Showing posts with label can't even spread a proper rumour. Show all posts
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Saturday, January 28, 2012

Gillard's White Rabbit

IT'S JUST  a thought, a dreamy little reverie, but wouldn't it be lovely to have some audio of Kim Sattler playing at Paul Revere in Humpytown. Michael Anderson had this to say about the moment Team Gillard reached out to oppressed:
“There was a lady running around here when I was doing a radio interview and she said the prime minister’s office wants to talk to you and I thought she was joking and said I’ll talk later,” he told reporters.
So maybe the reporter caught it on tape or over the phone, and perhaps can confirm that Sattler was no mere freelance gabble-guts but a direct emissary from the PM's office. That would just about do her in. It is impossible to clear this point with Sattler because she has made herself scarce.


At the very least it would be interesting to know the reporter's name and to have this question answered: "Did you hear Sattler present herself as representing Prime Minister Gillard?"

Of course it is too much to hope. A reporter with such information would have come forward by now to claim a scoop. Surely that would be the case. Don't you reckon?