Saturday 24 December 2016

Who stole that year!!! 2016 the rise of the testosterone fairies and other Valkyries on day release from the cess-pit cage of our human stupidity

In the 1960s Dan O'Neill ran a cartoon strip "The Odd Bodkins" in the San Fransisco Chronicle for many years; in it was a character I remember as Bird. Bird was a realist. Bird was never going to die not having punctured the hot air balloon of another character, Bird's foil, Hugh. Hugh was the naive enquirer pre dating new age optimism. In one strip Bird was asked by Hugh "Are you the kind of person who wakes up in the morning and asks is my cup of life half empty or do you wake and say my cup of life is half full?" Bird: "Na, I say who fookin' stole me cup..." 2016 is the year of who stole me (and yours) cup. In this time we need the Bird's amongst us to make sense of the insensible and ask those awkward questions of the true believers, the free marketeers, the libertines, and neo liberals and the truely hopeful naive. Where the fook do they think they are going? And how much shite are they promoting? Where to begin?

Somun stole velvet garage in Newtown
An easy un and recent un. There were the favourite eatery. There one weekend; then emptied the next. A chalked sign on its roller door saying power had been cut-A likely eviction as all the warehouses in the area are being torn down for apartments only investors can afford. Soon to have great views of cars and lorries spewing outta ground. West Connex the gift that keeps giving. What made velvet garage a great place to breakfast was it made no pretence to be summat trendy like most cafes around Newtown. But the food, coffee, surrounds and staff were, well like home - even for a balding oldie and his missus. Comfortable and a bit edgy. What you saw is what you got. They will be sadly missed, grunge and loud music an all! Interior and more VG pics further down. Black Rose (anarchist collective) went from Enmore and for awhile there was less activist posters up and down King Street. Followin' the dreary federal election "Jobs N Stoats" "Steady as She Sinks" NatLib slogans and an electorate that slept walked towards Pauline Hanson - at least the posters are now back but with a more sinister interactive twist - that broad church of 'Reclaim Australia' is capturing the conversation with their return of the White Australian agenda. Free balling on the anarchist messages.
Funny how as much as they pretend they are not fascists, with an anonymous spray can - it comes out. The slip of a swastika. Heartened by Hanson, the neo liberals, Brexit, the anti-immigrant wave crossing Europe - and their greatest victory Trump. This is their time. While Iraq and Syria are being pulverised they dance in the streets or gloat from their porches. No refugees on our back lawn, thank you! What does it matter their heroes alt-right in America wouldn't know their isis from their elbow, a muslim from a Mexican; as for the native first people...but they are in control. 2016 is their view world domination. Ignorance is truly the winner. Lies and deceit for the right cause; truly noble. Their's is the agenda that is going to set the pace for 2017. Those of us who believed we could not get much lower than the Thatcher years had better get ready. None of us can know exactly what will happen but there are signs it will not be a good ride for those who are already marginalised, or vulnerable. Austerity measures may strip those who have a little; such as a permanent job, part ownership of a house and reasonable health, a small business dependent on the whims of consumerism. Work until you are 90 serfs and "You have never had it so good!" And the willingly blind, grab their ignorance and turn to the Trump's, the Hanson's, the Theresa May's as if they, their tribe of fat cat capitalists, will resolve their woes. Sad because none of these has vision or an alternative. Just the same old money grab for them and theirs. Drain the swamp, change the establishment. None of this has a remote grain of truth. The same greed and self-interest but now with a firmer grip on the levers of power. They get to decide how we will live our lives. We should all sweat a little on that vision. Out of this rises the spectre of the other- like here in the lucky country the one who is causing all this to happen to the perceived erosion of the White Australian well being. Those muslim migrants who can't and won't assimilate. All those who choose by their very presence to be UnAustralian, daring to be diverse, different. Thinking our Pauline is a capital Racist rather than just a realistic racist with the small r. Throwing their perversions into the faces of decent folk, the real Australian flag wavers who know it is only common sense to accept their point of view is right. The gospel of St Pauline of Ipswich, banner girl for what? White supremacy-versions of the Anglo master race. How, people, did we come to this? Is this the very best alternative we can conjure up out our tortured souls?
Bloody anarchists laying down the law...Again!

Since the formation of federal government there has been a constant stream of what passes for thought from this constituency. Ably supported by Bernardi and cohorts and sometimes the still electoral trolling Abbot. The dull and witless points of view about'how the stone age aborigines need to move on...or die out.' That kids don't need to learn about sexual diversity and being valued for who they are at school. Let them keep killing themselves because they can't fit in. Lifters and leaners (lifters being negative gearers). Oh, and there is defiantly no climate change, just a lot of unpredictable weather going on and on and on and then some.

Out in the general community social values are further corroded by yet another reality television/ social media event where people are encouraged to behave even more badly as a contest. Greed is the dominant value. If we were all just the best greedy we could be then the world will be a much better place. The trickle down effect. Down, down to those dying in poverty, deserving their place to be trampled on, undeserving for the dignity they cannot pay for. And exposure to positive stories/people is far outweighed by the amoral, the shallow, the self obsessed. The spawning/hunting grounds of trolls-the new self important warriors of social discourse. How many more time do they get away with hiding behind their vile bile and toxic rants against strong women. We tut, but we have yet to mount a strong challenge in response as our young women are graphically abused. "Sticks and stones of free speech behind a veil of anonymity and cowardice. In Trump's new world misogyny will be king. With casual racism. With climate change denial. With spite and the the last word kicking tweet.
And sometimes it does
Then this year has also seen more attacks on the unions. The public discussion that you don't need them anymore. Yesterday's people. People get to make up their own minds as to their work, pay and conditions under the benevolent gaze of the all wise markets. The same one that goes screaming into free fall every time China blinks or Greece or a butterfly flaps its wings in Patagonia. Meanwhile the job market shrinks, permanent jobs in particular. There has been a significant increase of stories this year about employers (particularly franchises/small retail/hospitality businesses not paying staff the minimum wage and in some cases (the brilliantly evil internship/trial shift) not at all. Hand in mitt are the companies who pay no tax. The investors who increase their personal gain in buying property through negative gearing and offset this so they pay no taxes. The cost of housing soar. Affordability for the generation coming into adulthood a distant joke. Wages do not increase at the rate utility bills do. And we still vote for the likes of Turnbull, Morrison, Barney and co. Or our protest vote goes to One Nation - should be more aptly named 'Our Racism'. Whoopee, we get a commissar to keep the naughty unions in line while safety in work sites erodes through poor application of regulation. Then there is Michael Baird ripping the community guts out of NSW so we can have more, bigger better roads, casinos and convention centres.


President Baird or has he been trumped

And although we have been out on the streets and been loud and visible. As ever hats off to the MUA and the impressive CPSU who are still holding the line for the majority of commonwealth public servants against Cash and Loyd. But protest and effective unionism has not slowed down the inevitable asset stripping and state supported greed of the developers and banks. I take my hat off again to the communities who fought to keep public housing at Millers Point, the Art School open, the West Connect (or car toilet) away from the inner city.



And lastly, from survival day through to deaths in custody, to child incarceration and torture, 2016 was not an improvement for the first people and barely registered on the agenda of the federal election. The visceral pain and anger seen at some of the protests this year shows how deep the wounds are in this community. It remains our shame as deaths keep occurring, processions of black families to the Coroners courts to be told - no one is really to blame - deaths in custody - like climate change - is in denial despite the evidence. 2016. How long before we face justice and address wrongs so corrosive, Kev Carmody's "Rivers of Blood".

On a personal note, getting old, working full time in a demanding job and ending up in hospital three times over the year was sobering. I was grateful to see how the young kids coming through, the health professionals in our emergency services, were decent, human beings of every culture and  so very skilled. Aye well, they put up with me and laughed at all my stupid jokes. Putting up with a pressurised workplace, and it was sad to see the small but difficult to treat cohort of angry, drunk, drugged patients and impressive that front line staff were still able to treat them with dignity and humour. Although Bishop could learn a thing or two about using an effective death stare from some of our nurses.

In case you think this is a rant on all that is wrong, in our family we did take stock and realise how fortunate we are to be living in Australia with what we have. There is also a lot of good to be seen in people. And I have seen it. The tragedy is it does not get the support it deserves, the acknowledgment, the stories when told are left to fade rather than celebrated. The heroes this year? Definitely Gillian Triggs. Those who confronted racism on public transport, the young woman who outed the misogynistic trolls in social media. Stan Grant for starting a public discussion. The Curtis Cheng family. Those who come to aid those less fortunate. Good people, doing good things because it is the right thing to do. This we nurture and nourish as we will need it for 2017. On this we build and we keep hope. Somewhere out there is another velvet garage...



Inside the velvet garage I spent many happy hours
The outer skin of velvet garage

A garager at breakfast




First we take Newtown...
2016 the year the anarchists found colour
Before as a working garage



Crumbling...waiting the developer?
Trees fight back





There is hope in the garden
RIP Prince




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