A few years ago when you were still an L-plater MP you contacted us about urban liveability planning issues. You appeared genuinely interested and personally enthusiastic about making the Tasmanian urban environments more liveable through better traffic planning, multi-mobility and mass planting of street trees etc. We are the people who keep pushing this issue in the public consciousness where ever possible. You, David, were one the hopes for a new collaborative dawn we had for a better Tasmania.
You, Premier Bartlett, have in the meantime slid below the list of names we will put in our polling box on Saturday. How could we have been so naïve to see in you a new dawn.
You have increasingly shown us what is obviously your true face by personally and actively supporting a string of outright lies about an opposing party. In your own voice you continue to defend the untenable forestry policy and now he outrageous smear campaign your party has launched and is obviously intent to even intensify.
How, Premier Bartlett, can you sleep at night? How do you intend to bring up your children? How can you look your wife in the eyes? How do you expect to ever talk to any Tasmanian citizen again about a serious matter?
Premier Bartlett, you have set a new benchmark way below an acceptable mode of honest political dealings. You show no integrity. No shame. No conscience. No civility. And thus no credibility as a public figure, let alone one of prominence.
If any of “your” teachers acted like you are, he or she would likely be removed from his/her post.
How dare you assume that you can give such an abysmal example to our youth. How dare you encourage less stable members of our society to imitate you and have no shame. How dare you misuse those remaining ALP grassroots members who in many cases are trying to uphold human dignity and social justice as a worthwhile goal to strive for.
Premier Bartlett, you should be impeached, along with the rest of your party’s perpetrators.
If a smirk appears on your face when you read this (if it ever gets past your minders) because you know there are no such laws in this land, then you must know upon viewing yourself in the mirror, that you are looking at an individual that does not differ from your average con-artist.
Go home, Bartlett, hang your head in shame, enrol in a detox clinic until all the poison is out, do a few years of community work and try again later if you must.
It’s sad.
