From the carbon tax to Gangnam, that was 2012
Ah, the end of another year - full of joys, heartaches, realising dreams and breaking diets.
But before we launch full steam into 2013 let’s stop for a second to look back at what we’ve learnt these last 12 months.
Australian politics is still an ugly slag fest with both sides being led by someone infinitely less popular then one of their former leaders.
Asylum seekers, the carbon tax and budget surplus were all fodder for political point scoring as each party turned playing the man into a nauseating art, a stark contrast to the respect and care both leaders showed each other way back in January during the Australia Day riot that saw Julia Gillard lose her shoe.
Craig Thompson and Peter Slipper are two gents I’ll be happy to never hear of again, and despite some failings, most notably the sex-abuse scandal plaguing Grace Portelisi and the Premier here in SA, we should all be infinitely glad we send our children to schools here in Australia and not the gun-happy States.
We all now know what misogyny means and that Alan Jones can be an absolute prat, while Obama showed us once again that a great political orator can actually inspire.
Courtesy of Tippett-Gate, a lot of us wasted valuable time debating the merits of footballers getting paid way too much, while most of us donned some salmon and black at some stage to cheer on Black Caviar.
We were all embarrassed by James Magnussen’s dramatics at the London Games but in true Aussie style, we’ll forgive him as soon as he posts his next PB. And Shane Warne once and for all proved he is the man after landing Liz Hurley even if for some strange reason it has changed his physical appearance.
Losing Whitney Houston (incidentally Google’s highest trending search for the year) taught us all a lesson in the tragedy of substance abuse. Kate Middleton losing her bikini top and bottom within reach of a pap’s long, long, long range lens actually saw a metered return of respect and calls for privacy in the outrage that followed.
Daniel Craig is the greatest Bond of all, One Direction equals screaming and if the ladies of suburbia aren’t actually doing it, they were certainly reading about bedroom rough and tumble courtesy of Mr Grey and his 50 Shades.
A TV exec somewhere thought it would be a great idea to bring back Big Brother, while Channel 10 finally saw the light and dumped Kiwi-born TV host Paul Henry. And after Lara Bingle launched her reality show we were soon asking ‘Where the Bloody Hell Are Ya?’ as she and her ratings sank into oblivion.
While the dietitians continued to slam our fat kids, supersizing and energy drinks, Red Bull convinced a bloke to jump from the stratosphere to prove once and for all it actually doesn’t give you wings.
Big tobacco’s marketers went into melt down after being told drab olive green was the new black. Facebook floated then sunk taking millions with it, while the sneaky guys at Apple brought out a new iPhone sending the nerds nuts, while the rest of us hated the fact we needed to buy a host of new adaptors.
We learnt anyone can have a one hit wonder thanks to a paunchy, slicked back Korean name Psy and sooner then you could say Gangnam Style everyone from morning TV hosts to politicians were riding the pony.
So that’s just a fraction of the year. I hope you get to sit down tonight with your nearest and dearest and throw a few other highlights and lowlights into the mix.
In the meantime, courtesy of Joey Adams, ‘May all of your troubles last as long as your New Year’s resolutions’.
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