Howard you like it

In a way it's good that there's some separation in time between the last Aus election and me getting my typing fingers on a keyboard as I was suitably apoplectic at the dismal result and the sheer poverty of forethought and imagination that is the lot of the average punter. If not for that distance, my rage might just blow a crater in the whole Blogger site and cause fallout on monitors for miles around.

Refreshed by the balmy weather of the West and pleased at the success of our reunion with distant family members I shall attempt to put this into perspective.

Certainly both candidates ran a 'good' campaign; that is, they articulated their respective viewpoints clearly so that we actually had some kind of choice. Howard had it too easy against Beazley and Crean and we were badly in need of an old school Labor head stomper. Being in WA was beneficial as rellies who aren't glued to the Left in their broad voting patterns thought that Latham would gain support with more time in the job. In retrospect this was always going to be an obstacle. And at least this time the Coalition's strategy was closer to mainstream concerns about mortgages and management of the economy instead of playing to the ugliest parts of the gallery by telling lies about vulnerable people. They were appealing to cautious know-nothings rather than ignorant xenophobes.

Although I take no pleasure in having a dishonest lickspittle as PM at least his success can be explained (if you don't care about our status as a sovereign state and don't mind being constantly lied to and treated like a fool), unlike that thoroughly undeserving wretch further North. If you want to see me really upset then just try electing GWB

Do not go Gentile into that good night

A blog mustn't be all about pushing barrows and pushing envelopes - sometimes it can be to share elation. Maybe that's the best use of all.

Anyway I'm back in those early stages of being in love that make the last few years of loneliness as nothing. It's a funny time to be going to Perth to shove the kids in front of forgotten rellies but perhaps it's time to think.

I find it very hard to describe how I feel. I know that's strange because love is meant to make you happy but courtship is sweet agony ^{she's not a computer nerd so will never read this - you think I'm mad} more because so much is unknown. All I do know is I was immediately attracted to her and everything she's said since only delights me more. And she reminds me of the girl I had a crush on I couldn't act upon. Like I say, she's ideal. And she loves Tom Waits.