For good or bad, I frequent the more salubrious parts of Melbourne. I saw some Josh Frydenberg supporters at Camberwell Junction encouraging people in the street to vote for Josh. Then just a wee bit later, I spied Kelly O'Dwyer supporters canvassing in Malvern. A lass with an Irish name a Tory? Extraordinary. I suppose Irish Tories must exist, but I didn't think they ever came to Australia.
The scary thing about the canvassers is that some of them seemed quite normal. A few were archetypical but some were hidden behind a cloak of being your average person who could even be your friend. Still, they are supporting Tories who are in safe seats, so no need to worry there.
It is the outer areas of Melbourne I worry about, areas where my Tradie Brother lives. In fact people in his occupation are the most susceptible to political bribes (note to self, must remind him that his father would never have voted Liberal). The outer areas may well give us Mad Monk Anthony Abbott as our Prime Minister.
My local ALP bloke Michael Danby is ok, for a politician. At least he is prepared to stand against the party line at times. Media monitors, pass on to him that as big a compliment as I can give to a mainstream politician. As for the last election, I will vote Green and direct my preferences to Labor. The idea of a conservative bible bashing Catholic as our Prime Minister horrifies me.
Worse than that, can you really trust anyone who gets up at 5am to ride a bike? For pleasure?
Another note to self, make sure Mother does not have transport to a polling booth. She'll be looking for the Country Party candidate on the ballot paper, or even the DLP.