It’s time to pity Peter FitzSimons. He’s exhausted.
And why wouldn’t he be a little tuckered out, the poor fella?
After all, he’s been quite busy of late.
FitzSimons has been hard at work organising lynchings and generally hectoring us:
In 2019, you better stand for diversity, or you will lose the support of enormously diverse and newly empowered swaths of the Australian population.
Those words came after GoFundMe closed down Folau’s fundraiser and FitzSimons went on to exult in the fact that the ‘Australian mob’ (his words, not mine) had left the reservation with their pitchforks to go Christian hunting. And then, almost as if to prove FitzSimons wrong, Australians mobbed the Australian Christian Lobby’s website and doubled down their support for Izzy.
FitzSimons has been busy constructing the narrative for selected ‘victims’ and beavering away badgering us:
There is no way around it when you see the doco. Goodes was simply hunted out of the game. And to witness his treatment sheer takes the breath away.
Those words came after a documentary was released about Adam Goodes. Its general premise, I understand, is that Goodes was the victim of ‘racist’ Australia. You may remember that, unlike Folau who has been banned from playing, Goodes retired on his own terms and after being named ‘Australian of the Year’.
And FitzSimons has been flat out haranguing the guy who apparently has not been ‘hunted out of the game’:
Israel? Can you seriously make a case that you’re NOT damaging the game? You think rugby is stronger because of this debacle? #FFS!
Those words come after Rugby Australia chose to initiate action against Folau which has been so successful that, for the sake of brevity, it can best be described this way:
Since Rugby Australia decided that it was an authority on the existence of hell it has managed to get the Australian public offside in a world cup year, the New South Wales coach has quit early, crowd numbers have crashed and the Waratahs, who were leading the Australian conference shortly before Folau was sacked, managed to limp to the end of the season in 12th position overall.
I guess Rugby Australia has proven not only that hell exists but it has managed to do a fairly good job replicating it here on earth.
And, of course, there’s FitzSimons’ endless hashtag activism:
When I do a good tweet, on a good day, I’ll get 2,000 likes. On a great day I’ll get 5,000 likes.
FitzSimons used those words to explain that Twitter metrics meant Folau had lost the support of Australians. I’m not so sure about that but it was brave of the man to out himself as the Labor Party’s chief pollster for the last election.
Anyway, we should all feel a little pity for Pirate Pete.
No doubt it’s a tough slog slagging off other people, trying to get them sacked and overseeing how each and every Australian should spend their hard earned cash.
It’s a hard gig, being woke. It’s not a calling for the faint-hearted, especially when the rest of society is non-compliant. Someone should launch a GoFundMe so poor old Pete can take a holiday.
Not that he’d take it. There’s too much work to be done.
As they say, there’s no rest for the wicked…