Annabel Crabb is a regular columnist, TV host and leading political commentator.
On Thursday morning, a woman whose name will mean nothing to you stepped over the threshold of Parliament House for the first time. Her arrival occasioned very little interest, aside from the slight challenge posed to Parliament's rigorous security guidelines by the fact that she carried no identification, and signed her admission form with an "X".
If the Parliament cannot take its own decision-making powers seriously, why should it be surprised when voters don't either?
The Olympics serve as a scorching quadrennial reminder of all the things most of us are not good at, like appearing publicly in Lycra, or throwing a pointy stick a really long way.
Nobody died here, to our knowledge. If you did die, please backdate your new census form accordingly.
I'm thinking of starting an occasional series entitled "Things About Which You Should Never Believe Anything That Anyone Ever Tells You".
There was a burst of the usual low-level grumbling on Wednesday when the Australian Electoral Commission released its figures on how much public funding would be paid to Australian political parties and candidates after the double dissolution election we just enjoyed.
I had a dream. There was an election but it was incredibly long. And cold.
For the first time in his life, Malcolm Turnbull has just spent two months trying as studiously as possible not to attract attention.
All political leaders have their own quirks and peccadilloes when it comes to being interviewed.
The thumbs-up, thumbs-down voting system doesn't work in politics, because politics is never that simple.
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