Promptly at 7:10, Michael Trout was driving his electoral car in the Esplanade, looking for our location. On his phone to an aide he could be heard shouting "it wasn't there the last time" as he looked in vain without realising the Council had moved everything to the Jetty.
As he maneuvered his car back towards the north end of Palm Cove, he saw the arrival of some 40 bikies on an array of Harley-Davidson motorcycles. 'Bikies! Oh my god! What should I do!", said Trouty.
Trout sat in his car a full ten minutes on his telephone, calling for instructions from the LNP heirarchy who had made anyone with a motorbike a villain.
Meanwhile the Federal Minister for Bloggers Warren Entsch arrived (alone), moving quickly past the gathering bikies and heading straight for the libation tent. Hair of the dog, ya' know.
The second call Trouty made was to our local police assistant
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So finally at 7:25, police officers arrived at Palm Cove and were stationed in chairs around Mr. Trout's little marquee.
Only then did Michael Trout feel safe walking to a community festival at the height of an election campaign. He was on the phone however, still getting instructions from some LNP hack on the bikies. . . .
The fact is that FNQ has NO representation for the people. It's all representation of the party leadership, back someplace 2000km away. We frankly believe Curtis Pitt is no better, and in some ways worse, getting his seat only because daddy had it. But Robin Quick? Yeeeech.
Trout KNOWS the truth about the Trinity Inlet dredging project. Trout KNOWS the truth about Aquis. But his leaders and taxpayer pay packet are more important than US, and he's been told to STFU.
What else do you need to know?