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Let me first say this- there have been a slew of short posts lately. I know. I'm sorry. But what to say? What to say of this ongoing tragicomic bore? Tomorrow I will offer a state of the nation, a look at what it means, all the answers wrapped in lovely electronic type. But that is tomorrow, and today is another short missive. Because the action of the day requires it. Another day of bugger all. 

Gillard addresses the Press Club and goes down a treat. She speaks on cynicism, on the circus, on the way forward. Yet again, the delivery is strong, the message not so much. In other words, she is good at this job but her party, and her party line, is pathetically muddled. If she wins she will have to clean a lot of mess. But, one gets the impression from this style of oration, an especially given her ability under questioning, that she has the skillz. 

In the meantime, Abbott announces that he's not sleeping till Brooklyn, just like Cameron did in the UK shakedown. Except, Cameron, in doing so, looked young, looked up for it, looked like something Gordon Brown wasn't. Here, it looks desperate. Or so I thought earlier this evening. But every news broadcast leads with it. Tony is going all night. Tony wants the job. Julia won a meat tray just outside Newcastle, and played pool and drank beer and soon will be asleep. Tony is on a ferry in Manly as I type, and will trawl the aisles of Neutral Bay Woolies at 3am, and maybe the Shell servo after that, and then off for a ride and so on. Maybe it's not so desperate. Maybe that, with the news of the latest Newspoll at 50-50 (which I can't quite believe...), could swing some buck toothed Barry in the electorate of West Swingbags, who sees all this and says 'that bloke wants the job- Imma give it up im'. Maybe. Just maybe. 

It's not the feeling I have though, overall. There are other stories- Joe Hockey proving why he'll be a poor Lib leader should he get the chance, the latest pratfalls (hideous ones) of the Democrats, so on. But not for now. Tomorrow, a state of the nation. And a prediction. That's right. But unlike Tony, I'm for sleep. I'm a believer. Especially for our political classes. Look what happened to the last leader who never slept, huh?