Huh (3).

(Wednesday of Huh, Part 3)

This site has a cool interactive map showing the same-sex marriage survey results in more detail. I was pleased to see that my old stomping grounds, Fremantle (heh, and Rottnest) and Perth, beat the overall percentages tidily.


And fair play to Sydney for its overwhelming respect for equality. Sure, some of your bogan-er suburbs dragged you down, but you can’t have it all.

This generally confirms what I think we already knew, though, about the overall but not overwhelming okayness of people, and the general concentration of more liberal and open-minded attitudes in cities as opposed to the countryside.

It’s also very interesting to look at each area’s local member of parliament (you can see them listed above on the right for each area), and their respective votes for a) a legal marriage equality plebiscite and b) the actual issue of same-sex marriage. And even in the areas I’ve pictured here, it … it almost looks like the politicians are pretty consistently voting against the interests of their constituents.


This is a brilliant illustration of how fucking gutless politicians are, and how ruled they are by their fear of being voted out of office by their noisy-minority conservative underlords.

Maybe it’s time the liberal and progressive actual majority put some fear into these cunts instead. Just maybe. But nah, I guess that’s what makes us better. We’re actually civilised.

That’s all the blog posts you get for today. Move along.

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11 Responses to Huh (3).

  1. aaronthepatriot says:

    Gutless indeed, but you should find out what the MPs reasons were ;D

    And “I was pleased to see that my old stomping grounds, Fremantle (heh, and Rottnest)”

    Dude can you not make this so easy? XD

  2. Pingback: Marriage equality in Australia: Fallout | Hatboy's Hatstand

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