Labor has turned the economy into a circus freak show.
There is no other explanation for eight out of nine quarters of falling per capita GDP.
Labor’s loons are a world-beating growth-stopper.
At their head is General Albotard: The Man with No Brain. Who doesn’t know his economic arse from his elbow.
The second act is Banty: The Human Fowl. Treasurer Jim Chalmers is half man, half chicken. A policymaker absent backbone that scurries to the coop at the first sign of lobbying.
Next comes Norko: The Woman with Three Portfolios. No matter how bad a job she does on Homelessness, Home Affairs or Cyber Security, Clare O’Neill is ready to flash her great distraction.
At the darker end of the lane is Effluvia: Ghastly Fume. Resources minister Mad King is a half-woman, half-gas apparition dug out of a coal seam in western QLD.
Finally comes Morto: Dead Man Walking. Former immigration minister Andrew Giles, whose ghost guards the entrance to Australia from India such that it can never be closed by the living.
Together, these five circus freaks have misgoverned your living standards into the ground by uncorking the immigration torrent, unleashing the gas cartel, unbalancing public spending, uncoordinating monetary policy, unbridling corporate greed, and putting unAustralianism at the centre of policymaking.
If you think this macabre sideshow can be improved by adding one more weirdo—Bandt: The World’s Wokest Whacko—then you deserve everything you get.
Vote these mutants out with prejudice.
