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Smiles Digs His Own Political Grave – Its Time to Go Son – Get Out of the Drivers Seat and Hand the Keys Over to Del

If there is one thing that Queenslander hate in their politicians its weakness.

Joh wasn’t weak, nor was big Russ.

Beattie wasn’t either.

Annastacia Palaszczuk was strong until she fell in love and took her eye of the ball, but even then you wouldn’t fight her.

Mike Ahern and Russel Cooper and Rob Borbidge were, Wayne Goss wasn’t.

Anna Bligh gave the impression that she was strong, but didn’t maintain it for long.

Now, thanks to factional machinations enabled by effective on the ground union organising that massively lifted the United Workers Union membership and their consequent numbers in the ALP, we have Steven Miles, aka Smiles.

He’s as weak as piss.

We saw that today when he did a Beattie without the confidence and conviction by standing up and admitting he’d lied to and misled parliament, then saying sorry.

Queenslanders will cop sorry, for we are a forgiving bunch.

But we won’t cop weakness, or a bloke whose voice cracks saying it as if he’s about to cry.

If he hadn’t done so already, Smiles hoist himself on his own petard today.

Sending in the women MP’s to claim gender based discrimination by whoever it was that took a photo of Ali King’s phone only made it worse, particularly when the botox queen King and the warbler wannabe ‘Del’ Shannon Fentiman called on the gender biased bastard of a photographer to ‘man up’, without understanding the inherent contradictions and hypocrisy of their claims.

But they’ve set the boy v girl tone and we will run with it.

Man up muscles.

It’s no good having the pumped up guns if you don’t have the guts to fire them.

Even at a slick haired Elvis impersonator like Jarrod Bleijie.

Its over son.

Get out of the car and hand the keys to Del.

Let her drive into the car wreck.

At least she might still emerge from the carnage with some balls.

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