THURSDAY CHATTERBOX
Today’s Chatterbox is brought to you by a prediction that may be worth revisiting in 2019.
Today’s Chatterbox is brought to you by a prediction that may be worth revisiting in 2019.
If comma bumbler Pete gets this right, I’ll buy one of his stupid books – there’s a second-hand joint nearby – and read it on Sydney Harbour Bridge while wearing a red bandana. To complete my humiliation, I’ll invite any nearby Frenchmen to slap me.
UPDATE. The potential next NSW premier is a leftist throwback:
UPDATE II. Of course she does:
Happy Inauguration Day to all the haters and losers
The loser/hater community now faces an enemy who has become massively emboldened by that community’s own ruinous tactics. Trump’s foes are the authors of their own destruction, writes Tim Blair.
Beach clean-up a small price to pay to see fun return to Sydney
Scenes of garbage left on beaches by Christmas Day revellers have spawned outrage, but Tim Blair reckons Sydneysiders could learn a thing or two from the partying backpackers.
Heated holy rollers are making the children cry
Thousands of Australian schoolchildren still suffer climate trauma thanks to doomy teachers, academics, politicians and the media, yet none of their apocalyptic predictions ever come true, and worse still, they never apologised, writes Tim Blair.
McDonald Trump has his foes in panic mode
Serving fries at McDonald’s and poking fun at Kamala Harris’s claims to have worked there is just one of the many ways Donald Trump continues to connect with regular people and defy his delusional critics, writes Tim Blair.
Friday Noticeboard
Today’s noticeboard is brought to you by a daring public experiment. In Sydney this week, intrepid social engineers attempted to discover what happens when you combine feminism, comedy and an audience of sad wokens.
Surely No Such Damning Evidence Exists
To those who describe incoming governor-general Sam Mostyn as a lifelong activist hack whose unimpressive record can’t help but cheapen her office, I say: show me the proof.