I
have arrived back in Melbourne in Australia and it is cold. It is freezing in
fact. Rain is falling in torrents and the skies are black and a howling wind is
blowing. The cold cuts to the bone. It is biting. I am swaddled in Yak blankets
and I am sitting in front of a log fire. A black fluffy cat named Klawed is
curled up beside me. He has his own Yak blanket and he is making loud purring
noises. It could be snores. His little engine is rumbling away. I am
comfortable and cozy as is the cat named Klawed. It is bleak outside though.
The rain is splashing a loud symphony on the roof.
I
have been accused of a fashion faux pas by wearing 'Junners'. This is
apparently the socially unacceptable combination of pairing jeans and runners.
The accusers are the young adults in my life. My daughter Totty has told me
that Junners are socially unacceptable and she would not be seen out in public
with me in my current attire. I told her that was OK for I had no plans to go
anywhere today anyway - with or without her.
My
niece Georgina has just wandered into the room looking for breakfast and she
said:
"Ewww Uncle Peter. Junners"
Such
a statement delivered by a disheveled teenager wearing Batman pajamas, fluffy
pink slippers and a cheeky grin I take with all the seriousness that it
deserves.
None
whatsoever.
Charlotte
has told me to go and put my boat shoes on before any people arrived and I have
refused. I did not know that I had boat shoes but apparently I do. I call them
my grey shoes. I told Charlotte and Georgina that I do not mind Junners and I
like them in fact. I told the girls that I find my jeans and my runners to be
comfortable. I also informed them that fashion opinions expressed by teenagers
with facial piercings and tattoos on their necks carry no weight with me.
None
at all.
A
Federal election is imminent in Australia and the media is saturated with
reports on the upcoming vote. There is interview after interview with
politicians talking about policies and budgets and saying not very nice things
about each other. The TV is on now and Politicians are spewing their diatribe.
It is incessant and mostly repulsive.
Australia's
current Prime Minister recently ousted our previous Prime Minister who actually
ousted the current Prime Minister herself more than a year ago. Australia had
it's first female Prime Minister for a while. History will however record that
she was not elected by the People. She came about as a result of a sinister
ousting.
It
didn't work out.
There
has been quite a bit of ousting and treachery in Australian politics in recent
times. There always has been really. Politics is a dirty game. Much mud is
thrown and a great deal of it sticks.
The
origin of the saying 'his name is mud' is an interesting one. It is a
derogatory term. It relates back to the assassination of the US President
Abraham Lincoln by John Wilkes Booth. After shooting President Lincoln at the
Ford's Theatre in Washington, Booth leaped from the upper balcony onto the
stage. The play "Our American Cousin" was being performed. When he
landed he broke his leg. Despite this fracture he managed to limp away from the
theatre and evade the police and he made his way to the home of one Dr. Samuel.
A. Mudd who set Booth's broken leg.
In
the subsequent pursuit and eventual capture of the assassin it was revealed
that Dr. Mudd had provided treatment to Booth. The doctor was arrested and he
was charged and convicted with conspiracy. Dr. Mudd was sentenced to life
imprisonment but he was actually pardoned after four years because of his
compassionate treatment of his fellow prisoners who contracted yellow fever.
The
very prominent and politically sensitive subject of the moment is about Asylum
seekers. Asylum seekers are refugees displaced from their homelands by wars and
famines and persecution. They are heading towards Australia in their thousands
and they are coming in overcrowded and leaky and dangerous boats.
They
are referred to as the Boat People.
I
do not think that the Boat People who are heading to Australia in overcrowded
and leaky and dangerous boats are wearing boat shoes like the pair that I own.
My grey ones. The vast majority of these people are in fact shoeless. They are
coming from transit points in Indonesia and Sri Lanka. Hundreds of them have
drowned trying to get to Australia.
Hundreds.
Drowned.
The
Asylum seekers who are trying to come to Australia are men and women and
children. They are often whole family units. All of them are poor and desperate
people.
Yes
People.
They
come from conflict ravaged countries such as Afghanistan, Iran, Iraq and
Pakistan. They are so desperate to escape tyranny and fear that they have
traveled over land and sea from very far away places. They have taken battering
and dangerous journeys. Journeys that few of us could imagine - let alone
survive. They have been prepared to risk everything to escape persecution and
bombs and bullets.
Everything.
Australia
have armies in the countries from which these people are running. We are firing
guns and dropping bombs on their homelands.
We
owe these Boat People plenty.
The
politics of Refugees and Asylum and Immigration are complicated and emotional
in Australia. The issue is blurred with ignorance and intolerance and bigotry.
There are vastly different public and political perspectives on the issue.
There is no dispute from either political Party in Australia that despicable international
criminal people smugglers are involved in at least the last leg of the long
journeys that these refugees are taking. The scale of the issue is large. More
than 45,000 Boat People have been intercepted and detained whilst heading
towards Australian Territorial waters in the last three years. The vast
majority of these people are still being detained and are awaiting processing
in faraway and remote offshore Detention Centers. They are the lost people.
There
is no question that the evil and opportunistic people smugglers who are
providing the leaky and unseaworthy and dangerous boats are criminals. They are
complicit in the drownings of the Boat People. Every possible form of
international police cooperation is required to catch and convict all who are
involved in such a callous and evil trade. One would think that their
identification should not prove difficult given the tens of thousands of
witnesses that the Australian Immigration Officials have at their disposal in
the offshore Processing Centers.
Immediate
action is required.
The
current government has recently reinforced it's policy of not allowing Boat
People entry into Australia. The navy are intercepting and escorting the leaky
and unseaworthy and dangerous boats and their human cargo to Processing Centers
in countries such as Nauru and New Guinea. Complex deals for 'off-shore'
Processing Centers have been attempted with Malaysia.
The
Processing Centers that are currently in use are in remote and isolated areas
and are vastly over-crowded. They have insufficient facilities and
infrastructure for children and families. People live in conditions that are
way below what any decent human being would consider to be humane. Asylum
Seekers will likely live there for years until they are 'processed' by over
worked and under resourced and under-paid Australian Civil Servants.
It
is cruel and it is unacceptable.
We
can surely do things a lot better.
My
nephew Benjamin who is a bogan and drives a Ute has just arrived with his
girlfriend Jessie. We have embraced and Ben observed and commented almost
immediately that I was wearing junners. I agreed with Ben that I was indeed
attired in junners and I commented that he appeared to still be a bogan.
Ben
laughed and before we hugged he said:
"No one wears Junners Uncle Pete"
Ben's
girlfriend Jess nodded her head in agreement and I could see the distaste on
her face when I hugged her as well.
I
clipped Benjamin around the ear and told him that I was a fashion setter and
not a follower. I told him and Jess that I liked Junners.
I
feel that as an Australian we could and we should be doing better assisting the
Asylum Seekers. The Boat People. We need to do our part in an international
effort to eradicate the dark and abhorrent trade in human cargo but at the same
time we should demonstrate compassion to those who arrive. We should let them
land and we should avail to them all of our health and education and legal
systems. Australia is vast and is mostly empty. It is as empty as the promises
that most of our politicians make. We have plenty of space. We even have a
shortage of labor in many of our rural areas.
Towns
are dying.
According
to the Secretary-General of the United Nations Ban Ki-Moon:
"the burden of helping the world's forcibly displaced people
is starkly uneven ...... poor countries host vastly more displaced people than
wealthier ones. While anti-refugee sentiment is heard loudest in industrialized
countries, developing nations host 80% of the world's refugees"
We
have plenty of money too. The trillionaire Mining Companies of Australia could
fund the construction of all the infrastructure that would be required to host
these poor people. They could finance it on their own. From the taxes they are
not paying on the carbon and toxic waste that they are producing. Millions of
tons of it. Every year.
The
billions of taxpayers dollars that are currently being spent on building
Processing Centres in places like Nauru and New Guinea could be spent on
building much needed infrastructure on Australian soil. Hospitals and schools
and Green Energy systems. Particularly Green Energy systems. We haven't done
much on that front since the construction of the Snowy River hydro-electricity
system. More than half a century ago. At the time it was the largest
single building program of it's type on the planet. Ironically it was done off
the back of the necessary immigration of tens of thousands of workers from
other lands. Mostly from Europe. Many of these labourers arrived in overcrowded
and leaky and dangerous boats.
Australia
is a land that was built on the blood and sweat and toil of immigrants. It has
bought us a richness of culture and diversity and acceptance. Australia has
always been multicultural and I once thought that we were a caring and compassionate
and tolerant people.
I
am not so sure anymore.
White
Australian history and population has been reliant on a massive influx of
foreigners for the past two centuries. The English sent their unwanted convicts
to our shores in overcrowded and leaky and unseaworthy boats 200 years ago.
Hundreds died along the way.
Australia
is an enormous but mostly empty country. It is blessed with resources in
abundance and opportunity still abounds. Australia is still regarded as a
friendly and generous country where freedom of choice and speech are ingrained
in it's culture. It is still is the lucky country. Which is why it attracts so
many immigrants and desperate refugees. Australia has always unhesitatingly
demanded that every bloke be given a fair go.
At
least we used to demand this.
My
two other nephews have just arrived with my sister Jane. One boy is sixteen and
the other is twenty two and both are strapping. The one who is sixteen asked me
if I knew that I was wearing Junners and I told him that I did. I told him that
the fashion was back in Singapore as well as Tokyo and Hong Kong. I told both
my nephews that I had just returned from a week in London and that Junners were
big over there as well. I told them that they were behind the fashion times.
My
niece Georgina squealed, "Bullshit Uncle Peter"
Her
squealing woke up the cat named Klawed.
I
think that Australia needs to treat the Boat People with a bit more dignity and
kindness than we are at the moment. We need to demonstrate compassion. I think
that we should let the poor Boat People land and give them immediate assistance
with healthcare and education and housing. We should also apologize for our
part in the bombing and the shooting in their homelands. We should apologize
unreservedly. I believe that we should provide the Boat People with the
opportunity and hope and peace that they are looking for. And we should throw
in a couple of sets of junners for each Asylum seeker as well.
That would be nice and decent and proper.
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