And for completeness sake and because we are all human, there is no point avoiding the other thing that differentiates Abbott. Fit and50-something, the runner, cyclist and former boxer in a pair of Speedos with a “love rug” is also a rarity in politics. On that note, I’m counting on more than a few women agreeing with Nigella Lawson, the curvy kitchen guru, who said: “I like an animal. Hairy back, hair everywhere. I don’t understand why a woman would want a hairless man. If I was to go for smooth, I may as well be lesbian.” Be honest, girls. Abbott has caught your attention in a way that Rudd never did. Or will. Whether that translates into votes for Abbott is another matter. But watch that space too.
I was amused to read this in my Sun Herald “the hot list of 2009” (from the very fluffy Sunday Life magazine):
Oh, how the mighty are fallen! The former leader of the Opposition has made more enemies in the past 15 months than Gordon Ramsay has in a lifetime. Was it because he was smug? Out of touch? Could it possibly have been that booming baritone voice? Probably. But let’s pause for a second and consider the man. Admit it, he’s handsome. And he gave up the leadership for a …principle. And before you curl your lip and turn the page, consider the alternative: the reptilian Tony Abbott. He may have slithered his way into the hot seat, but it’s Mal who has our loins.
I think that settles it. The only people who actually think Tony Abbott’s election has raised the sexiness of the liberal party are those who have a political stake in doing so.