Dear Mr Turnbull

Until now, I have held out a tiny, tiny hope that one day you would wake up, take a good look at yourself in the mirror, feel shame and decide to be a leader of people.

I clung on to that tiny, ever diminishing hope through climate inaction, through refugee abuse and incarceration on Manus and Nauru, through mouthing platitudes and doing nothing on same sex marriage, through parliamentary stuff-ups, through tax benefits for the rich, through slapping the banks with damp rag despite their rampaging greed demanding an inquiry, through depriving the least able in our community of even more of their pitiful ration of change, through allowing destruction of our precious biodiversity to continue, through support of ridiculous earth-destroying coal mines, through an endless list of fearful inaction.

Today that last tiny hope has gone.

That you cannot even find a handful of stern words, let alone an actual rebuke, for a narcissistic, bullying, racist child of an excuse for a president of the US, just puts you in the same category as him.

If you can’t find the humanity to be ashamed, then have mine. I am ashamed of you.

Yours sincerely

Kathie Stove

 

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