Leigh Sales interview of Clive Palmer on The 7.30 Report on Monday night (28 May) was nothing more than a hysterical woman screaming at a male over some imagined wrong he had committed, which Sales believed was a solid rolled gold fact as Mr Boxhead Shorten would say. Mr Palmer is in court proceedings before a single judge in which certain interlocutory orders have been made; they are not set in concrete and the matter is far from being resolved. Ms Cait Kelly, Daily Mail has come to the aid of Sales and, if it were a male situation, it would be called the old-boy network, stickin up for one of their own. Since it is females, perhaps, we can say it’s the old-broads’ network. Sales and Kelly are a solid rolled gold pair of dumb arsed reporters.
Who ever thought Wil Anderson was funny? Only the lonely, the f**kin ABC would. What a dropkick. He’s about has funny as a hat full of farts and just as smelly. Give him the gong and send him packin; he’s no fun.
Who in the hell is Deborah Cheetham? Some jumped loony who has the distinction of being, wait for it: aboriginal, stolen generation, brought up white, Baptist, homosexual, female and last but not least, a know-all know nuttin. And to top that, is an all singing, all dancing actress to boot. What gives her the right to go on ABCTV, the Drum and shoot her big mouth off denying the average Aussie the right to express a view about whether there should be same-sex marriage? Take a running jump!