So we fell for the oldest trick in the book: over-investment in a new leader. Rudd was swept into office on a tide of euphoria that was dangerous for him, and for us. Euphoria is like a drug with powerful short-term effects. We can't stay euphoric. We need substance to prop up our enthusiasm, and no politician could deliver a performance to match our madly exaggerated expectations of Rudd.Hmmmm. Doesn't the first paragraph seem familiar? *cough* Obamania! *cough*
Now he's gone. In the moment of his political execution, our breath was taken away by the apparent ruthlessness of the act, the precision of the surgery, and the cleanness of the wound.
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