Inspired to greater things by this article in the Guardian, I put aside my metaphorical cloth curmudgeon’s cap, and donned my inventor’s chapeau (with built-in lightbulb, Red Bull cans and straw).
No longer would I impotently rage against punktuation, I would fashion a solution. Albeit to only a small part of the problem. The fate of the apost’ates will wait another day.
I loathe emoticons. They’re both trite and a tacit admission that I’m unable to communicate properly through the text itself.
Which is sometimes true, as email inhabits a strange twilight realm between spoken conversation and the written word. But it irks me, nonetheless.
Sometimes roadsigns are needed to help others navigate through my frequently rambling conversations and to convey things that tone or expression would in speech.
Unwilling to debase myself or sully my prose with the odd ; > or ): ( I was left with little choice but to forge a better, more elegant signifier, built from the ground up, solely for use on the internet.
Yesterday I threatened a friend of mine that if he called the election, even saying out loud what all the polls were telling us, I was going to blame him for any subsequent Obama defeat.
Regardless of the other factors that may have fed the result -
an excoriating scree of unconscionable slanders against the candidate, a concerted effort to purge the electoral rolls
a mainstream media spectrum that spanned the overly cowed and cautious to sickening and sycophantic propanganda
and an outdated electoral system that almost demands hypocrisy between the primaries and the general election and which mandates corruption in the form of political lobbying
a political paradigm that had shifted to the point where pundits could openly and unashamedly question the faith and loyalty of a man who’d spent most of his life educating or serving the public
- still, Jeff was going to wear the blame for a defeat.
I shut him up. I refused to let him say the words aloud, and I think the results speak for themselves.
I won this election.
Since the tragedy of September Eleventh 2001 but accelerating with the invasion of Iraq in 2003, America has been acting as a dark beacon for the rest of the world, providing a blueprint for an increase in governmental powers at the expense of individual freedom, for a choking off of accountability and democracy itself, and wrote the script for a new political debate that more than ever before did away with facts and reason. Talking points that were almost a physical assault on logic, that could stun an opponent for the vital moments it took to make them look indecisive or shifty rolled out of the White House, as did political strategies designed to divide and conquer progressive politicians near and far.
The Howard Government lapped up the excuses to slash and burn civil liberties in the name of security, jumped the train to the Iraq invasion, happily marched to the drumbeat of climate change denial, purged the rolls of minorities who didn’t like them, and hamstrung same-sex couples in order to out outmaneuver their opponents.
Almost a year ago, the pendulum swing finally threw Howard out, but I still wasn’t sure the same would be true of the Republicans today.
But partly because there’s only so long you can keep such disparate groups yoked together, partly because of the disastrous results of their policies, and partly because of the inevitable return of the pendulum, the neocons’ seemingly unassailable place at the top of the heap foundered. But I still couldn’t bring myself to fully believe that it was going to come to an end today. There were too many factors still lined up against Obama.
Apart from the unknowable effect that race could make between polling and polling day, the true effects of the concerted efforts to literally disenfranchise hundreds of thousands of people across the USA couldn’t really be estimated.
Three and a half years ago, after having seen Obama speak just the once, at the Democrat Convention, former Saturday Night Live comic Al Franken wrote an extraordinary epilogue to one of his books that predicted this win.
It took the form of a letter written in 2016 to his grandchildren (Barack, Hilary and Joe III) recounting the time when history turned and the darkness of the Bush years gave way to a rebirth of hope and of faith in democracy. The election where America refused to be driven by the politics of fear and hatred and elected the first African American president, and a former Saturday Night Live comic who had no previous political aspirations.
Al Franken is now dead even with the Republican Senator he challenged for the seat in Minnesota.
If I could paraphrase the Governor’s talking points from today’s debate
“Maverick, reformer, God Bless ‘em, Energy Independence, get Government out of our way, too much pointing backwards, massive government oversight needed, Washington outsider, partisanship, reaching out also, lots of straight talk needed, Heartland of America, change also, folks, Dog gone it, ordinary people, kitchen table, soccer also.
And in summation, I’d just like to say “Up there in Alaska, team of mavericks, peace out y’all.”
Although her abysmal performance in recent one-on-one interviews has lowered expectations dramatically (and in the debate she blamed the mainstream media for filtering her – presumably they had a few hours of blank stares and rambling nonsense from her that was spliced into the interview to sex it up) she performed pretty well today, if the standard for debate was merely show.
The debate format allowed for talking point, counter talking point and soundbytes and grabs much better than an interview. The time limit also meant that several topics had to be squeezed in, and without the luxury of poking past the facade, none of the terrifying glimpses into what lurked beneath were really in evidence. There was no time to push for a proper answer when the issue had been skipped, although the moderator did note when that had happened.
Palin was trained (at a slew of 5 different colleges for a threfour year degree) in media, so it wasn’t surprising that her performance was pretty slick. She made up for McCain’s noticeable lack of eye contact with his opponent by addressing Biden square on. And when Biden was talking, the Governor had a variety of smirks prepared to let the audience know he was being ridiculous.
Her recent trip to the UN provided a lot of anecdotes to call on in the debate to fill out her foreign policy experience beyond her cross-border voyeurism of being able to see Russia from (parts of) her home state.
But in the end she still talked rubbish – not the alarming word salad of her interview with Katie Couric, but polished nuggets of sound and fury. The supposed political outsider still cited her executive knowledge and partisan experience in politics as qualifying experience; flaunted her knowledge of energy policy which seems to stem from being governor of a state what makes energy; used a handful of synonyms for maverick enough times to stun a moose and blatantly cherrypicked John McCain’s record to paint a picture startlingly at odds with the truth.
McCain’s maverick history includes:
- lobbying for campaign reform. After being caught up in the Keating Five scandal in the 80s but before running for President, at which time he ditched those efforts because he needed money. And lobbyists. And industry support
- opposing offshore drilling. Until running for President when he needed to beef up his energy policy.
- speaking out against divisive ultra-rightwing Christians who preach hate. Until running for President when he needed to beef up his support among the evangelicals
The most egregious lie being about a team of mavericks, and John McCain’s record being that of an inveterate outsider. Although as Biden pointed out, not on the most important items of the day – the war and the economy.
Being a maverick between crises is like being a vegetarian between meals.
It was only in the closing minutes that I realised where I’d first seen Joe Biden – which was a Senate hearing into the use of torture where he was saying the reason the US didn’t do use it was because then US soldiers, like his son, would face it in return. I thought Biden did well, despite being saddled with gratuitous advice from all sides about not being mean to Palin, and lowered expectations.
Although at one point, he did talk about “Serbs, Croats and Bosniacs” – and I’m pretty sure the latter were a nigh-omnipotent race of energy beings from Star Trek.
I think it was around 2000 when I picked up an anthology of horror stories at my local library (there was one by Isabel Allende, too – get off my case). The only one that’s really stuck with me, other than the Allende (which seemed to contain a few of the seeds for Daughter of Fortune, and was arguably, not really horror anyway) was a story set in an piggery.
The protagonist (henceforth known as “Bob”) for reasons I can’t remember, throws a colleague into a gigantic steel grinding machine. As the victim is torn apart from the feet up, he screams in orgasmic pleasure. Which puzzles Bob afterwards, but the death is ruled accidental and life, for everyone else, goes on.
Months later, Bob is gored by a bore in one of the pens, and as he drags himself out of harms way, the pig chews off his genitals as well.
As Bob, bleeding and mutilated, contemplates his future, he remembers the ecstatic shrieks of his victim as he was devoured by the grinder.
Dragging himself to the machine, he jumps in. And as the blades slowly shred his body, he realises that his victim had tricked him into the most horrible and painfully bloody death imaginable.
Just after my last post (Activist Underpants) which covered Bill Bailey and others protesting about Guantanamo Bay, I discovered this video of Bill Bailey and Billy Bragg collaborating on Bailey’s Bragg spoof “Unisex Chip Shop” at the Glastonbury Festival.
Straight after that I found this video of Billy Bragg talking on the need for a British bill of rights…
Some UK comedians including Bill Bailey, joined in on a protest around the ongoing human rights abuses at Guantanamo Bay.
This particular protest was sparked off when the US authorities accused the Director of prisoners’ rights group Reprieve of sneaking illicit underpants to some detainees in Camp X-Ray.
If it weren’t for the fact that so many people, guilty or innocent, are still being detained without trial and without the most basic safeguards of international law, the situation would almost be funny. But the bizarre nature of the operations of the War on Terror are becoming so detached from reality, it’s starting to be a little sad as well as frightening.
Especially coming on the heels of news that the information the FBI was feeding to the US government’s terror watch list was “error-ridden” and “out of date”.
Today’s events will inevitably be coloured by what happens tomorrow, especially the future of the bi-partisan commission on Indigenous Affairs touted by the PM and accepted by the Opposition Leader, but by any standards it was an historic day. And a day to reflect on history.
As a nation, if you don’t take responsibility for the dark eras and mistakes of the past, you can’t take pride in the achievements. Any operation on the body of history is fatal, and leaves only sordid, lifeless propagand behind.
I thought Kevin Rudd’s speech was a little lifeless itself, dipping liberally into cliche (and I think a sly reference to Barack Obama’s book The Audacity of Hope with his remark on the audacity of faith) and I found his manner a little off-putting. But, saying that, I don’t think we should vote for people based on their public-speaking ability alone. If we did, I’d have been lucky to get a 10th of the votes I did at the election.
Brendan Nelson surprised me with his speech, which seemed much more heartfelt and touching. Until he ran aground on his party’s recent policies. In trying to reconcile the spirit of today with the disgraceful actions of the Coalition over the last ten years, Nelson hit several sour notes. I think, and hope, that he did this out of some misguided belief that he had to unite the varying attitudes in his party and supporters, rather than cutting adrift a failed, bigoted and divisive party line that did a lot of harm and magnified further some pains that were already unimaginable.
Both the PM and the Opposition Leader managed to squeeze in a few ill-considered barbs across the table, that didn’t bode well for the future non-partisan commission.Despite this, at the end of the session, I had a lot more respect for Brendan Nelson than at the start, and more hope for Rudd. And I’m starting to hope that the more ridiculous vituperative and pointlessly adversarial style of parliamentary ‘debate’ we’ve been blighted with recently might lift, at least a bit. But that could just be a remnant of the day’s optimism. We’ll see what tomorrow brings.
I think the Speaker of the House was in tears at the end of the debate. There were a couple of audible sobs, and later he could be seen wiping his eyes. In spite of the occasional naff phrase; the odd piece of partisan taunting; and a small handful of backbenchers who seemed to participate with little grace, I was right there with the Speaker. And I hope this is the first step.
After ridiculously trivial technological problems, I’ve updated the Australians Against Capital Punishment site with some photos from our December event.
I’d left my camera at home on the day, so was forced to take photos with my phone (artistically grainy, smudgy and nigh incomprehensible) and then couldn’t find the cord to upload them.
Then I found the cord, but needed to reinstall the software so my computer could navigate through my phone.
Then couldn’t find the CD-ROM.
Then was forced to upload them to Facebook via my mobile, then saved them locally, and re-posted them here -
Australians Against Capital Punishment are holding a vigil this Friday at Brisbane Square to try to raise awareness of the plight of those facing execution around the world.
Hopefully we can succeed in reaching out to the Christmas shopping crowd that will be filling the streets, and get a lot of signatures on petitions and form letters as well as having a decent audience for the music and speakers we’ve arranged.
The climate change summit in Bali now on, will be our new PM’s first official meeting with Indonesian President Susilo Bambang Yudhoyono, and hopefully the sunject of the Bali Nine will be raised, and perhaps some progress will come out of this meeting.
5.30-7pm Friday December 14th
Queens Park – cnr George and Elizabeth Sts
Speakers include
StephenKeim, QC
Senator AndrewBartlett
Music from the Brisbane Lesbian and GayPride Choir and Combined Unions Choir and the Wagner String Quartet
To be opened with a statement from Lee and Christine Rush, parents of one of the young Australians facing execution in Indonesia.Spare a thought for those on death row.
For more information, contact Tina on 0423 709 445
So, not quite breaking news – Howard lost the election, and Kevin Rudd was around, making him Prime Minister.
Even with postal votes, it looks unlikely that I’ll be the member for Brisbane come Monday – it’s some fresh-faced newbie called Arch Bevis. I did hear him speak a couple of times during the campaign, and I’m sure we can expect great things from him. Or another seventeen years as a bum on a seat.
And in what is really a tragedy for this country, Parliament’s hardest-working, most dedicated and compassionate voice of reason, Andrew Bartlett, will leave the Senate at the end of his term next July.
On the plus side – Mal Brough lost, Gary Hardgrave lost and it’s all but certain that John Howard has too – both his seat and the country.
As much as I wanted Howard gone, I wish Rudd had actually earnt it. He said the Labor Party’s policy on this is identical to the Government’s so many times, it could have been his slogan. If he hadn’t already locked in this one -
Kevin Rudd – Slightly Less Awful.
Refugees, the death penalty, Indigenous affairs -exactly what was the difference between Kevin and John at this election?
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