“I need to make clear up front I’m neither a Gillard nor a Rudd fan…”
Not because I thought I’d learn much more than I already knew about that period of government, albeit knowing it would be wonderful to watch the tenacious and deft Sarah Ferguson attempt to drag new admissions from the cast of this all too recent political mega-drama.
It’s more that I knew and still feel, that watching the key players reflect on those terrible years – Rudd and Gillard particularly – confirms what I already suspect is true about a) what makes a great ex politician and b) what makes any of us, politician or not, ultimately happy.
I need to make clear up front I’m neither a Gillard nor a Rudd fan.
When Labor was in government I was conducting frequent discussion groups and I will forever, and always, see those two figures through the eyes of the voters chronically frustrated by the dashed hopes and lost opportunities and bungled attempts at communication. I’ve only met them both in passing and not recently, so all my observations here are based on what I’ve seen through the media and stories that people close to them have told me.
We love to trash our politicians. We always have and it has become a national obsession in the last few years. Frankly it’s an extremely difficult job and as difficult today as it has been since Federation. It’s interesting then to reflect on who survives politics best, who manages to remain happy while they are in the job and happy and productive when it’s all over.