Not So Special

Scott Morrison should buy a whole book of lotto tickets, but he should probably pass it on to those SAS blokes. They’re gonna need some of his luck when the war crimes prosecutors come for them. As awkward as it must be for Smoko right now, having to suddenly switch from the politician’s reflexive fetishising of the ANZAC legend to mumbling “something-something-war-crimes” and “oh-noes-I-think-I-hear-my-mother-calling,” he’s still better off with the news cycle churning on thirty-nine state-sponsored murders by our not so fucking special forces than he might otherwise be.

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