Reinhard Triggs
UN Protektor?

A LONG, GROVELLING apologia in The Weekend Australian from Cricket Australia’s virtue-signalling CEO, Kevin Roberts, where he seeks to justify his decision to capitulate to a whingeing minority of transgender fascists and pervert the honourable sport of cricket.

In the past, with similar acts of treachery – if he had any sense of honour – the culprit would normally take the honourable way out by quietly repairing to his study, taking out a revolver from a drawer and summarily blowing his stupid brains out. If it was a woman, she’d jump off the nearest cliff.

My guess is that, based on the sympathies expressed by the article, even if he does have a sense of honour, Roberts would be in two minds about what to do anyway: the revolver or the cliff?

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TO LEICHARDT in the evening to celebrate with a group of friends Gillian Triggs’ appointment as UN ‘Protector’. Funny thing, Reinhard Heydrich had a similar title, Reichs Protektor – and he was blown-up. UN Protector/Reichs Protektor… I feel there’s a lesson to be learned in there somewhere.

Triggs’ appointment also coincides with the 30th anniversary of the release of Bob Geldof’s famous ‘Ding-Focking-Dong, the Focking Witch Is Focking Dead’ single. Another reason to celebrate.