Thursday 21 January 2021

AUSTRALIA DAY: One nation, many peoples.

 


It's Australia Day again and once more we must brace for those who rail against celebrating it and try to spoil it for the rest.

Yes, I agree that the twenty sixth of January, 1788 was invasion day for indigenous Australians.  Eighteen years earlier, on April 29, 1770, Captain Cook had landed at Botany Bay where he and his crew looked around a bit then sailed north, looked around a bit more, foundered on a reef, repaired their ship, sailed north again and, before waving a not too impressed farewell to Terra Australis on 22nd August, 1770 planted the Union Jack on Possession Island, not even the mainland, to lay claim to it and the mainland in case Britain could come up with a viable use for it.

Indigenous Australians were then left in peace for another eighteen years while Britain made up its mind about what to do with such an apparently barren, far flung continent.  It seemed a shame to waste it but it didn't really provide them with the military tactical presence it needed to guard its trading routes and holdings in the Dutch East Indies.  Finally, however, some bright spark at the higher levels of the Public Service thought it might be a dandy place for a penal colony.

Never before did a place with such an inauspicious start become such an equitable, fair and successful country.  In the beginning and for a long time afterwards the true Australians were not treated at all well, to the extent that there are actually no original Tasmanian aboriginals left.  We can assume that not all settlers treated the indigenous people badly as not everyone is a raging, imperialist racist.  There are always fair minded people but, in general, indigenous Australians were considered, as were most people of colour around the world in the British Empire, to be not quite human.  Some proved themselves useful to the invaders, others were mistreated and still others slaughtered wholesale.

Let us keep in mind that it wasn't just the Aboriginals that the British authorities treated badly.  They treated their white prisoners appallingly as well.  Some governors of the penal colonies were better than others but the authorities in Britain, not caring for the encouraging letters sent home by released prisoners, wanted to discourage people from committing crimes so they too could, after serving their sentence, start a new life in a sunny, wide land of opportunity so they sent increasingly sadistic governors there.

This nation was once a set of scattered penal settlements run, basically, by upper level Public Servants who couldn't make the grade in Britain.  No wonder they were ill tempered.  Finally the colonies began to become self-sufficient, nay, to flourish and become self governing.  Indeed they no longer wanted to be tarred with the brush of being penal colonies and, on 10th January, 1868 the last boatload of prisoners arrived.

On January 1, 1901 Australia was federated and became a single, self governing nation but it wasn't until 1962 that indigenous Australians were allowed to vote and it wasn't until 1976 that Aboriginal Land Rights came into effect.

The situation was inequitable in the extreme but, over time, the invaders gained maturity and realized their many mistakes in the treatment of indigenous Australians and have been rectifying those mistakes and will continue to do so.  Surely now is the time to unite as the single people we should be.

There isn't a country on Earth, save New Zealand, that has not been overrun, invaded or conquered and, in New Zealand's case, it was simply because it had no human inhabitants when the Maoris settled there.  The land that is now Australia is one of the more recent cases of foreign incursion and, perhaps, that it why its indigenous inhabitants aren't ready to let go of their anger and who can blame them?

It must be considered that there is no way that the continent, would have remained undiscovered as technology advanced and transports became faster, mankind discovered how to fly and even reach for the stars.  A worse nation than Britain may have claimed Australia.  It is, I believe, fair to say that two hundred and fifty years ago, with the stiff competition in trade, discovering new territories and warring between themselves, the countries of the northern hemisphere were not kind to each other, let alone the peoples they discovered in these lands and who didn't have to ability to fend off incursions by technologically advanced invaders who viewed them as uncivilized and backward.  Slavery and abuse of these peoples was rampant and continued even after slavery was abolished by the British in 1833, the French in 1794 and the USA in 1865.  Despite this indigenous Australians were used as unpaid labour in some industries until 1960.

It would be a rare nation that is comprised of just one race of people.  I can't think of one.  Since mankind began its journey out of Africa millennia ago and some settled in Europe, others in Asia and still others in the Americas, certain racial characteristics developed.  As continents shifted and weather patterns changed people have had to change locations to find food and that often meant invading settled territories.  The races that had developed started to mix it up with other ones and so it has continued.

I have always thought it is amazing that, until now, there have remained at least four distinct races.  I will use the Wikipedia definition to name them: Caucasoid (White), Mongoloid (Oriental/Amerindian), Negroid (Black), and Australoid (Australian Aborigine and Papuan).  One definition also includes Bushmen/Hottentots.  I believe that over the next couple of centuries, thanks to global travel and the greater enlightenment of human beings, the lines between the different races will blur significantly due to intermixing.

I have watched Australia change since I was born in 1952 from a majority white country to a multi-racial one.  I admit that lately I think that this has been going on too fast.  My reason for this is not racist but culturalist, if there is such a word.  Australia has developed an identity in the two hundred and fifty years since white settlement.  It is, apart from its past treatment of Aborigines that it is now very aware was wrong, a fair minded and equitable country.  I have watched a generation of Asian (Chinese) grow up here and delighted in how Australian they have become as have the Indians.  I am, however, perturbed when I see Arab women here clad in burkas.  I shudder at the suppression of women and am not too sure if those of an Arabic and Islamist background will take up our egalitarian attitude.  Frankly, if they don't, I'd rather they leave.  When people emigrate here they fill in a long form to ensure they will conform to Australian society, but will they?

When I worked in the taxi industry I saw young, male Indian and Pakistanis deluge the industry.  They were not immigrants but aspired to be and many were dirty in their habits and misogynist to boot, although fine looking as well as pleasant as people.  If they were to be allowed to live here permanently, I hope they would learn that certain behaviours are not welcome.  These things concern me.  Immigration must not allow a culture that has developed to be overwhelmed by those with different attitudes, it's as simple as that and I think that's why a lot of Australians are feeling the government needs to slow the rate at which it takes people in and give them time to adapt, rather than let their culture overwhelm ours.

So now the descendants of the first white settlers are feeling a bit like we're being invaded but it's only a matter of the rate at which that invasion takes place.  Australia has, thus far, benefited greatly from its multi-cultural mix as people bring the good aspects of their culture with them.  In the last thirty years the Asian immigrants have had an easier time assimilating than the Italian and Greeks immigrants of the fifties and onward.  I have had Italian and Greek people I know tell me how they were called 'wogs' at school and elsewhere and been appalled.  I didn't grow up in the kind of environment where that happened, lucky me, but I've heard it enough to know it was endemic Australia wide.

A nation is like an organism.  It is a living thing that evolves.  It is not a race of people but of like minded people of various races that have agreed on a way of life.  The white settlers who invaded and took this land from its original inhabitants have evolved to be more enlightened and decent and the Aborigines are an intrinsic and valuable part of this nation.  If the 26th January invasion hadn't happened, another one would have but apart from its original horrors, it has brought benefits.  The Aborigines might have been happy to continue living as hunter gatherers with no fixed dwellings into the present day while the rest of the world developed all manner of technology and advances in medicine.  They were in harmony with the land and may, had they been able to see the future and all the amazing inventions mankind had wrought, either have wanted them or rejected them.  That we'll never know as there was nothing wrong with a life where they had all they could eat and a stunning, if harsh, environment all to themselves.  But it wasn't going to stay the same, was it?  Never could.

If the Aborigines want the date of Australia Day changed, what date would they choose in its stead?  It doesn't change anything.  I hope they will accept that the descendants of the invaders and those of the invaded are all Australians now.  We have moved too far from the past to be disparate.   I am not responsible for the sins of my forebears but I am grateful to them or I wouldn't exist.  I am part Scot, Irish and English and that wouldn't have happened if all those elements of my make up had stayed put on their little island in the northern hemisphere.  There are plenty of mixed race Aborigines now too who wouldn't exist except for the invasion. 

I will admit to one thing that bothers me about those who want the date of Australia Day changed.  There is a victim mentality involved in this and one cannot remain a victim and still move forward.  Perhaps the best idea is to create a day for indigenous Australians that will acknowledge their grievance over the invasion but I suggest they also celebrate 26th January to celebrate they are part of a great nation that has grown up to be a fair minded and accepting country.

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Sunday 17 January 2021

CASHING IN OUR FREEDOM: the push to make us a cash free society.

 

Some people believe that Covid-19 vaccines will come with a tiny computer chip in it that will enable governments to control our minds.  Really, I know such people.  To them I say: no one knows fully how the brain works so how will a chip make us compliant?  Secondly, governments can't agree with one another, so how will they come up with this plan for world domination?

It is amazing what people believe but God bless their imaginations and, certainly, we do have to watch out for subversive behaviour and attempts to control us.  Why, therefore, are people not up in arms when both authorities and commercial institutions want to trial a cashless society?  Personally the mind boggles at this real attempt at control.

If your money is controlled electronically you can be, at the government, tax office or credit company's whim, cut off from your money.  You may have cash under your mattress or in a safe deposit box but, if you can't use it as legal tender, what's the point?

Did you speak up when the idea of a cashless society was put forward?  I bet you didn't.  I lost my job to Covid ten months ago and that was because the work simply dried up.  Nonetheless at every opportunity I warned my customers of allowing the government and banks to push us to a cashless society.  They didn't seem too perturbed, which worried me.  Australians are a wonderful bunch but, having grown up in a fairly ideal and fair society, they don't see danger coming until it hits them in the face.

I remember almost thirty years ago, when my parents were living in Perth, WA, the Federal government pushed for an identity card.  Everyone, including my parents, was appalled.  They even joined the march through the streets of Perth to object to the card.  I couldn't really see the problem with it because the government already knew everything about everybody anyway.  I mean people had driver's licenses, tax numbers, Medicare cards and such.  This just didn't seem such a stretch to me but I admired my parents for standing up and asserting their objection peacefully and, thankfully, the government in Australia really does pay attention to numbers because they mean votes.  The identity card never did make it through Parliament after the strenuous objections.

These days I like online newspapers and their comments sections.  When a paper was hard copy, only a few people were literate and topical enough to have their letters to the Editor printed.  I know the Editors choose letters representing both sides of an argument because my father and grand-father were newspaper editors.  Of course I'm talking about unbiased media and you have to read between the lines, but most Australian newspapers are reasonable in the letters they print expressing readers' views.

Now back to why I like online papers.  When an article hits a nerve on a topical subject there can be over seven hundred online comments and that wasn't possible with hard copy.  The editors do peruse them to make sure they are not too inflammatory.  I know this as, occasionally, they don't print what I write and I have to amend my comment.  The sheer quantity of feedback is noted by government bodies and it gives them feedback on the way voters are thinking.  I've often seen our Queensland Premier reacting after a news item generated hundreds of comments and having to change the government's plan due to popular opinion.

Take for example this last week of January 11 to 18, 2021.  A quarantine hotel cleaner in Brisbane caught Covid.   The government addresses the populace through the media stating they don't know how she caught the new, more contagious strain, but they're working on finding out.  Hundreds of comments poured in following the online newspaper article, including one of mine, that the air-conditioning was likely to blame.  The news bulletin on television that night had the government agreeing it could be the air-conditioning or balcony contact.  But everyone was taken out of the hotel fast.  That's people power.  Why no one had thought of the air-conditioning, central and pumped throughout the rooms, defies understanding, but no one in authority apparently had.

I hope you see where I'm heading with this.  If you're not worried about becoming a cashless society, please think again and, if you decide it is a bad idea, please start to object peacefully, vocally, online and by discussing it with people you know so that they might also think about it too.  When a freedom is gone, it's gone and usually only violent rebellion can restore it.

The Internet, mass communication and the electronic ease of doing things is wonderful in so many ways but everything comes with a good and bad side.  In fact the better something is, the worse is its dark side.  This is the time to protect our freedoms.  The world moves so fast now, we may lose them before we have the time to do something about them.

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Saturday 9 January 2021

KEEPING OUR CHINS UP POST 2020.

Sitting here twiddling my thumbs during a three day Covid lockdown in Brisbane, Australia, a city and country both blessed with good Covid management and low infection figures, I think about the past and the challenges humanity has suffered, both self inflicted and those inflicted by nature.

2020 has, for those who have survived, or not caught Covid, been tiresome to say the least but how bad is tiresome compared to what the human race has already survived?

I am sixty-eight years of age.  That may seem old to some of you, but it isn't.  In today's world it is probably safe to say that it's just past middle age.  I lost my job to Covid ten months ago and I was healthy and going strong.  I thought, and still hope, to live into my eighties but now there is a large question mark hovering over me.  How long will this pandemic last and will I be able to avoid it?  For someone of my generation born into a world without global war, with penicillin and all the amenities I could desire, that's hard to accept and I'm trying to come to terms with it.

There are conspiracy theorists at large who don't believe in the virus and I know some of them.  I have a suspicion they hold this belief because, living in a world where most diseases are controllable and where wars occur in far off third world countries, they just don't believe this pandemic can be so potent that it has governments scared.  Many also believe it is a conspiracy by an elite, global and powerful few who wish to control the population of the planet by using a non-existent virus to fool them into behaving according to their wishes.  Hitler thought he could control the population and that his Reich would last a thousand years and it barely lasted twenty.  Good luck to anybody who tries the same because you just can't control hundreds of billions of people even if seventy percent or so have have an only average IQ.  People, thankfully, have this tendency to rebel.  It may lead to wars but you have to overthrow despots.

I am far more afraid of a teensy-weensy virus than I am of some global plot.  There is honour in fighting for what you believe in but none in fighting a virus.  It holds no beliefs, it doesn't see your sacrifice, it just wants to replicate in you.  To me that is an ignominious way to die and, even if it doesn't kill you, it can leave you extremely debilitated.

It's been a hundred years since the last global pandemic and, in between, there have been two world wars.  There's also been a myriad of other things going on but after all that time, after all the technological and medical advances the human race has achieved, we didn't honestly believe a mere virus could get us.

I sometimes lie awake these nights wondering if I've stepped into an alternate reality and this isn't really happening.  Now I've always thought of myself as a realist but even I feel like Alice who has stepped behind the looking glass.  It's so weird to think our world has been stopped in its tracks by this invisible threat that travels amongst us in our friends, people on the street, surfaces, everywhere.

Throughout world history people have accepted, until approximately, one hundred years ago, that they could lose family, young children and friends to disease.  Women died in childbirth, their children died of Scarlet Fever or any number of other complaints.  Disease was an accepted, if unwelcome, part of life.  Ether and anesthetics also made it possible to save people because surgery became possible,

For almost one hundred years the human race, at least in non third world countries, has been feeling pretty secure when it comes to viruses and although cancer and some other diseases have not been defeated, many advances have been made to prolong life and also cure people.

The last nasty virus to rear its ugly little head was HIV in the eighties, or thereabouts, but incredible advances have also been made to subdue it.  The Covid-19 virus is, however, a real wake up call.  Basically we've been thrown back in time a hundred years.  Our confidence has been shattered and, for the first time in decades, we don't know what's coming next.

This made it interesting to watch the enthusiasm around the 2021 New Year celebrations, what there were of them, as if we could leave 2020 and the virus behind us.  I really don't think so.  Even if a vaccine can halt its progress, a lot more damage has been done than just to our physical health.  We have all suffered a mental setback of some significance.  I also look at my grand-children and wonder how the memory of what has happened, from the reactions of adults close to them, to the home schooling, to having to take precautions and the concern they sense from those around them, including the media, will affect them.

Some will come through unscathed but the memory will remain and, hopefully, it will make them tougher and better prepared than we adults have been this time around.  I remember being a highly strung child and every night thought I would hear on the news that the world would end tomorrow.  I'm not kidding but here I still am.  Happily my grand-children seem more grounded than I was but I hope this extraordinary time will not leave them traumatized.  We may survive it but it would be nice to move forward with our heads firmly on our shoulders and with hope rather than to wait for the next disaster that awaits us.

I try now to look back to past generations for some inspiration and backbone, to those who survived world wars, pestilence and uncertainty.  There was even the Cuban Missile affair that had the world on the verge of nuclear war that would have probably meant the end of the human race.  We've come this far so let's hope we can go further while not doing too much more damage to our planet.  I can't help feeling in all of this that it's trying to tell us something.

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