…from the quill of Antisthenes the Younger
William Richard “Bill” Shorten, born 12 May 1967 in Melbourne, where his father was a waterside worker and union official. His mother was a lawyer and university academic. He was educated at Xavier College and Monash University, where he graduated in arts and law. During his time at Monash, Shorten was a founding member of Young Labor Network, a right wing Labor youth caucus. He also holds an from the Melbourne Business School.
Shorten began working in the labour movement while still a student, working part-time for federal Labor Minister Gareth Evans and later Neil Pope, a minister in the Labor state government of John Cain. After graduating he worked for 18 months as a lawyer for the firm of Maurice Blackburn Cashman, a firm which generates a large portion of its income representing trade unions.
In 1994, Shorten began his union career as a trainee organiser under the Australian Council of Trade Union ‘s Organising Works program at the Australian Workers Union, before being elected Victorian State Secretary in 1998. Before taking this post, Shorten had decided to enter Victorian state politics, and was elected unopposed as the Labor candidate for the state seat of Melton for the 1999 state election, but gave this up to pursue his career with the union. Shorten was responsible for reforming the union’s structure and halting the long-term decline in its membership.
Shorten was elected as the AWU’s National Secretary in 2001, and was re-elected in 2005. He resigned as Victorian State Secretary of the AWU in August 2006. …
And so on and so on. You can read the sadly predictable rest on Wikipedia, this time even more sycophantic to the Left than normally.
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Oops, I posted this too early. Please ignore it. I must have caught that contagious shortencurly disease. His mother-in-law Quentin Bryce would be pleased.
In the meantime, Kevin “I-shall-return” Rudd promises to the woman scorned that he would be faithful from now on:
Kevin might not return, but I will try. Australian politics can make an old man sick, you know. Poor fellow, my country.