There’s something deeply exhausting about Pauline Hanson still being a thing. I was in high school when she first crawled out of her Ipswich fish and chip shop and onto the national political stage, and here we are, decades later, still talking about her. People I went to uni with have had entire careers, raised kids, and retired, and Pauline Hanson is still out there, microphone in hand, telling us she represents “everyday Australians.”