Always has, always will.
Back before Australia’s chief exports were coal/uranium, it was Jason/Kylie.
Here’s the straight man on Gay’s show. Being straight.
[youtube="http://youtube.com/watch?v=U9uh5nhZhvE"]
Still doing fine: ‘Kylie snubs Jase over tell-all memoir’
What kind of utter BASTARD lies in an interview, huh?
Jonathan Rhys-Maeiyeiweers, apparently. Just what did the self-styled actOR-slash-poet-slash-perfume caddy JRM do to earn the wrath of über-serious mediablogger Roy Greenslade ? He lied. To a newspaper. And not just to any newspaper – to Metro. Having told them he was a healthy little Tudor, he went out on a bender, assumedly overcome with grief at his mother’s death.
The CAD. How could he?
We don’t know how he gets work these days. With respect, of course, but seriously, how does he?
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STOP THE PRESS:
True-or-False excerpts from the interview:
METRO: Do you worry about becoming more famous?
JRL: No. I don’t care about it. I couldn’t give a toss. Fame is just part of it but it’s not something I dwell on. It’s not like I wake up in the morning and try to get more famous. FALSE!!
METRO: You’ve never been romantically linked with any of your co-stars. How come?
JRL: There’s only room for one in my life, and I’m it. TRUE!!
Money quote: “I’d never want to be mediocre at something.”
Erm, who wants to tell him?
The whole shebang here.
The Libs from Australia show Labour/Fine Gael a thing or two about screen presence. If you want breakfast roll man to vote for you, ditch the subtle pitch at the geriatrics and the clever insinuations. And don’t, for the love of God, call him Bernard. Bernard wears a brown jumper and smells of wee.
Let there be cursing! Let there be charging the streets! Let effigies hang from lamposts! Tell the other guys, nice and loudly on national TV to Go Fuck Themselves! That’s what you should have done! I predict a riot – and the other feckers started it!
Pah, you’re not even listening. And that’s why Rabbitte got stewed.
ON WITH THE SHOW!
The Libs fire-and-brimstone bitchslap of an ad: [youtube="http://youtube.com/watch?v=uC_PDy3kINU"]
Labour’s gripping This is Bernard party political. Yawn:
[youtube="http://youtube.com/watch?v=W1s9umFo9WU"]
It’s T minus 24 hours until election time and nasty old John Howard (evil emperor – boooooooo) looks like he’s on the way out while Tintin-faced newcomer Kevin Rudd (Luke Skywalker – yaaaaaaaaay) is ready to usher in a new era of hope and prosperity. It’s your basic showdown of cartoonish good-versus-evil.
Howard to Rudd: “Your over-confidence is your weakness”
Rudd’s retort: “Your faith in your friends is yours…”
The drama!
As with any potential Labor/red flag Government, they are flush with liberal optimism, unworried by the cloud of potential financial disaster that follows them.
Who will win? The steady old domineering hand that is the Coalition/Dark Empire or Labor, the rag-tag rebels fighting the good fight on the smell of an oily rag?
Who knows!
Who has the attention span to pay attention to the debates?
No-one!
Thankfully those Labor wags have played a hulllllllarious prank to keep us distracted from it all. The 2.0 jokesters!
Selling Kirribilli House on a well-respected property website? Open for inspection, sorry, ELECTION?
Somebody stitch up my sides! (Full pic below the fold – beware, like, total MIRTH ALERT!)
