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November 7, 2007
Jack Marx' style could be described, politely, as an acquired taste. Not everyone's cup of tea. Or tasteless, grotesque, totally unnecessary garbage. He's not for the easily offended.
Then again, some of us feel that way about Glenn Milne.
This is a bit late, given that we've moved on, but if you're broad minded and in the mood for a giggle you might care to take in Marx' version of the "Garrett's Gaffe" story. It's the blue version. I wouldn't recommend it to anyone who considers Steve Price anywhere between vaguely credible and a close personal friend. Or anyone with and underdeveloped humour gland like some of the commenters on the site.
A sample paragraph from early in the piece, before he lets rip:
The Big Dick Lounge is the most exclusive den at the terminal, reserved for flyers whose penises are no less than one metre in length and several in diameter, so I was a little surprised to see Garrett and Wilkins loitering among the guild to which I have been a valued member since 2002.
If you're game the whole thing is here.
The Bullring is an interesting source of background and insider commentary. The last memorably colourful Labour environment minister Graham Richardson has a contribution, in which he writes he initially thought Rudd was a bad choice.
"If Kevin Rudd was the answer, it must have been a silly question".
Albrechtson and Overington would probably say the same thing of Garrett, if their feverish imaginations ran that way. For mine, if we're going to indulge the extraordinary fantasies of political commentators they could at least reward us with some gesture towards reader intelligence.
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Lyn,
Thanks for the link to Jack Marx's satire of the Price Expose’ (of Peter Garrett). The Big Dick Lounge image is the best bit; then the caricature of Steve Price. It ended lamely, though----a dream!