Senator Mark Arbib, the Minister for Sport, has inexplicably resigned just months before he would have received free tickets to the London Olympics.

Citing the need to spend more time with his family, the faceless, hairless Labor powerbroker is now a jobless, faceless, hairless former Labor powerbroker.
Given the Australian male life expectancy is now almost 80, Arbib statistically speaking would appear to be having some kind of midlife reassessment. But should we we call it a crisis?
That equation again. Free tickets to the greatest sporting show on earth vs more time with the wife and kids. Hmmm…
In all seriousness, Arbib is to be applauded for today’s unexpected decision. Nothing, and I really do mean NOTHING, could send a more positive message to workaholics everywhere than a man willing to sacrifice high office for domestic harmony.
As a balding fortyish suburban father who works rather long hours myself, I too face a constant battle between the demands of home life and work. This year I decided to devote Sunday nights to writing a Monday sports column each week, and I haven’t quite worked out where I’m getting those hours back.
On weekdays, I leave home at 9 and get home around 7. That’s early enough for a game of backyard cricket in summer, so I’m not really complaining.
But politicians like Arbib? Forget it. They do extra hours all over the place and they’re out of town half the time. As the Senator said today, it is a seven day a week gig.
Arbib made a poignant observation today, which is reported in full on the news.com.au rolling coverage. When he was promoted to assistant treasurer in December, he shared the news with his family over dinner.
“My daughter said to me, ‘Dad, is it going to mean more time away from home?,” he said.
“I told her it will, she started crying and said, ‘Don’t take the job Dad, don’t take the job’.
“For me that says everything about the life of a politician, it says everything about the stress on family.”
More than a few of us would do well to heed those words today. That extra half hour you’re putting in right now to get ahead? Stuff it. Go home. That’s what I’m doing right this very minute. Night, all.
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