My Manifesto: The Incoherent Ramblings of a Madman

Ah - there's all of this hoo-haa about the marriage of the Tasmanian girl to the Danish prince. Tasmania is in party mode, the televisions are all a buzz with snippets and footage of the wedding.

It disgusts me that all of the country is trying to take part of this poor woman and claim it as theirs. Tasmania shouldn't be celebrating her marriage - Tasmania had nothing to do with her: becoming the person she is; or marrying the person she is.

The prime minister is there on "meet the press" saying how great it is that we have our first royal Australian - does it really matter? This poor girl has lost her entire identity as a person to become the princess of another country. She has gone through deportmant lessons, she has gone through beauty lessons, she has been made to lose weight, been given language lessons, been given grooming lessons - is there anything left of the girl who grew up in this country? if anything we should be ashamed that the Danish think so lowly of one of our citizens that they will not let a Dane marry one of them without her going through extensive polishing.

The prince may well have married a "cardboard cut-out - because this is all she has become"(RIH).