It is quite clear that Kevin Rudd loves a good funeral. One record his Government will surely set is to give more state funerals than any other in history. Toss in leading the hymn singing in memorial services for every killed soldier and he almost qualifies as being a professional mourner — a bit like one of those Doms of Indian who make a career of it on the banks of the Ganges at Benares. But surely it was going too far when last night when the Prime Minister put on his best melancholy accent to mourn the death of koala Sam. I mean Sam was not exactly Blinky Bill. What kind of example is our leader setting for the nation’s children when he celebrates the life of one who died of a sexually transmitted disease?