Yesterday, upon the stair,
I met a man who wasn’t there
He wasn’t there again today
I wish, I wish he’d go away…
How did barely-legal, louche, social media douchebag Luke Creasey ever get preselected in Melbourne for the once-great Australian Labor Party? And why was he kept there reeking of hypocrisy until more than half of the electors in this grand Federation seat had pre-polled?
The answer to the second question lies in the clockwise ring of strategic swinging neighbours that surround Melbourne: Wills, Cooper, Kooyong, Higgins and Macnamara.
Already a subscriber? Log in
Subscribe for just $2 a week
Try a month of The Spectator Australia absolutely free and without commitment. Not only that but – if you choose to continue – you’ll pay just $2 a week for your first year.
- Unlimited access to spectator.com.au and app
- The weekly edition on the Spectator Australia app
- Spectator podcasts and newsletters
- Full access to spectator.co.uk
Or
Comments
Don't miss out
Join the conversation with other Spectator Australia readers. Subscribe to leave a comment.
SUBSCRIBEAlready a subscriber? Log in