game of tone .....
from Crikey …..
Arise, sons of privilege.
Just when you think things simply cannot get any crazier, they do. I thought our right to be bigots was just about as wild as things were going to get, but how wrong can a girl (maybe more of a dame) be? Now four Aussies a year will become knights and/or dames if considered sufficiently worthy by our esteemed (if somewhat unpredictable) Prime Minister. I guess it just goes to show that while you can take the boy out of the UK (as Tony Abbott’s mum and dad did in 1959), you can’t take the UK out of the boy - or the 1950s, for that matter.
To be honest with you, I have rather enjoyed these recent mediaeval shenanigans. Sometimes to stop yourself crying you really do have to laugh, and people have been having an absolute field day of hilarity in response to Abbott’s imperial proclamation. You can choose your own tweet of the week from this cornucopia of witty offerings collated by BuzzFeed. My personal favourite is number 18. Some of the more po-faced among us have been complaining mightily about "cheap shots" like these, but frankly, what do they and Abbott expect?
Indeed, that is the sad side of these absurd new honours. The first two recipients - Dame Quentin Bryce and Sir Peter Cosgrove - are both outstanding Australians with real and important achievements under their very different belts. They are two people who deserve to be taken seriously. Unfortunately, thanks to their ridiculous new honorifics, I now can’t actually hear either of them mentioned without giggling.
Far from honouring Bryce and Cosgrove, I feel as if Abbott has unwittingly made a mockery of them.