So the surplus has vamoosed? Amazing! But wait, just check your bank statement. You never know what you might find.
How so? Well here’s just a thought, inspired by Johnny’s own battlers. Harry goes down (to) the pub on Thursday, and spends the pay packet on cigs, Tatts and drinks all round. The mates are happy. But the missus ain’t because there’s a sale on Saturday. Never mind; at least she can’t do much.
Now, if the polls look dicey ahead of the election, Harry’s strategy fits the bill. You empty the wallet to win a few mates. If it doesn’t pay off this time round, there’s always next time when, with nothing in the jar, Labor’s got us in debt again.
Another wild conspiracy theory? I hope so.