A Great Overturning seems imminent. The High Court is allowing gay marriages to occur on the weekend, and it would be surprising if they then annulled them. In our sister country Canada they occur every day and there have been, thus far, no attendant shootings, firebombs, riot, affray.
This will leave Abbott with sperm on his face and his sister exultant over the Christmas turkey. Nothing has gone right for this government and it is unlikely they will last very long. Turnbull would win a leadership battle held now and the Senate can, as I understand it, refuse Supply. The lies and lies and lies told by Christopher Pyne in the last week (Is he matching Labor’s 12.5 billion? Yes, with 3.2 billion, of course, that’s a match; well, isn’t it?) make him seem entirely insane, and he would not pass a medical examination. Scott Morrison’s daily avoidance of democratic scrutiny, annoying to even Laurie Oakes, suggests that he too is bonkers (though he does achieve some lucidity, I hear, when speaking in tongues and waving his hands) and a Senate inquiry would find him so.
As for Abbott … well, my thesis that he is six men, not one, held up when I lately heard from a friend that at a dinner party hosted by his sister he spoke up for gay marriage and said it would happen soon and he was looking forward, he said, to that ‘significant victory for the side of the angels’. He may well believe it, but he was crazy to say so.
What a mess he is in. His confessor, Pell, will be working round the clock.