THE Prime Minister shall no longer be referred to as ''she'', or ''Julia'', nor any of the nastier epithets that have been applied to her.
Henceforth, Julia Gillard shall be addressed as ''Badass Muthaf---ka in Chief'', the Pulveriser, or, whisperingly, She-Who Must-Not-Be-Messed-With.
Gillard's parliamentary performance on Tuesday, in which she rained dragon fire upon the Opposition Leader for his alleged misogyny, yesterday went viral.
Which, for the uninitiated, means Gillard's thunder clap of lady-rage echoed east to west across the interwebs, from the tweedy corner of the conservative British magazine The Spectator, to the hip US femmo website Jezebel (who anointed Gillard a ''badass motherf---ker'').
As several of the commentators (none of whom vote in Australia, mind you) pointed out, Tony Abbott appeared increasingly uncomfortable as he sat beneath her volcanic anger.
The Prime Minister seemed to have stolen his famous swagger. Poached his pugilism. Abbott is supposed to be the fighter, but here she was delivering the mother of all smackdowns.
Gillard's transformation into lock-jawed killer happened just after Abbott became a feminist whose interests include watching Downton Abbey and defending the rights of women (or womyn, as they were called by his leftie foes at Sydney University circa 1977).
It is as though the Prime Minister and the Opposition Leader have performed, before our noses, an identity switcheroo, the likes of which wouldn't be out of place in an Eddie Murphy caper.
There are of course terrible cynics who claim that Labor's aggressive claims of sexism are a ruse, the perfect way to inoculate their leader against personal attacks from the Opposition, while reserving the right to personally attack him all they want.
Others point to Abbott's less-than-lamb-like past to argue that an appreciation of period drama, no matter how classy the production values, does not a feminist make.
Whatever the case, the role reversal is confusing, and leaves everybody open to claims of reverse sexism, as we saw in question time yesterday.
Just when we thought business was returning to usual, with Opposition questions about the carbon tax, things took an unexpectedly sexist turn.
The Liberal National MP Scott Buchholz, asked to table a carbon tax-inflated electricity bill, something the manager of government business, Anthony Albanese, doesn't usually allow. This time, Albanese made an exception, on account of the fact that Buchholz was a ''good bloke'', he said.
The manager of opposition business, Christopher Pyne, sputtered into life. ''Bloke is a sexist word!'' he shrieked, and rose to make a point of order.
''The member opposite referred to [Buchholz] as a 'bloke'. I put it to you, if I described one of the members over there as a 'sheila', I'd be accused of making a sexist remark so I ask him to withdraw it!''
At which point Labor backbencher, Darryl Melham, shouted to Pyne, rather unhelpfully: ''Sit down ya sheila!''
Which was either sexist against men, or women, or both. It's so hard to tell now.
