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As we near the back-end of the Malcolm Turnbull’s first term as an elected Prime Minister, the possibility of another federal election looms in the peripheral of all politicians, and some voters.
After a chaotic twelve months of citizenship scandals, Chinese collusion and workplace affairs, each and every federal MP appears to be doing whatever they can to reaffirm themselves as a household name for fearing of having to get a real job in the next few months.
Everyone except the incumbent Deputy Prime Minister Michael McCormack.
The Member for the National Party safe-seat of the Riverina has successfully avoided the spotlight after replacing the bad boy of the Cabinet four months ago – and some might argue this is is plan – after Joyce dragged both the party and their allies through broken glass over the last twelve months with revelations of both sheep and staff shagging.
The career politician who looks like pretty much like every CEO of every ASX listed company to ever exist, has made very little headlines since taking over as leader of the Nats, and in turn Deputy Prime Minister of Australia.
Political analysts say that while McCormack is not at risk of losing the support of the blueblood farmers and Italian winemakers in his electorate, he is very much at risk of being replaced the moment someone else in his party does something remotely interesting.
The Eastern Suburbs rugby dad look-alike has so-far only made media after someone found some weird shit he wrote about gay people ages ago.
Commentators say that it would be very wise of McCormack to threaten to kill a Hollywood celebrities dogs, or better yet, play overly-competitive touch football against journalists on the lawn outside Parliament House ahead of Origin Game III.
“He’s gotta at least threaten to shoot something” says one party insider.
“Or else everyone’s gunna think he’s just another wool-coat cockie”
