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.
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