December 06, 2003


Sydney artist Robert Bosler is in love. Or insane. Hard to tell, but if I were Mark Latham I’d be a little concerned about Bosler’s demands for intimacy:

We're going to go on a roller coaster ride with him, but isn't that what life is, in truth?

I guess so. If you’re a carnival worker.

We're going to laugh with him, shout at him, wonder with him, grow thoughtful with him ...

... love him, comfort him, honour, and keep him in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all others, keep thee only unto him, so long as ye both shall live.

We are not used to that.

No. No, we are not.

Mark has to be comfortable with how we respond to that human intimacy.

Just how intimate are we talking here, pal? Holding hands intimate? Kissing intimate? Sleepover at Neverland intimate?

He must fully realise right now his own natural and easy response to our future responses to feeling his intimacy with him.

I agree, and I urge everybody to email Latham with Bosler’s demand: When will you, as Labor leader, fully realise right now your own natural and easy response to our future responses to feeling your intimacy with you? When? WHEN?

He must address this now, within himself.

Can it wait until he’s finished beating up cab drivers?

If he doesn't, when we respond to his natural ways, en masse like never before, he will himself be uncomfortable with his own nature and we will feel it as uncertainty, or worse, rejection.

And we will be condemned to forever remain in our earthly forms, never to reach the state of Operating Thetan.

He must not grow aloof.

As those on the Left grow aloof. The Age shall not weary him, nor Tony Abbott condemn.

He must be himself prepared and natural with our unusual response en masse to his naturalness.

This en masse naturalness you speak of sounds ... unnatural.

We are not used to naturalness or intimacy in a leader now and Mark must prepare for our response to it.

By doubling his security.

This way, he stays natural, and he stays the real thing.

Robert Bosler is brought to you by Margo Kingston’s Webdiary, home of the Anti-Gravity Conspiracy.

UPDATE. Margo’s Sunday Sun-Herald column is more or less the same junk she scratched out for Webdiary on Friday -- which is linked to by the Sun-Herald column. Stereo Margo! At least she’s given us a group noun for journalists:

The collective gasp of reporters ...

Posted by Tim Blair at December 6, 2003 06:06 PM

Why is this so eerily reminiscent of Margo Kingston's attitude towards Pauline Hanson? Is Robert Bosler Margo's identical twin?

Posted by: Clem Snide at December 6, 2003 at 06:34 PM

MAN! that's ART with a capital F!

Posted by: roscoe at December 6, 2003 at 06:44 PM

Are there any men still in Sydney who aren't complete pussies?

Posted by: gaz at December 6, 2003 at 06:59 PM

Sounds like you Aussies have your own Mark Moford

Posted by: Sean M. at December 6, 2003 at 10:48 PM

Okay, I'm html retarded. Here's the link:

Enjoy the fisking.

Posted by: Sean M. at December 6, 2003 at 10:50 PM

Bosler has a response for media types like you, Tim:

Let the media tear him apart - because they will have nothing from him to tear apart. The media will be tearing apart only the substance that the media itself throws at it. Mark is silent. He, then in good time, has regathered within himself, he has created the vacuum, there is greater intensity of interest in what he has to say, and when he speaks again he speaks with incisiveness and strength and fills the vacuum with substance of his own choosing.

Yeah, Blair, you're only tearing apart the substance that you're throwing yourself at and then Latham will create a vacuum and fill it with the substance of his own choosing - probably either beer or the blood of journalists and cab drivers. Hard to tell.

Posted by: Randal Robinson at December 6, 2003 at 11:29 PM

Bosler should be Latham's campaign director:

"Mark Latham -- Filling The Vacuum With Substance Of His Own Choosing."

"Mark Latham -- Creating The Vacuum!"

Posted by: tim at December 6, 2003 at 11:55 PM

Bosler is seriously effed up. Don't be too ashamed, though, we have the same kind of freaks here as well. I blame "sexually confused" pre-school teachers. ;)

Posted by: George L. at December 7, 2003 at 12:54 AM

"I blame "sexually confused" pre-school teachers."

I blame post-modernist lit proffesors. Why didn't the editors mete out a well deserved beating for this tripe.

That's what the world needs. More beatings.

Posted by: LB at December 7, 2003 at 01:14 AM

"You NEED people like margo, so you can point your fockin' fingers and say, there's goes the mad chick. Waddat make jou? Smart?"

Posted by: Miranda Divide at December 7, 2003 at 06:26 AM

Too bad about poor Mustafa's arm.

Posted by: Theodopoulos Pherecydes at December 7, 2003 at 08:20 AM

Hey, this Bosler bloke can do SERIOUS arse-licking! Through all of the drug-addled delusion, that is the only real content here.

There is something about this article that is very, very sad. He really needs so desperately to believe that flakey Labor Right bovver boy, Mark Latham, is the answer to all of his hopes and dreams. It will end in tears, as my mum used to say!

Love this quote: "A vacuum is powerful. It sucks things into it." Bosler should know - he's got a little beauty right there between his ears.

Posted by: Bob Bunnett at December 7, 2003 at 10:56 AM

Just because you're a man who likes kissing men, dosn't mean you're gay. Robert Bosler might just be retarded, ever think of that? Huh?

Posted by: Amos at December 7, 2003 at 12:52 PM

When a guy is talking about another guy he's only allowed one "Nature" and one "Natural" per sentence. It's an unwritten rule, like a guy never brings a boyfriend to the restroom at the football game.

The word "intimate" is never appropriate. EVER!

Hell the word "intimate" is barely appropriate when a man is talking about a woman, much less so another man or livestock.

Posted by: papertiger at December 7, 2003 at 04:36 PM

The guy is an arselicker.
There, I said it

Posted by: Osamas Psychotic Proctologist at December 7, 2003 at 08:37 PM