We're sorry, we're so, so sorry. We marched, we leafleted, we told our friends and neighbors about the important stories that the Murdoch-dominated press refused to cover (Murdoch's papers sell 70% of Australia's newsprint), and it wasn't enough. The Left was too disorganised and just couldn't sell themselves well enough, couldn't explain clearly enough. And now we've got a new national government with no real policies except to rip down whatever the previous government built, no matter how good it was.
The only solace I can offer the world is that our young people may well be our salvation. The Year 9 students (High School Freshman in the USA) from Newton High School (a performing arts-focused institution) were on a tour of the national capitol, and our Prime Minister (leader of the party that holds the most seats in our lower house) decided to answer a few questions. They zinged him, over and over. He begged for a guy's question, like what his favourite sporting team was, and a guy piped up.
He asked him why he had made himself the Minister for Women... My generation may have dropped the ball, but hopefully the next one will know how to scoop it up and change everything for the better.