Why I’ve never met a conservative I could genuinely respect
Down at Jed’s just then, over my coffee, I was browsing the pages of the Wentworth Courier, hardly a last redoubt of bleeding heart liberalism in the Eastern Suburbs. Nestled amongst the adverts for Ferraris, million dollar shoe box apartments in Ben Buckler and hideous plastic surgey disasters of the social pages, was an article that caught my eye: “Injecting Centre Praise”. The article spoke of the ever-controversial injecting centre up at the Cross, pointing out things like:
- an 84% drop in ambulance callouts to heroin overdoses in the area
- a decrease in major robbery incidents of 40%
- a decrease in major stealing incidents of 30%
- anecdotal evidence of the effective disappearance of deaths from overdoses occuring on the street
in the 5 or so years since the centre opened. All well and good. But here’s the thing. The article also referred to statements from the NSW leader of the opposition (and my local member), the original 3rd man, Peter Debnam, along the lines that the opposition has vowed to close the centre should they come to power.
Am I being too harsh then by saying that the Liberal Party of NSW is promising the good bergers of the Cross
- a massive increase in wasted resources through ambulance callouts
- a large increase in major robbery incidents
- a large increase in major stealing incidents
- and far greater likelihood that you will walk out one morning and find some poor soul dead on your doorstep
?
Who votes for someone like that? Who Marge, Whom?
In other news, there’s supposed to be 7m swells all along the coast today, so I’m off to check out the awesome power of nature, and that.
