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| All care, no responsibility | |
Sometimes, if you shout at the kids loudly and long enough, they will leave you
alone on Sunday mornings and let you watch TV in bed. For some reason the
biggest LCD TV in the house is in the one in the bedroom, so watching TV in bed
is one of the pleasures in life. Not so much of a pleasure this morning though, as one of the commercial
networks ran their in-depth story on Kevin (KRudd) Rudd. The
'meet the Rudds' interview was shot a fortnight ago, before he was revealed as
being a serial consorter with known criminals, and was still presenting himself
as the all-round-good-guy family man. Just an average guy with few kids and a
millionaire wife. The fact that he admitted that he and his millionaire wife got someone in to
iron his shirts was a bit of a giggle. [How many Australians can afford to have
their clothes ironed? Are they in the top or bottom 50% income percentile?
Which of those groups does KRudd claim to represent?] But the clincher was him talking about the 'pivotal' point in his life [Ed: the
'fork
in the road?'] where his father died. He didn't want to talk about the
cause of the car accident which killed his father. He just wanted to talk about
the problems with the hospital system which didn't save his father's life, and
the fact that his mother (left with four kids) had to find somewhere else to
live, since their house was a fringe benefit of his father's employment. KRudd hinted
that the surgeons operating on his father may have been incompetent, and hinted
that one or two were 'moved on' as a result of the inquest. He said that he
would like, one day, to actually see the findings of the inquest into his
father's death. Apparently this is what made KRudd the man he is today. A passionate need to
see that no-one would have to go through what he went through. A need to
improve to medical system, and to create a more compassionate society. Exactly
how he was 'improving the medical system' when he closed 2200 Queensland
hospital beds as a public servant was a bit of a puzzle. His nickname of
'Doctor Death' didn't provide many clues either. Doubtless he was 'just doing his job'. But the most telling thing was what the inquest report actually said.
Perhaps Doctor Death should have actually read it before speaking out.
According to the report, it contained almost nothing about the hospital care,
and was mostly about the accident itself. KRudd's father survived the accident,
and gave interviews to police before succumbing to his injuries. He admitted to
- Getting pissed at lunchtime;
- Getting more pissed at dinnertime;
- Starting to drive the 120 Km home; and
- Continually falling asleep at the wheel before drifting off the road and hitting a tree.
Yes, dear reader, this was the cause of the pivotal point in KRudd's
life. His totally irresponsible father puts himself, his family and other
people at risk by driving drunk and falling asleep at the wheel. But there's nothing in the personal KRudd philosophy about responsibility.
Nothing that suggests that people with wives and dependents should take care on
the roads; that they shouldn't drink and drive; or that they should pull over if
they are about to fall asleep. Nothing to suggest that people should take more
responsibility for their own actions. Nothing to suggest that people who put
others at risk are not victims, but perpetrators. As usual, the leftist manifesto is simply about denial of responsibility.
It was the fault of the hospital system. It was the fault of the surgeons. It
was the fault of the heartless employer. It was the fault of society. Remember: society is to blame.
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