Eye on the job, dick in the pants: a basic recipe for success.

I learnt some time ago not to talk politics over here, primarily because I hate conflict and I don’t want to piss off any conservative readers that may accidentally come my way.

For those not interested in matters of State or not in Australia and for which the following may sound like same dog different lawn, I apologise. Look away and normal programming will return shortly.

Last night I heard that John Della Bosca, a senior minister in the useless as tits on a bull broken tired NSW Government was being exposed as having an affair.

By this morning he had resigned.

Curiously, recent leadership speculation within NSW Labor had Della Bosca as the front runner to replace our deer in headlights  doomed from the outset never going to get an unencumbered run whipping post current Premier Nathan Rees.

The woman involved in the scandal spilt all the gory details to The Daily Telegraph but every major media outlet was having a gnaw on the carcass quicker than a hoard of hungry Greeks could attack a pig on a spit. (Apologies to any readers of Greek heritage.)

But what of all this? Another sex scandal involving a government minister? That is certainly nothing new.

But here we have a Government in the most ugly of death throes. A Government who has been given a second change one hundred times over. A pride of politicians given a pretty straightforward job description and entrusted by the people to do that job each and every day.

NSW Labor has always been a bear pit of factional infighting. Always. But with a strong leader at the helm those factions sign an uneasy truce filled with much pacing, glaring and reluctance. Once that leader is gone, well, here we are.

Della Bosca was always a front runner for the leadership – surely I’m not the only one to have thought so? And yet at a time the leadership was so tenuous for Rees (and don’t tell me it was less tenuous six months ago) Della couldn’t keep his dick in his pants? Really? And if that was just to hard (sorry) he couldn’t have shown a little bit more discretion?

Hell, those couches in Parliament House sure to earn their keep don’t they?

Instead, we have a government quite happy to act like it is in opposition, filling its days with factional in-fighting, back-stabbing and dirty tricks. Instead of fixing our public transport woes, traffic congestion, decline in regional investment, ensuring we have world best practice public education and health systems we have a group of individuals wrestling around in mud for the inglorious prize of power. Over what? Another group of individuals more conservative or more left than themselves?

John Della Bosca was a remarkable senior government minister. Whatever portfolio he was responsible for he ensured all wheels were firmly on the cart and all extremities firmly within the vehicle. He understood the responsibility of being a politician and got the job done.

And now, at a time when he may well have been set to run our state – and been about the only one capable to to pull it out of the quagmire his predecessors have driven it into – he couldn’t keep his dick in his pants.