“The trigger was a vote in Ireland. Now I love the Irish, the parliament is full of Irishmen but, these are people who can’t grow potatoes, who have a mutant lawn weed as their national symbol and they can’t verbalise the difference between tree and the number three. And then all of a sudden, Australia has to follow suit.”
- Liberal Party Adviser Grahame Morris
Now I love to see people overcome their lack of talent and ability, the parliament is full of them, but Grahame Morris is a man who looks like Count Dracula’s manservant, can’t hold down a job unless it’s working for the Liberal party (apart from a brief stint as a journalist for the Australian – which, come to think of it, is still working for the Liberal party), has spent years feathering his nest at the taxpayer’s expense (while advocating cuts to government spending on everything else), holds opinions that are two centuries out of date, calls female ABC journalists “cows”, advocated kicking Julia Gillard to death and is incapable of opening his mouth without causing offence and /or embarrassment. And then all of a sudden, Australians (approximately one third of whom claim Irish ancestry and two thirds of whom support marriage equality) are expected to listen to his opinions?
Now I’m an O’Brien, which makes me a descendent of the High King of Ireland Brian Boru, or one of his slaves, so on behalf of all Australians claiming Irish descent who support marriage equality, I say to Grahame Morris: Feck off!