Our scandals suck, just ask Silvio Berlusconi

Granted in the current climate it’s not a great look, but it’s hardly getting businessmen to act as an agents to pay a prostitute to come and spend a week at your villa is it?

And it doesn’t stop there. The Prime Minister quickly pointed out that he had disclosed the donation to Parliament and put it on the interests register.

The next scandal will no doubt reveal that John “The Don” Grant donated money to a retirement village enabling old ladies to buy a new TV.

Well at least Malcolm Turnbull was still dodgy and the Government would let him know it, right?

Hardly a word. All the Government wanted to talk about was how great the economy was going.

According to Wayne Swan (who mind you was still the cross-hairs of the Opposition over utegate) the Australian public are sick of this “juvenile” behaviour and wants him to get on with the job.

Well Mr Swan may have tapped into something there, but he could have at linked the leader of the Opposition to using public funds to fly entertainers to his villa by the sea.

No dice, we should all “be focused on the kitchen table” apparently.

Sure they sniped at each other, Lindsay Tanner wouldn’t answer a question about what he said about the AFP said about where the email went, or something like that.

Where’s the accusation that somebody slept with an 18-year-old model? Nowhere, that’s where.

If you hadn’t guessed by now all of these are just some of the more recent scandalous accusations that have been levelled at Silvio Berlusconi.

The thing about this guy is that he was Prime Minister once before and people knew how dodgy he was and then the Italians voted him in again.

If Malcolm Turnbull plans to get out of this and be elected Prime Minister even once he should make this man his mentor.

At least at the end there was a bit of discussion about Turnbull’s reputation as a cat murderer.

Agriculture Minister Tony Burke implicated him in a plot to knock-off the PM’s cat Jasper, but it was unclear whether this would entail it being chopped up and put in a sack on the Lodge’s front door step or whether it would be your standard cat kicking murder.

Either way Turnbull objected to the suggestion.

Plus the currencies of real intimidation are horses heads and dead fishes.

Even if some MPs do have to have a good hard long look at themselves at the end of this week they can look to Rome and remind themselves that they don’t hold a candle to Silvio.