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Friday, 6 July 2012

Australia's finally lost it

It is the vice of the twenty-first century, and perhaps appropriate to imagine its mantras spoken in an aggressive whining Australian accent, for that land in Oceania once well known for rugged civic virtue has degenerated into a whining, preening self-regarding little pink princess intoxicated with self-love. Once Burke's little platoons had no better exemplar than Australia's local institutions and communities, bound together with a sense of service and duty to each other and to their nation. From across the vast ocean we admired the sangfroid with which they greeted adversity, and in London we admired their sporting excellence and their teamplay, a nation of strapping straight-backed young men who could ride, shoot, reef, splice and steer. Now they all seem to be short, camp, pasty and unhealthy-looking chartered accountants from Sydney with a liking for show tunes and Asian restaurants and an obsession with longevity.

So imagine that irritating antipodean whine intoning "I've got a right to be happy. It's my right" in justification for walking out on a ten-year marriage and three kids, or a lisping little sociopath declaring "I don't care what anyone else thinks" or our preening self-regarding little princess declaring "I owe it to myself to use any means necessary to get what I want"; it's the rule of 'my' 'me' and 'I' and there are no people on Earth who have taken to self-love like the Australians.

And now they are to be taught from the cradle that narcissistic self-regard is good. It's official. Australia's Girl Guides will no longer pledge "I will do my duty to God, to serve the Queen and my country" but rather whine in concert "I will be true to myself and develop my beliefs"

And as Gloria Gaynor in sequins establishes herself as Australia's new Marianne I'll mourn along with Tom Waits the day Matilda died.


Ian said...

Just like Britain - moral degeneracy and the multiracial society go hand in hand.

Sebastian Weetabix said...

But why do you think that??? If one thing characterises the majority of our immigrants it's that they have strong family values - adherence to family, clan and religion seems to be more important to most of them than most of the indigenous people. Afro-Carribean males in London seem to be the exception; witness the 'babyfather' concept of serial unmarried fatherhood. Perhaps they've integrated too well and adopted our modern lack of morals.

Anonymous said...

The minds eye picture of Australia and Australians is one of "Crocodile Dundee" and feats of derring-do.

Now I've never been to Oz but my daughter has on her world tour gap year. The one country she says she will never go back to (sadly) is Australia - rude, ignorant, surly, boring people who don't give a shit about customer service.

Maybe somewhere in the outback there is the odd cattle station where the soul of Andrew Barton Paterson still lives on. "Banjo" AB Paterson wrote Walzing Matilda along with many other fine, romantic (in an Oz way) poignant, funny poems of his time and he encapsulated the whole life of Australia and its hardy pragmatic people. Here is one of my favourites for you to enjoy, or maybe cry over as you remember how great that country once was.

I had written him a letter which I had, for want of better
Knowledge, sent to where I met him down the Lachlan, years ago,
He was shearing when I knew him, so I sent the letter to him,
Just ‘on spec’, addressed as follows, ‘Clancy, of The Overflow’.

And an answer came directed in a writing unexpected,
(And I think the same was written with a thumb-nail dipped in tar)
‘Twas his shearing mate who wrote it, and verbatim I will quote it:
‘Clancy’s gone to Queensland droving, and we don’t know where he are.’

In my wild erratic fancy visions come to me of Clancy
Gone a-droving ‘down the Cooper’ where the Western drovers go;
As the stock are slowly stringing, Clancy rides behind them singing,
For the drover’s life has pleasures that the townsfolk never know.

And the bush hath friends to meet him, and their kindly voices greet him
In the murmur of the breezes and the river on its bars,
And he sees the vision splendid of the sunlit plains extended,
And at night the wond’rous glory of the everlasting stars.

I am sitting in my dingy little office, where a stingy
Ray of sunlight struggles feebly down between the houses tall,
And the foetid air and gritty of the dusty, dirty city
Through the open window floating, spreads its foulness over all

And in place of lowing cattle, I can hear the fiendish rattle
Of the tramways and the ‘buses making hurry down the street,
And the language uninviting of the gutter children fighting,
Comes fitfully and faintly through the ceaseless tramp of feet.

And the hurrying people daunt me, and their pallid faces haunt me
As they shoulder one another in their rush and nervous haste,
With their eager eyes and greedy, and their stunted forms and weedy,
For townsfolk have no time to grow, they have no time to waste.

And I somehow rather fancy that I’d like to change with Clancy,
Like to take a turn at droving where the seasons come and go,
While he faced the round eternal of the cash-book and the journal–
But I doubt he’d suit the office, Clancy, of ‘The Overflow’.

Coney Island

Anonymous said...

A demise which has been, precipitate, terrible and sad.

Though, politically and soon, Abbot will restore real balance and realistic government. Lucky in Aus' - unlike here where it cannot happen - with our prissy preening lot - there are still some tough, plain speaking politicians. Plus and God knows, Joolya [the great liar and global warming lunatic no.1 bar none] needs to go.

I liked Australia, when they hated us with a passion and we respected each other in equal regard.

Its a mystery, I dunno what happened but I miss the mentally tough, outrageously spoken folk hailing from the 'outback', too many Sydney and Melbourne p33*tas around now.
They've become more PC English, than the PC English and I cannot insult them more than that.

cuffleyburgers said...

Read "A Fortunate Life" by AB Facey - 14 yr old kid on his own, droving around Aus with rifle on his back.

That's how we were once as well, read it and weep.

Anonymous said...

I hate to say it chaps... but globally the fucking lefties are winning...

Expat tourist said...

I overheard this Girl Guides thing on the BBC World news headlines on the telly in the other room just as I switched on to this blog a couple of minutes ago. I was in the process of yelling to my wife about the BBC's priorities (or rather lack of them) when your page opened.

The Oz Guides have declared Independence so let them get on with it. I wonder if the cubs/scouts will follow suit.

Many years ago my wife and I seriously contemplated emigrating to Oz but decided against it. However, we have been regular visitors for the past 25 or more years and have covered most of the main things and places to see and do. Regrettably I agree with Anon at 09.07 - the place has been on a steady downhill trend for general friendliness and courtesy for some time. The mishmash of unfettered immigration (despite reasonably strict criteria) especially from Asia has completely changed the "feel" of many Oz towns and cities. Rude and sullen faces now greet you everywhere and much of the spontaneous sense of humour has evaporated. Virtually everything one can buy these days is made in China and what used to be high quality local merchandise has been relaced by cheap tat. Maybe that has affected the old Oz psyche - but on the bright side you can still get some terrific fish and chips down in Fremantle!

Anonymous said...

Sebastian Weetabix @ 8:55 said:

'But why do you think that??? If one thing characterises the majority of our immigrants it's that they have strong family values - adherence to family, clan and religion seems to be more important to most of them than most of the indigenous people.'

We had all those things, and more, not so very long ago. What happened, Mr Weetabix, is Fabianism, or incremental Marxism. The Left racialized our homeland in a pre-planned assualt on our nationhood and identity.

In short, we are in the process of being dismantled, piece by piece. That highly cohered society, that finished the war exhausted, but unbeaten, would be taken apart by successive governments. We will be a minority in our own lands by the end of this century.


Elby the Beserk said...

Two visits to Oz, one a week in 1985 and the other, a month in 2002 to watch the eclipse, told me that the Ozzies are fine people, very hospitable, friendly and robust. As did my daughter who went to work their for a year at the age of 18. She had a fantastic time. And received much wonderful hospitality from the natives, all over the place. Maybe your kid needs to look in the mirror?

Something horrible has happened there - I flagged them for the last place in the world (along with the other old colonies) to fall for the rancid shit of Political Correctness and all the cesspit slime that comes with it.

WTF? As the youth say.

Anonymous said...

Elby - she managed to get along just fine with the rest of world. There is a clue in there somewhere...

Coney Island

Edward Spalton said...

A neighbour, an Australian of the old school ("We sang God save the King every morning") with many of the admirable characteristics you mention, has a rather different view of the politics of New South Wales - even in the old days.
The corruption was (and, I believe, is) still astonishing.

Barry Humphries' portrayal of Sir Rex Patterson ("Minister of culture for New South Wales") was close enough to the mark to be extremely funny. You have to start with something solid in the first place to make a good parody.

However, the rebellion against the climate change scam shows that there's still some of the old heart in the country. Also the Australian Monarchist League is rather more tough-minded and constitutionally aware than its more polite British equivalent.

Elby the Beserk said...

Well my girl - who gets on fine with all folks - had a ball out there, and felt looked after. Just 18, and she insisted on going on her own, worked her way from Sydney up the Gold Coast and then back to Victoria and the Murray River fruit farms, loved the place. As I do.

Enemy of the State said...

Those who find fault with OZ have clearly not yet been to Van Dieman's Land. Now known as Tasmania. It's heaven-on-earth, mate! Where, in the smaller places, people who have never ever seen each other before say 'Hallo' or something similar. Maybe it's because I'm a pensioner - & look it!- that people here are so nice to me in the street & shops, & are almost always accepting of what I want & need, rather than pushing their own. After the sweet deceptive smiles of 11 years in a popular tourist destination South-East Asian country, & cumulatively 36 years of my life (including the first 29) in my home country Britain, people here are so much better. I consider myself lucky to be here - as do so many other British people who live near me. But they say: 'don't let anyone else know! Too many people here would only spoil this Paradise!'

G. Tingey said...

Moral degenaracy and multi-culturalism are completely independant of each other.
In fact the two ultra-authoritarian extremes (one "right" the other "left") of the 20th C were pretty uniform culturally - in fact it was enforced in both states.
But they were unbelievably corrupt and degenerate.
Try again. Unless, of course, you just hate people with brown skins?

Boy Scouts? Girl Guides?
Nasty little thugs.
I was beaten uop within 5 minutes of trying the Scouts (My father had been one, so encouraged me to try it) - I left 10 minutes after that.

Erm ... GW is NOT a scam.
Why you want to believe two ultra-rich oil companies and some crpto-fascist US billionaires, rather than the expert scientists is your problem.
Oh, and there is a very (scary) reason to bleieve GW is true - & it does involve money - & prices & fees going up - & the people raising the fees are NOT happy about it - & are saying so.
Now - test for readers: - who are the people, with serious statistical expertise who are raising their fees, but are unhappy?

Expat tourist said...

@Enemy of the People,

I thoroughly agree with you about your assesment of Tasmania. Compared to the rest of Oz it is indeed a paradise. My wife and I first went there many years ago and liked it so much we returned annually for the following few years. On one trip we met a fellow who ran a petrol station who hailed from just round the corner in the east end of London where my grandparents lived! He was in the merchant navy and his ship called one day in Hobart. He got off and never went back.

The east coast area is magnificent, the folks really are very friendly and the food is fabulous. Maybe they have managed to retain their original homogeneity because, being an island, they have largely avoided the effects of immigration (particularly from Asia)into the mainland. You are very lucky to live there.

PS: If I promise not to reveal the secret hideaway can I be excused incarceration in Port Arthur?

Anonymous said...

They say that, 'Tassie' is a different country - long may it continue and remain thus.

Greg Tingey said...

My sister-in-law lives in Tas.
She has Platipi (Platypussies?) in her back "garden" ....
And, yes, they ARE cute!