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(From Canberra Times)
L ounging in a light retreat, couched in the lazy- hazy, a vision springs from nowhere. Outside it's bright blue, sunshine streaming. And, with the curtains wide open, inside views take different perceptions - through a grey mirror darkly in a switched-off, big-screen vista. A tiny spot of shining light is flittering in deep reflection - a sun speck sparkling off my watch into a blinding pinpoint. And Dad's Army demented flick-switches into chimera cinema, snapshooting into focus, sweeping down easily on another train. It's an endoscopic, pre-psychotic, idiotic, episodic vision never been seen before. Winner, loser, wedge-hog user - a pre-poll stunt zooming into view with John Winstonic bitter twists twitching, teasing. It wharf-lands me at Kirribilli-on-Sea where Colonel Main-Warring is giving the drill, strutting in a pompous puffed-out pose. Motley troops shuffle in bored walks. Abbott's in clerical habits verging in tut-tuts, tooing and throwing punches into nowhere. Downer's in a private pike with multiple twists and double ...