But one thing that you can bet will be repeated until your eardrums turn to something probably resembling licorice:
"Labor's gigantic big new tax."
You didn't hear that here first, either.
In the past I've kind of banged on about why government by targets supported by bureaucratic sausage machines doesn't work. I've noted that Blair introduced it with a vengeance in the UK, it didn't work, and of course that nice Mr Rudd is doing the same thing here, where the result will - unsurprisingly - be similar.
Today someone asked me did I "do the math" or "do the maths." I said that when I went to school, I studied mathematics, not mathematic.
Well, actually "studied" is not the completely accurate term. John McGee, you did well as a maths teacher. You taught both of them.
Vis-a-vis the introduction of more Americanisms into our lingua franca, something else has got up my throat recently but it's been dislodged. I think because I came to the conclusion that I, too, had allowed the cultural hegemon to slide a few of its popularly accepted neologisms into my cranial cavity.
Cavity being the operative word.
I'm now quite tired and am going to (a) pack for yet another trip and then (b) have a good lie down.
Good night, Mr Abbott. You just stay away from that naughty 'Cardinal' Pell.