A gritty, brutally honest look at the state of play in the Liberal Party XI, in my latest at New Matilda. Enjoy it before the seas rise.
In other news, I have apparently made it on to the radar of the bestest people in the whole wide world: American pro-lifers! Gratifying to know my reach has extended so far, and I am now hated on at least two continents!
Showing posts with label fame. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fame. Show all posts
Friday, February 20, 2009
Saturday, August 2, 2008
The Measure of a Man
Here's a question: What do Adolf Hitler, Mao Tse Tung, Ernest Hemingway and Sarah Bernhard have in common?
Answer: they all have their own Wikipedia page.
Another answer: they are all more famous than me.
These things, I can't help thinking, are connected.
Of course, I can't make my own Wikipedia page for two reasons:
1) it would make me look slightly more desperate than this blog post does, and
2) I don't really know much about myself.
With any luck somebody will write my Wikipedia page soon, including the unsubstantiated rumour about my sordid rendezvous with Holly Robinson. Who, incidentally, has her own Wikipedia page. Feel free to edit it to mention my sordid rendezvous with her.
With any luck, once this little matter is sorted out, I will quickly become as famous as Hitler, or at least as famous as this guy. My activities are not as dramatic as his, but they do often seem to have just as little justification.
Incidentally, those of a Melbourne persuasion might want to come to the Bat Slam at Bar Open, 317 Brunswick Street Fitzroy this Wednesday night. A poetry slam with a Batman theme, I shall be there getting a shamelessly low score from ignorant judges, and the marvellous Geoff Lemon will be the feature performer. Fun times.
Answer: they all have their own Wikipedia page.
Another answer: they are all more famous than me.
These things, I can't help thinking, are connected.
Of course, I can't make my own Wikipedia page for two reasons:
1) it would make me look slightly more desperate than this blog post does, and
2) I don't really know much about myself.
With any luck somebody will write my Wikipedia page soon, including the unsubstantiated rumour about my sordid rendezvous with Holly Robinson. Who, incidentally, has her own Wikipedia page. Feel free to edit it to mention my sordid rendezvous with her.
With any luck, once this little matter is sorted out, I will quickly become as famous as Hitler, or at least as famous as this guy. My activities are not as dramatic as his, but they do often seem to have just as little justification.
Incidentally, those of a Melbourne persuasion might want to come to the Bat Slam at Bar Open, 317 Brunswick Street Fitzroy this Wednesday night. A poetry slam with a Batman theme, I shall be there getting a shamelessly low score from ignorant judges, and the marvellous Geoff Lemon will be the feature performer. Fun times.
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