Oh dear, the other OMG.
Mr Atkinson is quoted as saying -
I don't know who sends me this filthy material but I get my electorate office email spammed, about 2 o'clock in the morning I had a threatening note from a gamer shoved under my door ...As yet I seem to be hated by neither gamers nor OMG members - please, please don't enlighten me - but I have noticed a possum hanging around my doorstep at 2am. (Like all good possums it has been known to burst into song, particularly when other possums or cats are in the vicinity, although somehow I doubt that it will get a gig at the SA Opera.)
I feel that my family and I are more at risk from gamers than we are from outlaw motorcycle gangs, who also hate me and are running a candidate against me.
The outlaw motorcycle gangs haven't been hanging around my doorstep at 2am - a gamer has.
The Minister can seek assistance from the SA Police, and indeed may already have done so, if the threats are serious. Public office is not a shield against any and all unpleasantness: getting the occasional nasty message from LAN kiddies is part of the job.
One might ask though whether the SA election campaign isn't getting a tad too emo ... the brave minister (presumably supported by all the "decent people", a category which seems to exclude major parts of the SA Bar and SA Supreme Court) beset on all sides by ghastliness - bikers, gamers, the "sewer" that's operated by News Corp (I'm referring of course to the Advertiser and its online presence, not Adelaide tap water) ...
Time to toughen up, princess, in the words of one of my students, and wind back the hyperbole?