Bolter

The nice thing about criticizing Andrew is that you can take a leaf out of his own playbook – Don’t bother to actually read anything he has written to make a reasoned analysis, just build that straw-man high based on preconceived notions.

It’s Monday so I’m going to take some warm-up swings on fellow blogger and easy target, one Andrew Bolt. For those of you who do not wish to acknowledge his existence, skip ahead a few paragraphs and I promise I’ll get to a constructive idea eventually.

I first encountered Andrew Bolt (in print) in the high school library, getting lost on my way to the daily comics. He was usually wedged in there between the crank letters and the crossword. If you think that the deplorable behavior we see on social media came about due to the internet, I draw your attention to 50/50 in the Herald Sun circa 1999. 50/50 was ‘letters to the editor’ for people too angry or incapable of constructing more than once sentence on their pet peeve to justify a ‘letter to the editor’. Now we have Twitter.

If you enjoy some skewering of Andrew Bolt you can’t go past this article here. Enjoy it as a main course and the below will be a small shared dessert. The nice thing about criticizing Andrew is that you can take a leaf out of his own playbook – Don’t bother to actually read anything he has written to make a reasoned analysis, just build that straw-man high based on preconceived notions. On that basis, here’s the rub on Andrew: He sees himself as smarter than the ‘intellectual elite’ and academics, but also yearns for their acceptance as a peer and equal.

The consistent derision from individuals that Andrew see’s as intellectually inferior has taken him to the point where all of his opinions are formed by taking a contrarian view to the people who hate him. Combine these opinions with the a pinch of showmanship and a loud dog-whistle and you have ‘Australia’s most read’ column. But it also leaves you with a massive blind spot. Even broken clocks are right twice a day, and basing your opinions on other peoples opinions will hurt you in the end.

Now the cost of being wrong for Andrew isn’t particularly high. He’ll simply find another set of car tyres to yap at. But for politicians or business people the cost is much higher. I couldn’t close this piece without touching on Andrew’s political equal in this regard, one Tony Abbott. Call it a nice sherry.

Many of us tend to see the world through a certain lens. We may also have a core competency that carry’s us to success. The ‘Scotty from Marketing’ tag fits so well because all evidence suggests that ScoMo doesn’t wake up in the morning and think ‘how do I make the country better’. Instead, ‘How do I make people think I’m making the country better’. It’s much easier to simply associate yourself with the good and run away from the bad than actually get things done. Tony’s tag was always ‘the pugilist’. Again, the shoe fit – Tony was fantastic in opposition because he took great joy in picking holes, a jab here a poke there until all defense was broken down.

That relentlessness sparring took him all the way to the lodge, but he didn’t know what to do when he got there. Never has a Prime-Minister talked so much about the opposition until he lost the job. Anyone who was surprised by the incapability to pivot hadn’t been paying attention. Tony was always far more hungry for the conflict than for resolving the issues at hand, And like Andrew – was far more motivated by what other people thought than by his own opinions.

If you are even partway through your career, the bad news is that your lens is likely well crafted by now, and is as likely to be both your core competence and Achilles heel by the time you are done. But if you can, don’t be an Andrew, don’t be a Tony. Don’t make your decisions based off other peoples opinions, and don’t set your course in order to piss them off.

Totally normal human beings

Albo must have been reading the blog, i see he has turned up in Sydney channeling his inner Hawkie to scull a beer.

Albo must have been reading the blog, i see he has turned up in Sydney channeling his inner Hawkie to scull a beer.

Sorry for giving oxygen to Sky News but Gilbert is the least worst.

Fair effort, no question – particularly with the cameras on him. Classic that the beer itself is both named after Albo and a Corn Ale. Hard to gauge how this plays in the electorate but I’m willing to bet Scotty would drink Tooheys so nil all draw?

Kind of awkward that the bartender just walks off on him at the start. Less a bloke really enjoying himself with a crowd and more someone in desperate need of that first livener. I can’t go further without showing the master at work:

Funny thing about Bob in this one, its like he doesn’t quite hear what is being asked of him, then he sees the beer and the eyes just lock in. Almost as if he spots a beer and is compelled to just grab it. Great stuff.

My last post started with the idea that the federal Labor Party are in this perpetual loop of waiting to see if the Liberal Party would fuck things up enough to win power. I quickly decided that this was unfair framing and it wasn’t a party issue, more of a dominant personality thing tied to what people want in a leader. Scott over Bill, Malcolm over Bill, Tony over Kevin/Julia. Howard over Kim (twice!) Go back far enough and it was Hawke and Keating so nothing to do with party, just competing forces at a point in time.

I still can’t quite figure Albo out. This is a guy, conceived on a cruise ship, public housing, an actual Rugby League enthusiast, hard Left of the Left. And yet spent half his maiden speech to parliament banging on about an airport runway. I’m not kidding. Seems like it was a big deal at the time.

Cheap shots aside, it is wild to me that the leader of the Labor Party can be Republic supporting, euthanasia favoring, Mard-Gras attending, pro boat arrival, carbon pricing, renewable energy guy and the Libs seem barely motivated to run up their most lazy scare campaign. They just don’t seem scared by him. Granted we are still a few months away from an election and they have been very busy tripping over their own Dicks, but still. This guy simultaneously has Bob Brown AND Malcolm Turnbulls ideology but only manages to convey 100% Camry driving senior citizen / wet blanket. How is this man only 58? (Cheap shorts were not put aside).

I’m not up with the news, but I can think of four possibilities:

  1. Age has tempered the man and he is really as boring as he looks.
  2. There actually is a WILD MAN stuck in there
  3. Party strategy is small target. Be bland as you can be and hope they hate the other blokes (and I say blokfollow the twitter for post updateses) more. I get it.
  4. He is actually doing/saying a lot of cool shit and can’t get airtime.

If its the first, I’m sad. I would have loved an election between these two blokes:

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The bloke next door

I’m starting to think being a daggy bloke pretending to be a ‘cool dude’ is actually a pretty relatable thing to do.

(For the time being) I’ve stopped reading the news sites, I’m off twitter, I don’t watch TV or listen to the radio. There are numerous good reasons for this, but all I’ll say for now is that I don’t think being well informed makes me happier or more constructive.

My almost exclusive source of news is the Betoota Advocate, a satirical news instagram account / Beer marketing strategy. This is surprisingly effective for staying up on world events. I managed to know about the resurgence of the Taliban, who won the Grand Final and that NSW had a new premier all without having to find out what 500 talking heads THOUGHT about it.

Reading Betoota today I see there is a new Quarterly Essay out on a topic I think about a lot:

I’m keen to read this one, and I’ll blog my comments if i do. I’ve read many political books and essays over the years on why elections are won and lost, and I’m getting more convinced it’s less to do with policy and more to do with which leader the voters can most identify with. I love me some George Megalogenis, Electorate Demographics and all that, but I worry that the electorate gets too much credit for rational thought, and that it really comes down to who best taps into our psyche. Recent results in WA, QLD and VIC state elections suggests we’re very supportive of whomever best embraces our collective identity at that precise point in time.

Take Scott Morrison for example. Here is a bloke who 1) grew up in the Eastern Suburbs playing Rugby 2) Only real jobs were running Tourism Australia and the state director of the NSW Liberal Party (I don’t count child actor as a job) and 3) only started following his football team when he ran for his current electorate. Your average Aussie bloke he ain’t. But dammed if he doesn’t Cosplay hard as the most vanilla uncle you ever met at a family BBQ.

Now typically most people can see through the ‘knocking up a chook shed’ shtick. But I’m starting to think that being a daggy bloke dressing up as a truck driver or a farmer like you’d rather have that job is actually a pretty relatable thing to do. Maybe Australians identify with that? What is more Australian than falling into a job you are unqualified for, pretending to cook dinner or posing for cheesy shit photos with a beer in hand.

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