When all seems lost and there's a global crisis that needs a resolution, it's time to unleash Australia's elite special envoy unit, writesJohn Longhurst.
STORM CLOUDS gathered outside and the gloom permeated the front bar.
Timeless Tom bit his fingernails, rubbed his lined face and squeezed his tired eyes.
Mick landed a couple of schooners on the bar table, placed his hands on his hips and raised an eyebrow:
Tom took a decent sip and gritted his teeth:
Let's not talk about TrumpLike the von Trapp family in The Sound of Music, many of us find ourselves trying to escape from Nazis even now.
Tom paused for a sip.
Mick sipped his schooner and clicked his tongue:
Know-All Ron had joined the bar table with a schooner and cleared his throat:
Timeless Tom shook his head repeatedly:
Autumn dawns on a now volatile Trump worldThe change of season brings the chill of uncertainty.
Mick took a sip and tut tutted:
Tom rubbed his chin:
Eyes were saucepans and jaws dropped before Mick leaned in and lowered his voice:
Tom gritted his teeth and sucked in a deep breath and raised his voice:
Oi! Oi! Oi! reverberated around the front bar.
John Longhurstis a former industrial advocate and political adviser. He currently works as an English and History teacher on the South Coast of NSW.
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