Lost for words

Words, not ideas, have got in the way of our latest political train wreck.  The Australian heartland, I would suggest, has the same generous idea about our nation’s future. Semantics, however, have gotten us into a terrible mess.

It was John Howard who first made the distinction between the words “multi-cultural” and “multi-ethnic”. His point was that a people are one, but their countries of origin are many. People as different as Cory Bernardi and Chris Bowen would agree with that statement. But it was a clumsy distinction. Chris Bowen’s speech this week was a deliberate attempt to revive this semantic ghost for political effect. It worked. Scott Morison has been tripping all over the place ever since.

My advice, for what it’s worth, is to leave language to poets. Qantas has made famous the words of two of our great song-writers, Bruce Woodley and Dobe Newton. It’s aired every time we step onto a Qantas aircraft because it expresses perfectly and beautifully what we all think.

We are one, but we are many
And from all the lands on earth we come
We share a dream and sing with one voice:
I am, you are, we are Australian

When a bishop trumps an abbott

Rumour has it that there was a rather nasty stoush between a bishop and an abbott last week. Julie Bishop was cagey about what it was over. It is clear what it should have been over. Abbott’s decision to reallocate foreign aid funding to pay for the floods is an error of judgment.

In Battle Lines, Abbott acknowledged that the Liberal party has traditionally struggled with an image problem. The problem is that swing voters see the Liberals as cold-hearted. I say it’s an image problem because this doesn’t need to be the case. No party can claim a monopoly on a good heart. Political parties, you may be surprised to know, rarely disagree with purposes: better health care, better education, helping the down-and-out. What they disagree on is how to achieve these purposes.

Both sides want to help Queensland. But Abbott made himself the news story by axing foreign aid to pay for the floods. Instead he should have tried to cut bottom line spending deployed in unproductive projects under the $42 billion stimulus package. The message here is fiscal responsibility.

I have commented elsewhere why Gillard’s levies are fiscally imprudent. The flood bill should be paid for out of the national budget. It is a very serious problem if the Treasurer is running the economy on such a fine margin that it cannot pay for natural disasters. It’s like the Seinfeld episode where Kramer tries to see how far he can drive his car in the red zone of the fuel tank. Missing this point and being close to a policy suggested by Qld One Nation is a mistake.

Changing the flag…

This week I have found myself driving around Burwood, Ashfield, Marickville, Strathfield, and Camperdown in Sydney’s western suburbs doing errands. These places are heartland Labor seats, held on margins upwards of 15% in most places. Seeing the campaign posters of incumbent members, though, you wouldn’t know it.

Take Strathfield for example. Virginia Judge has been a stable face amidst the NSW government’s storm. She has held Strathfield for Labor since 2003 and has a margin of 15.1%. But I didn’t know this about her until I looked it up. Her campaign posters suggest the opposite. They are swashed in green, don’t say the word ‘Labor’ or ‘ALP’ anywhere, the letters MP after her name are printed very small, and she even looks different!

Then there’s Five Dock. Angelo Tsirekas has been a great Mayor of Canada Bay and has excellent local clout. He has replaced Angela D’Amore after she was accused of inventing a fictitious staffer to charge expenses to. Angelo was pipped at pre-selection several years ago by the Labor heavies but now they can do with his local credentials. And Angelo knows it. His poster is yellow, the Labor logo is minuscule in the bottom left corner, and his tag line is ‘One of Us’.

When Simon McKeon’s was awarded Australian of the Year this year, one of his first announcements was that Australia should change its flag. I can’t see that ever happening. People fought under that flag and will defend it to the hilt. The Australian Labor Party flag, however, is another story. Is that what they mean when they say Labor needs to be re-branded?

Keep the verity

If you’re in the habit of driving around Balmain of a mid summer’s day you”ll notice something different about the place. Someone has gone around and stuck up ‘Keep Verity’ posters on every second corner. You’ll be please to know these are not permanent installations to the heritage suburb. There is a state election coming up in NSW and Verity Firth is coming up for re-election.

Of course, you already knew that. Just not for the reasons Verity wants you to. These days, people pay good money for things to go viral on the internet. But there are still some ways to do it for free – like, for example, if you give a press conference similar to this one.

Click here.

It’s hard not to cringe hearing Verity speak. There are any number of reasons to have sympathy for her. It might outrage you that we place the personal lives of politicians under such scrutiny. Maybe we have unrealistically high moral standards for our politicians (I have been told everyone, just everyone in gen x was doing e). Or then again, there may just be the good old-fashion desire for the truth. Keep verity, indeed.

Ad hockery

Hockey is right. The problem with the flood levy is that it is ad hoc.

Let’s start with what is good about the levy. It is good that we are helping Queensland in their time of need. (The State of Origin has not yet crushed our soul). It’s good that the economy is good enough that we can raise A$ 5.7 billion without too much sweat . And it is good that the money will be spent on infrastructure and essential services.

The problem with the proposal is with the way these things will be achieved. Levies are not economists’ favourite tools. The reason is simple. A stable economy is one where all participants have a clear vision of what the future holds. The difference between a levy and a tax is that a tax is permament and a levy is fickle. The Medicare Levy is called a levy but it is really a tax.

Levies create apprehensiveness about the future. That’s a great recipe if you’re writing a thriller but it is not the best way to manage national finances. Admittedly the flood levy is small but it’s not the sort of precedent you want to be setting. It would be much more stablising to pay for the floods out of the national budget and delay the date by which it comes into surplus.

Why then the levy? Well, it’s politics I suppose. Gillard and Swan have committed to bring the budget to surplus just in time for the next election. Break that promise and their image of economic credibility is diminished. The irony is that they have attracted a lot more attention doing it this way than if they had kept their faith in voters’ common sense.

Fair shake of the sauce bottle, reclaiming patriotism, and all that

In 2005, George Lakoff wrote a book called Don’t Think Of An Elephant. The book was Lakoff’s explanation for why the Democratic Party had been out of power for so long in the United States. Lakoff had sent the book off to some boutique publishers and had been knocked back several times for being too niche. When it finally got accepted, Lakoff half expected never to hear about it again. Within twelve months it had become a sensational hit within the ranks of the Democratic Party.

To explain why it was a hit, you need to know a little bit about George Lakoff. As a linguistic student in the 1960s, Lakoff had studied under Noam Chomsky. Lakoff had been one of Chomsky’s prodigies but the pair had fallen out over a rather obscure difference of opinion. Chomsky’s theory of language was that words had great beauty for their own sake. Lakoff’s view was that the meaning of words resided in deep cavities of our psychology. To understand the meaning of language, you had to understand the human mind.

For Lakoff, the human mind was hardwired in one of two ways. They were directly associated with your relationship with your parents. One half of the population, Lakoff contested, were brought up under a strict parent model. These people responded to language which sparked metaphors of discipline and order. The other half of the population responded to the “nurturant” parent model. These people responded to language which endorsed mutual responsibility and equality.

Lakoff’s claim in Don’t Think Of An Elephant was that people who responded to strict parent figures were hard-core Republicans. Those who responded to the nurturant model were hard-core Democrats. Swing voters had a bit of each in the them. Winning political campaigns for the Democrats came down to a simple strategy: hitting the nurturant metaphor in people’s minds hard enough and more frequently.

To illustrate the point, Lakoff gave an example. The reason Republicans had been so successful in winning voters was that they could summarize what they stood for in ten words or less: lower taxes, stronger defense, smaller government, free markets, family values. If the Democrats could do the same, Lakoff surmised, their fortunes would turn. Lakoff suggested some key words: broad prosperity, stronger America, better future, effective government, mutual responsibility.

I mention this on the day after Australia Day only to explain why I struggled with a book called Reclaiming Patriotism. The book was written by Tim Soutphommassane, a political philosopher I met briefly whilst in Oxford. Tim’s book was aimed for a progressive audience. His argument (at the risk of over-simplifying it) was that the left had ceded jingoistic language to the right. His call to arms was to take it back.

I struggle, firstly, to believe that anyone on the left would admit that they feel queasy around words like liberty, egalitarianism, and democratic citizenship. But the more significant problem for me is Tim’s suggestion that the true deficiency for the left is in language. It’s not at all clear to me why language should be the pre-occupying theme of progressive discourse at the moment. Surely it is more important for left people to be asking itself ‘what can I do to be patriotic’ rather than ‘what can I say to reclaim the language of patriotism’?

Language only goes so far. You can say you want a fair shake of the sauce bottle, but people will only believe you if you seem like the sort of person who speaks that way. People have a way of seeing through slogans.

E pluribus unum

National monuments are not a time for a nation to be modest. Think of Buckingham Palace, the Egyptian Pyramids, and the Eifel Tower. Americans, most of all, are enthusiatic subscribers to this philosophy which is why I was suprised to find my visit to the Capitol Building in Washington DC last December so enjoyable.

As the crowds of American tourists flooded into the auditorium for the 1.30pm screnning of E Pluribus Unum, I was sure that I had made a mistake. I like Americans, but not that much. The truth, though, was once the movie started I rather got into the swing of things.

E Pluribus Unum is the motto of the US. Latin scholars inform me it means ‘from many one’. The theme of the movie, as far as a pundit like me could discern, was that America – a nation built by immigrants – was united by the idea of freedom.

Waleed Aly, in his essay The Patriots Act, once said that Americans framed their national identity around a civic identity rather than a cultural one. The distinction deserves some explaning. Aly’s point was that America found its unity in an idea rather than the appearance of its people. It didn’t matter where you came from. It mattered how you treated your neighbour.

It is an admirable notion. Some might disagree that America embodies it but the Americans deserve points for trying.

The day before Australia Day, it is worth asking what Australia’s motto would be. Would it be cultural? Is it civic? Is Waltzing Matilda a song about a white ex-Englishmen or a man irreverent towards authority, or neither? I’m not sure. But if we ever did get a motto, my only vote is that it not be in Latin.

Starting out

Tom Spencer’s nickname is Spanner. It’s well-deserved. Not only is Spanner a good bloke and a great friend. He is also good for a bit of computer coding. This website is evidence of that fact.

To be fair to Spanner, we did receive some help from WordPress and a software designer called Chris who is by all reputes a perfectionist when it comes to matters of design. Spanner and I both agreed that being a perfectionist in design is like being a perfectionist in building sandcastles. It is traumatic trying to keep up with changing tastes.

Taste is of no importance on this website. It’s all about outlandish opinion. After three years of dithering, this website has finally arrived. Apologies for the delay. It took me longer than expected to come up with something to say. Now the time has come to step out.