In the presence of his court jesters and an Opposition scared of its own shadow, King Albo presides over Conflation Nation. If you believe King Albo’s lot, our National Flag is now connected with national socialists. Holding portraits of terrorist leaders while chanting ‘Death, death to the IDF!’ is an exercise in free speech. But marching with the Australian flag is somehow racist.

I feel like I am Winston Smith being addressed by O’Brien, Orwell’s antagonist in 1984:

‘Power is tearing human minds apart and putting them together again in new shapes of your own choosing.’

A century on, liberal democracy finds itself once again enveloped by the ideological horseshoe with communists on one side and national socialists on the other. Only this time, King Albo is in charge, and he’s loving it.

After failing to win The Voice to Parliament referendum, King Albo was forced to cancel the Assistant Minister for a Republic.

Multiculturalism, however, now has its very own Cabinet Minister.

In Question Time on September 1, Ashvini Ambihaipahar asked this Dorothy Dixer of Labor’s Minister for Multicultural Affairs, Dr Anne Aly:

‘How is the Albanese Labor government strengthening and building upon the success that is multicultural Australia.’

In response, Dr Aly could not hold back her excitement:

‘For the first time, Australia has a standalone Minister for Multicultural Affairs.’

Aly is also the Minister for Small Business. It’s a pity that small businesses are standing alone as their hopes and dreams are dashed on Labor’s socialist beachhead.

For a beachhead it is.

I blame the Liberal Party for crowning King Albo. Sussan Ley, the would-be pretender to the throne, seems content to play the loyal opposition, tut-tutting from the sidelines while the kingdom burns.

Where is the spine? Where is the fight for the forgotten middle? Instead, we get mealy-mouthed equivocations, as if defending the flag or demanding border security might offend some inner-city salon.

But let us not forget the courtiers in this farce. The Greens, those perennial revolutionaries, cheer from the battlements, dreaming of a borderless utopia where every grievance is a virtue and every taxpayer a bottomless purse. Meanwhile, the Teals – those hybrid birds of privilege – flap about in their harbourside nests, virtue-signalling on climate while ignoring the cultural erosion below.

King Albo’s reign is a masterclass in conflation. His government conflates compassion with capitulation, diversity with division, and governance with gaslighting. Labor’s secret pact with Nauru isn’t just a fiscal folly, it’s a betrayal of the battlers who built this nation. That $408 million upfront – plus the $70 million annual tribute – could shore up hospitals, fix roads, or ease the cost-of-living crunch for families staring down empty fridges.

Put another way, that’s nearly $1.5 million per illegal immigrant, enough to fund a retired couple comfortably for the rest of their lives.

In Orwell’s nightmare, the Party rewrote history.

Here, King Albo rewrites reality: Multiculturalism as a ‘success’ imposed from on high, rather than the organic triumph of Aussies who’ve welcomed newcomers on the condition they embrace our values, not erode them.

We’re not a patchwork of tribes, we’re a nation forged in fairness, mateship, and the rule of law. Yet under Labor’s regime, the law bends for the loudest agitators, while the silent majority foots the bill.

Middle Australia has had a gutful of double standards. We’re sick of being lectured on tolerance by those who tolerate intolerance. We’re sick of flags being torched without consequence, while waving one proudly earns you the racist label. We’re sick of politicians who treat our borders like suggestions and our wallets like their slush fund.

We’re also sick of pro-Palestinian protests that cost us an arm and a leg. The Israel-Palestine conflict is a war. Imagine if King Albo was in charge when we were fighting the second world war? We’d have lost. Big time.

It’s time to dethrone the weak pretender king and his enablers and restore the throne to the people, not the ideologues. We must demand leaders who defend our institutions, not dismantle them in the name of some horseshoe theory heresy.

For if we don’t, Conflation Nation will become Division Dominion, and the socialist’s grip will tighten until even Winston Smith was concerned about our plight.

Australia deserves better. Middle Australians demand it. Thirty-four per cent is no mandate. And come the next election, Middle Australia just might deliver the royal flush King Albo so richly deserves.