Someone needs to wise Graeme Samuel up to the fact that petrol retailers don’t set the Terminal Gate Price of fuel in this country. Supposedly, he already knows this, but judging by this toothless tilt at the refiners, he’s merely rattling his nuts around inside his threadbare pants. Time to grow some real gonads, Mr Samuel. Perhaps Iemma’s stem cell legislation might be your saving grace. Unless you happen to be a mick, that is.