Somehow he survived the Fairfax hit squads and re-emerges …
But please, no gloating (well not much, anyway) about Fairfax. Rather, make the effort to understand the Other, as they say. There they were, all on the last leg of the long march. The universities had fallen and the schools producing a fresh generation of children warned off from critical thinking. In Spring Street we still have a premier who has made no effort to root out the political operatives who pose as public servants and continue to shape policy according to their green-left will. And in the media, well paradise was just a teeny push away. Finko and Ricketty laid the groundwork and all the smarties were poised for the final assault on Rupert and his hate media.
And just then, like Lochinvar out of the West, Mrs Rinehart arrives with $84 million and not the slightest desire to make the guest list for David Marr’s next soggy-biscuit soiree.
Welcome back, Professor, I have missed your beautiful prose.