It was the final day of the Parliamentary calendar this year. It could have been full of Christmas bonhomie but instead it hit rock bottom. It was nasty, personal and bitter with the two leaders tearing at each other like backyard fighting dogs.
No one was surprised. The close numbers in the Parliament have dictated that each leader has considered themselves alternatively one or two seats away from victory or oblivion.
The history books record it was like this in the later years of the Whitlam Government, when close numbers pushed leaders to go for the jugular.
Perhaps only the oratory was better ...