M’s Wollongong visit

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M in Mylan studying the menu.

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I’m over all this, perhaps especially over K Rudd

It’s not that I an in love with Julia, or happy about the way Rudd was knifed. But I suspect David Marr is on the money here:

No Kevin. This isn’t a breakdown in civility. Your colleagues are at last telling us why you were sacked. And here the political is inescapably personal: you couldn’t run the place. The result was, as Julia Gillard said yesterday and every newspaper and television station has been repeating since, ”chaos and paralysis”.

It still beggars belief that Labor leaders – with or without faces – were unable to pull Rudd into line. They deposed him and decided the government would take the rap. We weren’t told it was Rudd but the Labor government that had lost its way.

Whether this was kindness or funk, the voters were left without a narrative; Gillard was left without legitimacy; and Rudd, with his depthless self-belief, was left to portray himself as a martyr and to campaign for his resurrection…

Had Gillard said then, ”I did everything I could to salvage the situation … to try to get the government functioning”, we would have liked her more and doubted her less. The narrative would have been about rescue not sabotage. The euphemisms she used to shield Rudd left her cruelly exposed.

Had she spoken the truth, she wouldn’t have broken any news. For months before his execution the media had been reporting Rudd’s dysfunctional dealings with ministers, the relegation of his cabinet, and the ceaseless difficulty of getting the man to sign anything.

[Yesterday Gillard]  admitted the man’s brilliance as a campaigner and his appeal to the people – she might have added that both were undiminished – and finally explained he was toppled because he couldn’t govern.

She has rarely been so eloquent, so much a leader and, yes, so angry.

Whether her candour will save her is another question. It’s a bit late in the day to be finally coming clean about the defenestration of Kevin in 2010.

There is something decidedly odd about Kevin Rudd, looking back over the past few years.

See also Michele Grattan and Eva Cox.