I hardly took notice when a young women accused a man connected to the Liberal (read conservative) Party of rape. I took in the bare details that the alleged rape took place after a night of drinking and the couple had gone to someone’s unlit office in Parliament house – to have a cup of tea and a scone, no doubt. I didn’t take much notice because I knew what would follow.

‘We see you, we hear you, we believe you.’

Milligan and her spiteful pals were immediately on the case beating up the usual scenario of a toxic environment in which women are always the helpless victims. Of course, the toxic environment is always one inhabited by knuckle-dragging conservative types – the male-males that Milligan hates.

As expected, more cases emerged, the last being (horror!) of someone stroking a woman’s thigh. What trauma that totally helpless young woman must have suffered.

As expected, the actions of this one man were extended to the whole herd of conservative males in Canberra. They were all guilty of raping the woman.

The cry went up from Milligan and her spiteful pals. Action must be taken! There was no end to the prescriptions to deal with the uncontrollable males roaming Canberra on the lookout for helpless young women.

When the girls’ club rose in fury about the alleged rape by a cabinet minister of a women 33 years ago, my wife asked who they were talking about. I said, ‘I haven’t a clue, but if I have to guess, it’s probably Christian Porter. ‘Why,’ said my wife? I replied, ‘Because Milligan and her 6th Grade Spiteful Girls’ Club are after him and they won’t let him go. He’s done for.’

Christian Porter is a much lesser scalp than Cardinal Pell, but a prize one, nevertheless. Now, who’s next?