Miss Tame is a bright woman whose gutsiness it would be churlish to deny. Sadly, she hasn’t been savvy enough to withstand the flattery-as-bouncer phenomenon with which feminists control their heroines. As long as the Australian of the Year hammers Liberals and conservatives exclusively, the laurels will keep coming. Were she to start berating men in the labour movement, the arts and the media, that would change quickly. Goodnight, Gracie. Anyway… is there an American of the Year, a Briton of the Year, a Fijian of the Year? This gong was already embarrassing and childish; now it’s taxpayer-funded left-wing tub-thumping to boot.