Poor Malcolm’s deprived childhood

 

“I do not come to the leadership of the Liberal Party from a lifetime of privilege. I know what it is like to be very short of money…”
 

 

 

 

“I know what it is like to live in rented flats. For a time daddy and I had to rent a dingy penthouse in Double Bay…”

 

“Daddy even had to drive the Rolls Royce himself for a time when we couldn’t get a chauffeur; good help can be hard to find…”

 

 

 

 

“The other boys at Sydney Grammar laughed at me when I drove my new MG to school; they all drove Porsches and Maseratis…”

 

 

 

Ok, this may be bending the truth just a little and Malcolm Turnbull may well not have been born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He is however, a very rich man; Turnbull’s wealth is estimated at $120 million. Turnbull is the quintessential Eastern Suburbs silvertail. He will always struggle against the perception that he is arrogant and out of touch with the so called ‘battlers’.

Turnbull’s gaffe on football further underlined this perception. Asked in a radio interview to nominate which football teams he supports, Mr Turnbull said: “I have to confess I vote for, I support, in Australian Rules the Roosters, who of course aren’t in the Grand Final sorry the (Sydney) Swans”. (The Eastern Suburbs Roosters of course play rugby league). This might seem an inconsequential mistake, but football is religion to the average battler.

Just as the Australian electorate will never elect anyone with the title ‘Doctor’ (ask John Hewson or Brendan Nelson; we respect them but just don’t trust them) they are just as unlikely to elect someone with arch silvertail status. At least the Liberal party in electing Turnbull as leader is leaving little doubt as to which end of town they really represent.

“Alcopops? That is the sound you get when you open a bottle of vintage Veuve Clicquot, isn’t it?…”