by JAMILA RIZVI
In previous Open Posts I have always been well behaved and tried my absolute hardest not to talk about politics.
That’s because most people put politics, religion and money firmly in the category of ‘not to be talked about in polite company’. But the sad reality is: I don’t really know or keep much polite company.
For my friends and I, politics is at the TOP of the list to make frivolous chitchat about with taxi drivers/hairdressers/unsuspecting work colleagues/the cute guy at the coffee shop.
In fact, I have a bunch of mates who regularly enjoy a quick game of ‘Fantasy Cabinet’ (it’s similar to a fantasy football league except substitute the players for MPs and Senators and… okay I don’t need to keep going, we’re completely ridiculous, I know. But it takes all kinds to make a world.)
I digress.
Today I’m breaking my no-politics-talk-on-Open-Post good behaviour bond. I’m busting out. I don’t care if the cops are onto me. I’ve watched enough Boston Legal to be able to know that a good closing argument, some witty repartee with the judge and a wink and a nod to the jury, means I’ll be fiiiiiiine anyway.
The truth is that when you ask me what’s on my mind it’s often politics. I’d be lying if I said otherwise, especially with the same sex marriage debate currently taking place in the House of Representatives.
This week, I’m struggling to get my head around the argument being mounted from several of our federal representatives – including those on the side of politics to which I lean – that says “I’m all for marriage equality but seriously, there are bigger issues to worry about”.