As the rubble settles post federal election Australia 2019 and what the anarchists had to say

seems the anarchists decided...

(Published late as it sat in draft fer a long time, coming' ter terms with itself like)

Aye, I were looking forward ter Liberal voting folk turning oop ter work on first Monday morning after election. Revitalised. Gloating and thinking soomhow, they can do owt they like on less than 50% of vote. Got a mandate ter be greedy an' look after number one. An particularly I were looking oot for thems that believe the election outcome was a blow against Labor's pact with the unions. Conversations pop and down the red-land along the lines..."Well gaffer, after Saturday's results yer can take away me annual leave entitlement. Sick leave? Don't need it! Poot it terwoords yer obscene sack of profit - yer wurk hard man! Goaan then exploit oos, its joost the natural order of things. Yer deserve ter exploit me because Im daft as a brush, still believin' in the trickle down effect fairy! As fer that sooper stuff, putting in terwards me retirement. Me? Iam gonna work until I drop dead or if yer have ter retrench oos outta door like the would be grand. Gissus another opportunity ter start over working the tills at Woolies or cleaning the floors at sum big office downtown. Aye, its me own time I can wurk a few hours then be stood down fer a four hour break in the day and coom back fer another couple of hours graft. Nae bover! I'll graft like yew and save me pennies, give em ter the banks ter hold in interest free accounts ter save me own. After all the banks are doing it tough. Me? I'm no leaner. Aw right canny, yer spot on, Im not a boss! Gig economy put me blinkers and harness on an' let me go. So what if I have ter work twelve hours, boot you'll only pay me fer eight? How good is a job man! Aye and forget about all that work, health and safety malarky. Joost a pile of red tape getting in way of progress, have ter be agile. Its down to oos wurkers ter pay attention and not fall off things or have things drop on oos."An if I gets Sick, weell, its joost tight I should be on me own like. Me own fault for not takin' care of us-self.

Did they have that conversation? Did they hell, bollocks. It were all "We won!" We stuck it oop them unions." The winner gives oop nowt an the losers get further cuts ter their work and living conditions. An took the young, they gotta stand on their own feet and pay their way. Except me own, neo-lib young that is!

Aye, it were depressing. Most of all how it gutted a united progressive movement that believed there was a shift in thinking. Backed not by polls boot from asking folk ter list their concerns leading into election. It were an election for change that delivered a dysfunctional and inept government back into power to continue wrecking the social infrastructure, and stamping on a future that would be fair to all - marketing over substance, continued wealth fer the wealthy. The wurd tha stuck in the craw? Aspiration. Only the lifters are canny on that one. I aspire ter empty the tax payers till and give wads of cash ter folk who don't need it. Selective sports rorts. Aye the media had their part to play but mostly it were the inability of the progressive folk ter persuade folk that Bill Shorten was a future. Aye yon fatty Palmer chucked cash aboot, boot we did not bring folk along with us. The big bad unions trope (despite the worse union representation since the Industrial Revolution) worked its creaky spell. Labor can't manage money- and despite the evidence of colossal coalition government waste over the last six years - folk believed Morrison and co were the gnomes of Zurich. Steady hands on the tiller - despite the ship of state being missing. How many months in a leaky boat?

Climate change. What can I say. Morrison: Nowt ter see here? Oh, me in me cap pictured in drought stricken farmland. Nowt ter see. Pictures of the dried out Murray Darling. Aye nowt a bit of rain won't fix. Oh and by the way, the rights ter that rain 'WHEN' it falls belongs ter business. Yer will have ter pay to get a cup of it. Nae leaning mind! We''ll give one of our cronies sum public cash ter sell yer some hay bales. Think nothing of that. Boot it wurked.

The one man band ScoMo, man of the people, fer the people as long as yer don't interfere with religion. Pictures of him praying at Hillsong. Fook me and I thought this were a secular, inclusive country - not driven by because I go ter church and am seen woorshipping makes me righteous and a compassionate leader. Is this the future of politics? Elections. No substance. No accountability fer what you do. Spin fer sake of spin and half truths and outright lies accepted as fact because by the time yer ask the question, the caravan is long gone.

Aye, we had door knocked leading oop ter election. Folk didn't like our campaign. Didn't trust Bill Shorten boot believed the murdoch media, the big bad unions were gonna hold them captive ter improved wages an non-flexible work conditions - like permanent jobs. Growing a future. A fairer, more tolerant society. Labor can't be put in charge of grannies pension. And Morrison almost single-handily ran the neo-libs campaign. It worked. We lost and were gutted. Nowt mooch yer can say. Aye, it were reet depressing. Boot people spoke and voted fer government they wanted. Lets hope we learn from it and the damage over the next cycle is not so great, it gets tougher to have an alternative ter neo-lib capital and its acolytes.  

Thanks comrades! 

And in-between then and now, fires, floods and COVID- a recession.  People still think Morrison is the answer. The question though is "what is our future?" Already it is the most disadvantaged paying the price of recession. A bleak future for most, while the few continue to do well out of the wheels coming off the lucky country.

What did we learn? That you loose by not sitting on the fence. Big ideas lose folk. Snappy one liners, like spoonful of sugar, work. A future based on coal and development at the expense of the environment won. Our indigenous people, their place in our future, invisible on the hustings. Post election, the unions did not reflect on what had changed. That to grow we have to involve ourselves in the grass roots and not factions and infighting. Empower people who have little power to be involved in building a future that reflects them. Not to turn away from the big ideas but bring folk along with them. We all want a better future, its how we achieve this together for tha majority and not the few. A tough election to swallow. But a lesson none the less. The next day, the sun still rose, even if it were a bit harder ter appreciate the warmth it gave.