He was one of those awful bastards that took international travel to be evidence that he was an interesting person. Perhaps he was aware that wherever you go, you are just the same person getting drunk in a new setting. Perhaps not.
Simon Farley explains that time Australia went to war with Emu folk.
This is the predictable tic of a bored media: critics everywhere meet in the aisle to pontificate about the significance of our leader’s wardrobe.