Tuesday, March 6, 2018

Poor Old Malcom

Oh dear:

"Turnbull himself was of course the biggest donor to his own re-election in 2016, giving a declared $1.75 million... This year, party officials hope to trot the Prime Minister out as a regular attraction in the hope his presence will loosen wallets for party events." (War chest divides the Libs, Pamela Williams, The Australian, 5/3/18)

What ever happened to the Zionist donations of yore?

I mean, it's not as if Turnbull hasn't sung for his supper.

Let me remind you how he wined and dined Benjamin Netanyahu in Australia in February 2017, surrounded by what one journalist described at the time as "a sea of [Zionist] billionaires and millionaires" (see my 26/2/17 post 'A Sea of Billionaires & Millionaires' ), and was wined and dined in return in Israel in October (see my 3/11/17 post Same Sex Marriage in Beersheba), with Netanyahu declaring that the ANZACS "opened the gateway for the Jewish people to reenter history," and Turnbull declaring that they were "fulfilling history."

Same songbook. Same page. No daylight.

Surely, no Australian PM has done more to suck up to Israel while in office than Turnbull.

But for what?

I mean, what more does the poor man have to do to loosen those wallets? How much lower can he go?

Follow the American and Guatemalan example and officially recognise Jerusalem as Israel's capital?

Jesus wept!

And you thought his biggest problem was Barnaby Joyce...

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