The Rise of One Nation
If you’d asked me twenty years ago whether I’d ever vote for Pauline Hanson and One Nation, I would’ve laughed so hard I’d have needed a Ventolin. Back then, Pauline was viewed by many Australians as loud, rough around the edges, politically chaotic and about as subtle as a Bunnings sausage slapped onto white bread with no onions because the council banned fun. The idea of her leading the country felt about as likely as Centrelink answering the phone in …