An Open Letter to Reclaim Australia

I’m fairly sure that no Reclaim Australia adherents would read my blog, but just in case I’m wrong, here are a few points the RAers, might like to think about.

If you support RA, I’m going to be talking to you directly. Come over here and sit with me where it’s quiet and we won’t be interrupted by nut cases with their faces wrapped in flags. Oh… sorry.

First, in order to call yourselves, “Reclaim” Australia, someone else has had to claim it before you.

Now, if you’re referring to the events of 1770, then you’ve probably left your run a tad late, and you also would have to be exclusively representing the claims of indigenous Australians.

Definitely did NOT get that vibe from your demo performances.

In fact, given your penchant for draping yourselves in the Aussie flag, I’m guessing you’re fairly happy with the way Captain Cook handled diplomatic niceties at the time.

So, to sum up, your organisation’s name makes no sense at all.

Now the second bone I have to pick with you is this almighty terror you have about Muslims taking over Australia.

Fun fact: Muslims make up about 2.5% of the population.

The odds are kind of stacked against them, wouldn’t you say?

But let’s put aside the numbers for a moment and think about how damned contradictory you folks are being.

On the one hand you send out this message that the Aussie culture is fantastic and you don’t want other people coming here and changing it.

Then on the other hand you claim to be scared shitless that a tiny fraction of the population, many of whom don’t speak English all that well, and many of whom are just trying to get back on their feet, are going to change everything while we’re not looking.


See, here’s one of the few things you and I agree on. I also think the Aussie culture is pretty wonderful.

But here’s where we differ. I think that in fact, Aussie culture is so wonderful that it can pretty much take care of itself. It’s thrived for a fair while already. It’s absorbed people from hundreds of different cultures over a couple of centuries. It’s grown and evolved. It’s taken on board some neat ideas from some cultures and rejected some bad ideas from others.

Oh, and one last point. When you set yourselves up as the saviors of the rest of us, what you’re really saying is that the 97.5% of Australian’s who aren’t Muslim are not capable of thinking this through and deciding for ourselves; that somehow, we need you to think for us.

At the risk of repeating myself… Really?

It would appear that not only does your organisation’s name make no sense, its very existence makes no sense.

So my suggestion to you Reclaim Australia peeps is to take a deep breath, crack a tinny or two, and let nature take its course.

Because, you know what?

She really will be right, mate.






Like Fleas, the 1% Have Always Been With Us

Watching The Killing Season reminded me of a strange aspect of the human condition; how we can be incredibly passionate about something that’s totally not in our own best interests.

I paused on the scene where Tony Abbott appears along with the highly sexist signs at an anti Mining Super Tax demonstration, and studied the faces in the crowd.

Almost all were working or middle class faces, mostly – to me – it looked to be pretty much a working class crowd.

And they were outraged that the – mostly foreign-  owners of our larger mines, were being asked to pay a bit more tax on vast profits before they took said profits out of the country.

Yet these looked to be the very folk who would benefit from increased federal tax revenue – more for hospitals, schools, infrastructure and so on.

But here they were, almost foaming at the mouths in their determination to protect the wealth of people who would never give them the time of day; who despise them and look down on them.

Surely they couldn’t have been silly enough to believe the nonsense about the miners going elsewhere and jobs disappearing. Miners go where the minerals are, not where the tax is lowest.

But there’s an interesting historical precedent for this weird behavior.

During the American Civil War, tens of thousands of southerners fought and died to defend the right to own slaves.

And yet, only 1.6% of the Southern States population actually owned any slaves. 

But somehow that 1.6% convinced the other 98.4% that fighting and dying for their benefit was a really cool idea.

Now, keep in mind that having slaves around meant that there were fewer jobs available for free, white folk who didn’t own slaves. Moreover, slavery drove down wages. Hard to compete with someone working for nothing.

And yet, those thousands and thousands of poor young men, who would never have owned slaves in their entire lives  – if they’d lived – died in ditches so the 1.6% could have slaves doing jobs for nothing that these young men would otherwise have been able to earn a wage at.

Even today, after last week’s church massacre in Charleston, it will require a piece of legislation to allow the confederate flag to be lowered.

It seems the 1%, or thereabouts, have always been with us, and have always been highly effective at convincing us to act against our own best interests.

How dumb are we?

Why the InterGenerational Report is So Deeply Flawed

Imagine that twenty five years ago, back in 1990, you were handed the task of predicting a group of central African nations’ economic future for the next forty years.

Scary thought, right?

Well anyway, one of the things you would have been certain about would have been that these countries must develop a communications infrastructure in order to achieve their economic potential.

So, you would have built into your predictions investment in a vast copper network  throughout these countries. Why? Because hitherto, every developed country in the world had done just that. And if countries want to develop economically, then a sound communications infrastructure is fundamental, right?

Except you would have been wrong!

From the viewpoint of 2015, we know that most of these countries will completely bypass the copper technology and go straight to wireless and mobile, saving billions of bucks along the way.

Pretty serious mistake, no? Going to totally mess up your result, yes?

As my bushy mate would say, “Blood oath!”

So, back in our Tardis to 1990.

Hands up if you predicted 9/11. You didn’t? Dear, oh dear, not much of a crystal ball you’ve got there.

How about the Global Financial Crisis in 2008? Oh, back in 1990, you didn’t see that either. Only the most serious economic event since the Second World War, and you didn’t even notice.

So how’s, our plan looking now? Like a cyclone proof garden shed, totally screwed?

It’s generally accepted that 3D printing will change the nature of manufacturing over the next decade, and I just bet there’s no mention of it either.

I think I’ve made my point. Making a prediction about the world and our place in it even ten years out is flat out impossible.

So, why did Hockey push this report so hard, when even he has to get it, that the IGR is a compete crock?

The answer is that, while it’s a complete crock, it’s a crock carefully designed with one goal in mind: to justify a bunch of ideologically driven policy objectives that make zero economic sense, but which are much loved by the Institute of Public Affairs and their fellow travelers.

The IGR is simply a scene setter for policies aimed at continuing the greatest transfer of wealth in Australian history; from the middle class to a small, immensely wealthy elite.

And that dear friends, is why the IGR is such a profoundly flawed document.

Unless of course, you are one of the beneficiaries of far Right voodoo economics, in which case, it’s a masterpiece.

What ISIL Can Teach our Political Leaders

What can ISIL teach our political leaders?

At first blush, one might say, not a whole helluva lot. No matter how bad our leaders are, which, BTW, is pretty bad, ISIL has to be worse, right?

Well, maybe not quite.

A question driving enough hand wringing in Canberra to generate an epidemic of Carpel Tunnel Syndrome, is this: why are young people giving up the Great Australian Dream to join a bunch of murderous thugs and face a high probability of becoming inhumed. (That’s a Terry Pratchett word – it means the opposite of exhumed. Think about it…)

Picture this: You’re a middle class Aussie kid of Middle Eastern background. You live in a country which, when it’s all said and done is still pretty damned fantastic. You really can achieve whatever you set yourself to achieve. Yeah you might cop some sledging, but no worse than “Pommy Bastards” copped a half century ago.

But no, you throw it all up to go kill some people and most likely get killed yourself?

Why would you do that?

Now there are some who’ll say, it’s the whole paradise and virgins thing.

But I don’t buy that. Think about it. You’ve got options here.

You can listen to some stranger with a Quran in one hand and an AK47 in the other, and no education religious or otherwise, who says, come and kill folk and if you die you get the whole paradise package.

Or you can listen to your local Imam who says, do that and you go to hell. But if you live a virtuous life you get fifty plus more great years on earth and then you still get the paradise package.

What are you gonna choose? Yeah, me too.

So, no. As an explanation, that doesn’t come even close to cutting it.

The answer to the question of why these kids are making the choice they are is simple.

The guy with the AK47 is offering two things:

  • a vision, a goal, right here on earth, that young people can be deeply passionate about, and which gives them a sense of identity; and
  • A structure of which they can become an integral part.

Let’s take them one at a time.

First, Napoleon, no slouch in the Leadership department, once said, “No man can lead who does not create a vision for the future. A leader is a merchant of hope.”

Every successful leader in history, whether good or evil, has understood this, and in simple language, articulated a clear vision of where he or she was taking the team. And it was always portrayed as some place wonderful, or at least heaps better than wherever they were at the moment.

Whether it was glorious conquest or a fair and just society, or the really nice valley on the other side of the mountain, the dream was well understood and more or less enthusiastically supported by everybody.

Second, we humans are driven by our pack and then tribal evolutionary ancestry to need to know how we fit into the scheme of things; how, even if we’re a small cog in a bloody big wheel, we help to bring the dream into reality. We see examples of this everywhere, from bikie gangs and cults to the military; of people voluntarily submitting themselves to sometimes strict discipline in order to gain the comfort of clearly understanding their role.

Now let’s look at the great dream Abbott offers to young Australians:

  • Cliches, piled upon distortions, stacked upon deceits that a twelve year old can see through;
  • If we don’t suffer now we’ll REALLY suffer in a while;
  • If we can make the wealthy just the teeniest bit wealthier it’ll all be okay;
  • If we can only keep those wicked refugees away, we’ll be okay;
  • It’s all Labor’s fault;
  • Except for the bit that’s all the Baby Boomers’ fault, (But that’s really still Labor’s fault anyway);
  • If it isn’t Labor or the Boomers’ fault then it’s all down to someone who’s in some way a bit different to how we see ourselves.

It’s almost enough to make a fellow want to get on a plane to Syria.

I’m kidding, but just imagine for a moment, what our nation could achieve if somebody, any-bloody-body, would just get out front and give us a vision for our nation that we could really care about; care enough about in fact to believe in, to work for and to maybe even make some small sacrifices for it if that’s what it takes.

And that, boys and girls, is what ISIL can teach Tony Abbott and his cronies.




Fortunately It’s Not Just Jobs that Robots and Computers Will Take

The Australian, in the true spirit of Right Wing ideology, ie be afraid, be very afraid, has written another end-of-the-world-as-we-know-it piece on the coming of the robots.

Basically, we’re all going to lose our jobs to computerization and robots and there’s nothing we can do about it.

To be fair, the author, Andrew Keen, does quote lots of very robotsimportant people whose collective opinion can best be summed up in the quote from Google’s executive chairman, Eric Schmidt, who told the 2014 World Economic Forum in Davos that the “race between computers and people” will be the “defining one” for the next quarter-century.

Well… maybe.

But here’s the thing that Keen, and most others commenting on the issue, nearly always overlook.

Robots won’t just replace workers, they’ll replace consumers.

And here’s another thing: Robots and computers don’t consume.

All those billionaires busily getting rid of people in their businesses, rubbing their hands with glee as their labour costs plummet, apparently forget that they need these pesky things called customers if their factories are to continue to be profitable.


It doesn’t matter where we break the loop, if it gets broken the whole shebang collapses.

What I’m saying is that if most jobs are to be replaced by robots and computers, then our entire economic model will have to be reinvented.

Because somehow, money has to find its way into the hands of consumers if the Capitalist Economy is to survive.

Which is another way of saying that we’re going to have to come up with a model to distribute wealth other than working for a wage.

I can think of several ways, of varying degrees of practicality, that this could be done.

For example, we could lend redundant workers money to buy a robot. The ex-worker could then earn an income by leasing Robby Robot out to a factory or a govt department. (Okay, maybe that’s one of the less plausible options…)

But here’s the thing; it’s extremely difficult to come up with a workable scenario that doesn’t smack of socialism. (I know, the word “Socialism” flashed in your mind in bright red lights back up the page when I mentioned wealth redistribution, right?)

Can you imagine a greater irony than if capitalism, in it’s never ending pursuit of lower costs and higher profits, became the driving force behind the emergence of some lasting, efficient form of socialism?

What is it the Chinese say about Yin and Yang – everything in the universe contains within it the seeds of its opposite.


So, I’m not lying awake at night worrying about robots taking all the jobs.

Because we workers will be needed as much as ever we were. Only difference might be, many of us won’t be forced to spend our days doing something we hate.