Like many of my peers back in the 60’s and 70’s we had slumbered through the days of Ming and his less impressive successors with an underlying discomfort that there must be something more to life than what was offered. Mind you Cocky Caldwell and the so-called ‘faceless men’ of the Labor party instilled little confidence that there was a viable alternative to the landed gentry Liberals. And then in the period of the growth of pop music and the baby boomer restlessness along came Gough Whitlam and gave the Great Australian stupor a good kick in the arse!
Pretty much, in one fell swoop Gough delivered: free medical care; scrapping of university fees for a generation of students; aboriginal land rights; the racial discrimination act; a diplomatic relationship with China; women in power; an end to our involvement in the Vietnam War; an end to conscription; an end to the death penalty; legal aid; an Australian national anthem; a scrapping of the British honours and an Order of Australia; protected environmental sites; lowering the voting age to 18; more young people in politics, and; some say the precursor to Triple J. Not bad for someone whose political flame burnt brightly for such a short time.
His scrapping of University fees gave me the opportunity for a University education as a mature-age student fresh from the beginning of the dying days of the newspaper industry. The study culminated in a post graduate degree and a reasonably successful career doing something that I really enjoyed – science. For that, I am eternally grateful to Gough.
To say that I was angry at the dismissal would be an understatement – I still am! And despite the reconciliation between Fraser and Whitlam, Fraser will always be Kerr’s Cur! Although the passage of time and various exposes related to the roles that the United States of America and Britain played in Gough’s downfall should, perhaps, make Fraser a servant of the two powers and Kerr his lapdog. I guess we will never really know the whole truth of the matter.
Anyhow, Michael Pascoe put Gough in perspective far more succinctly than I could. And I’ll just say; ‘vale Gough’, and leave it to him.
And that state of status quo regardless of the consequences and deliberate denial of the evidence by our current government led to;
And thoughts of idiots led back to our ‘macho man’ Mathias Corman and his apparent Prussian arrogance.
The mention of Mathias brought That Bloody Rat scampering out to provide his view on the issue and the ‘really clever’ response by one of the Labor drongos.
Health Minister Dutton blustered his confidence that Ebola would be contained if it ever got to Straylya, whilst those who know were in denial. Rat was rightfully concerned that his ‘mob’ might get the blame again.
Rat was also happy that while the Government Of Fools (note TWS) might be inhabiting the government benches they weren’t actually in control.
But he was most impressed by Tourism Minister Andrew Robb’s excellent use of taxpayer funds.
With rat back in his hole, it was thought timely to mention our National Idiot for the day.
And thoughts of Gough, and real policy for the betterment of the nation and its people led to T-shirts.
Which led to wondering about what happened to THE BUDGET EMERGENCY and why recent announcements by the government were developing a distinct piscine aroma.
And there you have it . . . . . . . .!
AFTERTHOUGHT: If you don’t punish politicians and their parties for lying to you, you are predetermining your treatment as a fool!
POSTSCRIPT: All characters appearing in this work are entirely, and amazingly, fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living, dead or in a zombie like state, is purely coincidental with an exceptionally high probability of being the construct of a deluded mind trying to grasp the true meaning of the political unreality of Australian politics, al la NO Coalition! We can only gaze upon such greatness with wonderment!