Wednesday, November 6, 2013

A short rant about Australian politics

OK. I have been relatively quiet on the political side of late. It's been a big year for us here in Australia, where we are currently on our third Prime Minister after a leadership debacle and a long time of unwarranted unrest.

For those of you playing at home, I will give a quick overview. (Word of warning: I recognise that I am biased, but I figure that I'm doing better than The Daily Telegraph, and I have no interest in being an apolitical journalist. Also, if you are not from Australia - the Liberals or National Liberal Party is the conservative party and Labor or the Australian Labor Party are the left wing representatives. Also, Australia's politics follow the Westminster system of voting for your local representative of a party based on what they are promising for your electorate, rather than for the leader.)

In November 2007, the Labor party won the federal election with Kevin Rudd at the helm. Rudd was an excellent public speaker, and seemed to be a brilliant alternative for the stale Howard Liberal government. Rudd spoke to the youth. He promised more for the people about the environment, about issues that people really cared for. It seemed to be a change for the best. However, it wasn't long before reports started coming out of Parliament House that Rudd was incredibly fond of the potential power that the title of Prime Minister afforded him. By all accounts, he was micro managing projects at an unprecedented level that led to backlogs of work in countless Departments. He had a massive turnover of staffers. He wasn't making decisions on issues such as climate change, carbon tax, education, health. While he was good at forging links with China during the Mining Boom, he was not the effective, personable leader that everyone had thought he would be. The ALP was divided.

In 2010, then-Deputy PM Julia Gillard challenged the leadership and won with the support of the party, but without the support of much of the nation who seemed to think she had "stolen" the position. Gillard called a snap election and Australia was left with a hung parliament - the ALP held on to the lead once the independent members had given their preferences. Despite the fractured nature of the new Parliament, Gillard was actually a great PM. She communicated effectively. She listened to people. She seemed genuine. She was liked by the staffers and by the members of Cabinet. She passed reforms in education (as a result of the Gonski report) and health (Google "NDIS"). She passed an enormous amount of legislation that directly affected a lot of people in Australia, and mostly for the better. Unfortunately, hers was a tumultuous period of leadership.

Gillard's time as PM could be used as a textbook example of sexism and misogyny. Members of the media made disparaging comments about her figure, her clothes, her voice, her hair (but very rarely about her policies), her relationship with her partner Tim, her sexuality. On and on and on. "Shock Jock" radio DJ and all-round asshole Alan Jones commented that her father had "died of shame" at a Liberal function - as if that would be appropriate to say about anyone, let alone a serving PM. Jones also insisted on calling and referring to her as "Julia", when he had referred to previous leaders as "Prime Minister Rudd", "Prime Minister Howard", and so on. To her credit, Gillard was amazing. She kept her head held high and did not comment on much of the vitriol that was hurled at her for no good reason. In 2012 she gave a phenomenal speech in Parliament, labelling Leader of the Opposition Tony Abbott a misogynist, bringing up countless examples of when he had either commented on her womanhood, or supported others in their disparaging views of women but then suggested that then-Speaker Peter Slipper be sacked from office because of his own misogynistic comments. It was one of the best political speeches I have ever seen, and rang true of the way in which women are still viewed in this country. Gillard was not a perfect PM. No one is. But she fought hard and was successful, even when confronted with information that had been fed to the media from members of her own party. Every time she brought up issues such as abortion laws or the roles of women, she was accused of playing the "gender card", as if she could have done anything else. In 2013, Australia was ranked 24th in the Gender Gap Index, which only shows how much work still needs to be done. Australian people didn't have faith in her because she was trying to do a man's job, even though she was better at it than many of her male counterparts.

Gillard's brilliant misogyny speech.

Earlier this year, the leadership problem surfaced once again. Rudd wanted to challenge the leadership in an election year, to claim back the title he rightfully saw as his own. He challenged, and won. The public perception of Gillard was at an all-time low, thanks to some well-placed PR showing Rudd in a good light and new negative stories about Gillard surfacing every day. It was horrendous. Gillard was liked by her staffers and her party, but hated by the public. And with Rudd and Abbott perpetuating the myth of personality politics, she didn't stand a chance. Rudd ousted Gillard, called the election when he felt like it, and lost by a landslide to the Liberal government handled by Tony Abbott (yes, the one labelled a misogynist by Gillard only a year ago). Rudd's losing speech sounded more like a winning speech: he'd lost the election, but he'd lost it as leader, which is all he'd really wanted.

Now, we've got the Liberal government that is threatening to lower penalty rates, privatise the tertiary education HECS debt (which would make paying the debt back for many people almost unattainable, myself included), and gives select information about refugees and asylum seekers in an hour-long statement once a week. The current Liberal party cares about women, but only really when they're having babies. Abbott is a terrible public speaker and can't think on his feet, so I'm wondering how long he is going to last as leader, or how long before he puts his foot in it on an international scale.

I am just so angry and so jaded. For the first time in my voting life, I didn't know who to vote for and I hate that my choice was taken away by people perpetuating the myth of personality politics and playing the game, rather than fighting for what is best for the country. Both Rudd and Abbott were parading their families around for press coverage - I don't care about Rudd's wife's weight loss, or about Abbott's daughters. This is the guy who told a magazine that he'd more or less made a virginity pledge with his daughters - which is fine, but don't tell the whole world about it and let your daughters be known by that. I just get frustrated that while the rest of the world is moving forward, Australia seems to have stagnated and likes the view of the White Male In Charge. I feel neglected as a young woman in this country, and I can't see a way for the tangled web of our current political situation to be unravelled.



Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Where the hell did I put 2012??

I know that this post is coming halfway through January, so I might have missed the boat on the whole "year that was" thing. However, I do have some thoughts on last year, and thought that I would share them. And where better than the interwebs?

2012 was a strange year for me. 2011 was so huge in my life, that the year following was always going to be somehow less. Which it was in some ways, but definitely not in others. The biggest thing that I noticed was how fast the year went. I am not exaggerating. In September, I remember putting up a Facebook status that was something along the lines of "I feel like I have misplaced August... how did September arrive so quickly?"... and I feel like that was only a couple of weeks ago.

 A poster by Percy Trompf. I wrote my thesis on Australian travel posters.


In terms of accomplishments, I did a fair bit in 2012. By managing to avoid thinking about what I want to do with the rest of my life, I was able to complete my Honours year at Uni, in Art History. I have learned that the Honours thing is an Australian idea. It was an additional year on my BA, adding to my undergraduate without being postgrad. Anyway, it entailed the hardest coursework I have ever had to do (the History of Art History. Strangely, not really about art - more about why we studied it and how it developed. Lots of psychology and philosophy. I felt like my brain had been squeezed at the end of each weekly seminar), I wrote a 15 000 word thesis, and completed a year-long internship at the War Memorial, which I loved.

What I learned from this year in terms of my studies is that I am absolutely not cut out to be an academic. Don't get me wrong, I really like studying. I love reading. I like writing. But I don't like the combination of the first two in order to do the third, out of necessity rather than preference. I like variety. I don't like forcing myself to blog trawl or locate books on one specific subject. I like the hunt, but I got really sick of looking for things based on one subject for an entire year. I have a great respect for people who can dedicate their lives to one subject area, but I really don't think that I am one of them. While I love art, I also love literature, film, music, food, travel and people. I need a balance of these things to remain sane, and I don't think that academia is the way to achieve that balance.

That being said, it felt amazing to finish that thesis, and finish that fucking coursework, to hand in my final issues paper and to get my cap and robe and graduate. (On my birthday!)

Honours came at a cost, though. I didn't get to see much of my friends throughout the year. My family had to deal with cranky, negative, stressed and crazy Maddie far more often than the optimistic person that I normally consider myself to be. I don't like myself when I get to the pessimistic stage, and I spent far too long in that headspace in 2012.

Other than burying myself in books last year, I actually had a few opportunities to take time out for myself. In February, before starting the academic year, I went to Thailand for ten days with some of my Sheffield friends. It was fabulous. We hung out in the tourist traps, starting in Phuket town (a total dive. Most of the fun places in Phuket are on the beach) from where we took a taxi (read: a ute with a roof over the tray, and bench seats) via the airport to pick up the last of our troupe to Surat Thani and from there a ferry to Koh Phagnan for the Full Moon Party. We stayed on the island for a few days before taking a ferry, a coach and then another ferry to Koh Phi Phi. Adam and I headed home from there, while Floortje, Elizabeth and Shane carried on for another few days. It was so much fun though - I love those guys.

I went to several music festivals and concerts - Big Day Out last January, Groovin' the Moo in May, David Guetta in May, Hilltop Hoods in September, Parklife in October, Mumford & Sons with Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeroes and Willie Mason supporting in October, and Coldplay with Temper Trap supporting in November.

One of my best friends (again from Sheffield) came out to visit from Germany in September - I took two weeks away from my thesis and work to travel around for a bit with him. We went to Sydney, Blue Mountains, Canberra, Brisbane, Fraser Island and the Gold Coast. It was amazing - I saw parts of my own country that I have never seen before, with a great friend whom I absolutely adore.

I finished off the year with another overseas trip. I had saved my butt off, and flew to Los Angeles the day after my birthday in December for a three week whirlwind trip, seeing things and visiting people. I went to LA, Virginia Beach, did a cruise of the Caribbean (going to Half Moon Cay, Jamaica, Cayman Islands and Roatan, Honduras), Washington DC, Milwaukee and Chicago. I never wanted to come home, it was phenomenal. Highlights included Colonial Williamsburg, Roatan, New Year's Eve in DC, Milwaukee and the Art Institute of Chicago. I will definitely be heading back.

And now it's January 2013. I hope that this year is more balanced in many ways - I need to remember to keep perspective with most things. I am going to see my friends more, pay off my credit card and read as many books as I want to. It's going to be a good year.