The opthalmologist and former head of the Australian Medical Association has run a solid campaign against the Labor leader, with some robopolls predicting a win for the LNP.

Their communications from the peace talks are vomitous torrents of insult and threat.

In spite of his parsonical black, and that other well-known clerical disguise, a bad case of Pulpit's Disease, the king of tears cuts a more dashing figure than the Rake, and the role is by a long shot the stageworthiest in the opera.

Two wet naps make for a pretty decent spit bath.