Kathy Jackson last night addressed the H.R. Nicholls Society, a coven of Christian conservatives once described as ‘the Liberal Party at prayer’. She called Bill Shorten a vampire, said she was interested not in money, but justice, and pretty much echoed the opinions on unions of her current lover Lawler’s friend and mentor Tony Abbott.
She sacked her lawyers on Friday, said her judge shouldn’t be her judge because he was probably corrupt and now has defied the union that employs her on twice her predecessor Craig’s wage by speaking before the one group they forbid all their members to go near, and reiterated that Craig, not she, is ‘living in a parallel universe’. It is not clear she is in her perfect mind or unaddicted to some ill-mixed analgesic or spirituous potion. She is certainly behaving very oddly, and it was mainly her testimony that her lover’s friend Abbott relied on when persecuting Craig in parliament, and breaching the Crimes Act by bidding him resign his seat and save his sanity, sunshine, or else.
How loathesome this whole episode is and how crazy the Liberals are getting; how like the Tea Party in their feral whingeing, their defiance of international reality, their poisoning of the waterhole which we all must drink from if our civilisation is to work.
And how contemptible is this greedy, wilful, vengeful, fantasising woman.
The sooner she is in a straitjacket, or a guest commentator on the Paul Murray show, the better.