Full disclosure. There have been days since May when I’ve looked down at Scott Morrison from my viewing point above the House of Representatives chamber and felt sympathy for Australia’s former prime minister.
It must be very hard to lose an election that badly, so consequentially, then have to turn up every day and listen to your political opponents conduct open heart surgery on your failings, while watching former subordinates creep away when they once followed your edicts no matter how ridiculous, laughed at your jokes and paid lavish homage.
