Last August Triggs, a darling of hypocritical Labor luvvies, was the subject of a fawning profile by Sydney Morning Herald feature writer Tim Elliott.
“The first thing you notice about Triggs, aside from her pale honey coloured hair and pearl earrings, are her manners, which are mesmerising and create a force field of niceness, a form of very agreeable mind control.
After half an hour with Triggs, it’s possible to imagine doing virtually anything for her, which is another way of saying she is a natural born leader."
What a vomit inducing description. What I would like to do to Madame Triggs would start with a kick up the backside and go on from there.
I reckon Madame DeFarge (who sat knitting beside the guillotine in the French revolution) had the same sort of nasty facial expression as Triggs.
