Why am I writing a political blog, you might ask (or you might not. In fact, most likely such a question would probably never occur to you. Who ever really questions the motives behind another’s impetus to create? Do you ask a fish why it swims, or a tram driver why he mumbles, or your environmental activist friend why he refuses to own a car and yet is constantly asking you for a lift somewhere? No, you don’t, do you? But perhaps you should pluck up the courage to broach the subject with him some time). The reason I started this political blog is because I looked around me to see what was going on in the world and noticed a couch and a television and a bookcase and a rug and four walls. But then I realised there wasn’t much to learn from looking around me, so I began to read newspapers and watch ABC4 and learned far more about the world that way. And one thing in particular I learned was that when it comes to politics in Australia, nobody seems to know what they are talking about. Not one of these political commentators seems to have any clue.
So I thought, well if that’s the case, then somebody like me must be perfectly qualified for the task. In fact, I am so politically ignorant that I almost feel I have a moral obligation to become a political commentator.
So, this is my blog, bleeding before you. This is me down on my knees. These foolish games are tearing me apart.
in due season,
E. Hack
