Call it the mere passing of days, call it a miracle in the order of the loaves and the fishes, but there is no denying the end is nigh. This weekend Australians will take to the ballot box, and like orgiastic observers of a one-sided battle between Christians and lions, the electorate wants blood. Labor’s preferably, though we’ll settle for some of the Greens’ crimson. Sophie Mirabella’s too.
Having seen off the raven-haired heretic, Tony ‘mad monk’ Abbott and Kevin ‘the messiah’ Rudd are squaring off in what should have been the most religiously charged election in recent history.