PO Box 88
Western Australia 6331
Ph: +61 8 9847 4632
Mob: 0419 858 963
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Jon Doust has run unsuccessfully (on more than one occasion) for a seat in parliament.
Jon's book, "How to lose an election", is no longer available, but is considered a major political
masterpiece by three people who are no longer with us, or anyone else. A copy can be obtained if you transfer $150,000,000
(Australian) to this organisation, immediately: GONDWANA LINK
|Jon's 1993 political history - see Jon Presenting his book "How to lose an election" to John
Hewson. Read selections from the book. Buy the book!
||1998, another Federal election - Jon thanks the 428 people who voted for him (plus all
the journos who gave him press coverage for the election)
Jon would like to personally thank everyone who voted for him - and as there were only
428 of you, he plans to! Please email Jon your contact details so he
can get in touch with you!
(It is probably important to note that the seat of Forrest is home to approximately
5731 Dousts, enough to make up a small town all on their own. And indeed they do. Bridgetown, a place full of Dousts,
almost Dousts, soon-to-be Dousts, the exDousts and the well Doust.)
For all of you who have been asking to see Dousty's famous "How To Vote" card, here it is:
Jon wasn't really taken seriously as a political candidate - which was exactly what he was hoping
would happen! As always, Inside Cover (The West Australian Newspaper followed his progress with great enthusiasm).
||(Click the heading to see the full article as it appeared in the West Australian, Monday Sept 14 1998)
FULL-TIME comedian and part-time political aspirant Jon Doust believes he has solved one of the great uncertainties
dogging our great democratic system.
"Why take the risk of having a protest vote for someone who turns out to be an idiot?" the 49-year-old
"Give it to me. I am an idiot. In fact, I am a professional idiot, so I know what I'm doing."
After giving Curtin MHR Allan Rocher a run for his money at the 1993 Federal election, Mr Doust is returning to
the hustings with a new target in his sights - Geoff Prosser's blue-ribbon Liberal seat of Forrest.
More than 400 voters conspired to ignore his 1993 campaign slogan - "Put me last!" - and he hopes a more
positive campaign this time around will attract at least the 4 to 5 per cent of the poll he needs to have his $350
nomination fee refunded.
A self-appointed authority on crushing electoral rejection, the stand-up comic wrote a book after his last Federal
campaign titled How to Lose an Election, a copy of which he presented to defeated Liberal leader John Hewson.
At his Lesmurdie home yesterday, he said he decided to re-enter the electoral fray this year because of concern
about the level of anger in the community. Like a safety-release valve, he offered some comic relief and allowed
people to cast a protest vote for a non-politician whose incompetence was obvious.
"Have fun and make up your own bloody mind", was his campaign mantra with T-shirts showing slogans such
as "Why not vote Doust? He hasn't got a clue either".
In addition, he wanted to brighten the electoral process, which he believed should be a time of celebration rather
than a dull and solemn affair.
"There should he clowns, jugglers and idiots at the poll booths and politicians should have things thrown
at them - nothing that would hurt them - like rotten bananas that would let them know what we really thought of
them," he said.
If the electorate did mistakenly send him to Canberra, he said it would he his duty as a stirrer to buck as many
parliamentary rules as possible.
"I'll get suspended every few weeks, I'll take my teeth out, I'll do anything to get a laugh," he said.
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Jon Doust's love affair with Inside Cover (The West Australian 16/9/98) continues -
||(Click on the heading to see a scan of how the article appeared in Inside cover - The West,Wed sept 16 1998)
WE'VE been doing a bit of a survey - asked a couple of people, anyway - and we've come to the conclusion that
this is the most boring election we've had in a long time. Boring candidates, boring policies. So thin on the ground
are the genuinely entertaining elements of this election that even that seriously under-talented comedian Jon Doust
can attract a bit of attention for his daft slogan "Why not vote Doust. He hasn't got a clue either".
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But then when you've got good friends, the balance can be redressed!
||(Click on the heading to see a scan of how the article appeared in Inside cover - The West, Tuesday Sept 22 1998)
WITH mates like Todd Shilkin, who needs enemies?
The self-confessed Scarborough funnyman was livid at our treatment of dubiously titled comedian Jon Doust who is
having a tilt at Canberra with the witty campaign slogan: "Why not vote Doust. He doesn't have a clue either."
Now we think Doust is about as funny as piles but we restricted ourselves to describing him merely as seriously
under-talented. That had Shilkin firing back with terms like "outrage" and "personal friend"
and "Professional acquaintance.".
"I don't believe (you) have seen enough of Jon Doust's work to label him seriously under-talented," he
blasted. "I'd appreciate it if Inside Cover left the belittling of Jon Doust to those who know him best."
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Email Jon Doust!
N.B. For non-Australian viewers (or those of you that have wiped John Hewson, and the election he couldn't
lose from your memory), here's an explanation of this photo!
The man standing beside Jon is John Hewson, would-be Prime Minister, the then leader of the Australian Liberal
Party, loser of the unlosable Australian election of 1993, gone and almost forgotten, cake lover, promoter of the
never to be introduced, nearly introduced, let's have a go at it, GST (Goods & Services Tax, or Get Stuffed
The photo was taken by world famous cyclist and excellent photographer, Bruce Hunt, who is still hard at work for
the Community Newspaper Group. It was taken one wintry morning in Kalamunda (West Australia). Hunt and Doust waited
for Hewson outside the Kalamunda Hotel, a respectable establishment frequented by naked bar-staff and suitable
for meeting Liberals.
As Hewson made his way to the meeting place, Jon rushed forward with book in hand, title well to the fore and on
a pre-arranged angle. Hewson looked shocked, disoriented and confused, but when Jon showed him a letter he had
written to Jon, Hewson smiled, and, like the professional he is, at that precise second, Hunt danced out from behind
a bush, camera ready and clicking. The rest is history.