?
Not when the raffle is a sleaze
For sending troops overseas.
... Will Type For Footwear ...
ROFL, the first contribution to the shoe-debacle I've actually enjoyed...
It would have been a damn sight more disturbing if that young man had thrown his knickers at Howard.
Yeah, that would be total pants. Maybe people could chuck Howard hats to cover up his chrome dome.
Theme music:
"I Flight the Thongs"
er, by Barry Manolo.
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