I get that Liberal Opposition Leaders customarily take some time for themselves after the election of a new Labor Prime Minister. We’re now more than three months into Anthony Albanese’s term and journalists are still sending flowers, gift baskets, bottles of Veuve Clicquot and their knickers to the Whitlam Suite at Canberra’s Club Bubble. The women too. That’s not an entirely bad thing for an old pug like Peter Dutton. Following the concocted ‘pandemic’ apocalypse, the then Defence Minister’s khaki Cassandra during the campaign was not only crisis overload but too highfalutin to retail. He profits from being forgotten for a while. As long as it is only a while. Dutton’s decision to reject an oily invitation to attend the government’s phony “jobs and skills” circus made Nationals Leader and wokel David Littleproud nervous but it was the right call.
One yay for that. Unfortunately, ghosting the summit to send a message of nobody-owns-me pluck isn’t being repeated where it matters most. On the “Voice” – which never ceases to be strange and sinister to write – it looks like the Opposition Leader is sticking to a gun-shy “more details” dodge while reportedly being “open” to the idea. This is strategic ambiguity, of course. To avoid alienating his party’s base while fending off a love media indictment for ‘racism,’ Dutton intends to leave well enough alone. On Tuesday, he took advantage of the kooky Shaquille O’Neill cameo to demand that Albanese comes clean: “I think it’s frankly time to stop the stunts and to answer the questions and that’s what the public deserves.” Sorry, but lying doggo is also a stunt. There are no minutiae that will redeem a plan to infect the Constitution with apartheid. Get it said.