Is it the iced vovo mumu, the nasal voice, the fish and chip shop accent ?
No, it’s her opinions. The way she thinks. It’s personal. Deeply personal. How can a human being reach her age, and still be sooooo bloody selfish. It beggars belief that the woman has ever met anyone with a disability, a disadvantage, or from a minority group. She takes such stock from being “a voice of the people”, but I would prefer not to live in a country full of such arrogant, ignorant, selfish, stupid people. In bad clothes.
Tell me it’s not just me.
Disco Knitter 
It’s not just you. The “woman” is disgusting.
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It’s certainly not just you. It’s me too. In not-so-bad clothes. And there are lots more of us, some us in really good clothes.
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This morning’s paper has more details. It’s a scam – if she gets more than 4% of the vote (50,000 votes) she walks away with more than $100,000. More votes over that mean more money. She doesn’t want the seat, she wants the money. Grrrr!
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and me, domestically challenged, with a moderated kiwi accent and really nice skirts.
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I met her once, I was forced to spend an entire day on the same shuttle bus round the vineyards of the Hunter Valley with Ms Hanson and her disgusting entourage, her son and some other hangers-on. One of them held more than a passing resemblance to Les Patterson.
I’d like to be able to say she wasn’t that bad, but she was. After each winery she became more aggressive and belligerent, at one stage she stood up and announced (to no-on in particular) ‘this is ostraya’ with a glint in her eye that showed she was flinching for a fight.
But the worst of it was the polyester stirrup pants and the tight turtleneck. Oh, and the fact she made the driver take us 15km out of our way to drop her off at her personal residence, and I really needed to go to the toilet.
It’s not only you – even us suburban housewives find her views as distasteful as her clothes.
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