Nostalgia Trip

Last week I found myself working in the same western school where I started teaching as a new grad in 1968.

One of the staff is working on the school archive, and when I asked her if there were pics of my year, she turned this up.

To be precise, I wasn't there from the beginning of the year. I was initially appointed to a year three class of 23 in Inglewood, but lasted only three weeks in this cushy posting. The school lost numbers, so in his wisdom, the Regional Director transferred me to take a class of 43 year fives in this school on a weekend's notice.

I never did find out what happened to my predecessor. Perhaps three weeks was all it took to discover that 43 kids are too many.

I was young, keen and thought I was God's gift to the teaching profession, so I stuck it out. In fact, it was one of the most pleasant years I spent in the game, spoiled only by the Damocles sword of conscription which, at the time, was hanging over my head.

My marble had been drawn in my second year at Teachers' College, but the National Service Act allowed me to complete my course and teach for a year before I was enlisted.

They were wonderful kids, and they taught me much more than I ever taught them. I have forgotten all their names, but not their faces or their character.

At about this time in the school year, I was given a day's leave to drive to Warwick for my National Service medical. To be honest, I didn't believe that I'd pass, because I'd had polio when I was two, and one of my legs was slightly shorter than the other.

I was passed A1.

The memory of the good times I spent in this school with these kids was one of the things that sustained me in the following two years, especially during my time in Vietnam.

Teaching remains a noble profession, but it is not as easy now as it was back in 1968 - even with a class of 43.

Long Tan

Forty-seven years ago today at an abandoned village called Long Tan, D Coy 6 RAR fought off an estimated between 1,500 to 2,500 men from the Viet Cong 275 Regiment reinforced by at least one North Vietnamese battalion and D445 Provincial Mobile Battalion.

17 Australians died in the battle and one died of wounds later. 24 were wounded. 245 Vietnamese bodies were recovered, and as many as 350 are believed to have been removed from the battlefield.

Amongst those killed was Frank Topp, with whom I went to school at Downlands in Toowoomba. His mother, Brigid, died recently, so this will be the first anniversary of his death that his family will mourn without her.

I have been to Long Tan twice. The first time was in April 1970 as a soldier, when we staged there as a company on our way to an AO well to the North.

Later, in 2006, I visited the memorial with my two sons in the company of veterans from 8RAR.

On each occasion, I was struck by the stillness and peace of the place.

On 18^th August 1966, it was not still and peaceful.

It’s been a good day, visiting my youngest daughter in Brisbane. The winter sun was warm, and the light clear and crisp as we drove East.

I couldn’t help think about Frank and the 17 others who never got to see their adult children, and whose families mourn them today.

May they rest in peace.

The Democratic Dilemma

Apparently there’s a federal election coming soon.

I’m told it will happen on September 7^th. That’s sounds about right. September 7^th is a Saturday this year.

That will be after my next big trip – Charleville, Cunnamulla, Tambo etc. Usually after a week like this I’m in recovery mode and do very little of substance on the Saturday following, but I will have to do my civic duty and vote.

This means I need to follow a time-honored three stage process to determine my choice of candidate in each house. Contrary to what is presented in the MSM, I don’t get to vote for Tony Abbott or Kevin Rudd.

The three steps in this process are –

1. Determine the issues that are of greatest importance.
2. Examine the published party policies on these issues.
3. Evaluate the best match, choose the party affiliation, and given the candidate in my local electorate isn’t a complete twit, cast my vote.

The trouble is, given recent history (particularly as it refers to the Queensland state poll held in March last year); the published party policies can have absolutely no bearing on the conduct of the newly elected government.

The LNP completely ignored their promises after that election, and we saw mass sackings of public servants, withdrawal of essential services to the most vulnerable sections of the community, and school closures, none of which had been flagged before the election.

In addition, the two major parties, on one important issue (asylum seekers), have adopted an institutionally brutal policy that I find abhorrent, and that I couldn’t support even if threatened with torture (such as being forced to watch another leaders’ debate).

So my time honored process is no longer relevant.

This time, I’ve gone to Auntie (the ABC) for guidance.

They have this carefully researched programe on-line. It was developed jointly by their election Guru (Antony Green) and the Universities of Sydney and Melbourne.

It’s called Vote Compass. Try it – you might be surprised.

It puts you through a series of questions, and figures out where your party affiliations lie. I reckon it’s about right in my case.  

Try Another Way

When you're working with kids with disabilities who are confronted with major barriers to learning, as a teacher, you learn pretty quickly to "try another way".

If you don't, you are unlikely to be successful, and won't last very long in the field.

It's interesting then, to read this piece, which is essentially an outline of another way of dealing with asylum seekers.

I'm posting it, because it is a refreshing alternative to the rubbish which has colonized the MSM on the issue.

The other reason is that the "other way" is something I suggested in a post back on December 1st 2012.

My words back then -

If however, you believe this trickle of “boat people” is a problem, how about considering a real solution to this non-problem?

Short-term, detain them for only as long as basic security and health checks are done. I reckon this would be a month or two. If there aren’t enough resources to do this in a timely fashion, spend some of the billions saved by closing offshore processing centres on exactly this process.

Release these people into rural and regional communities with the proviso that they must carry a specific and unique form of ID - unique to asylum seekers, that is. Allow them to work, and send their kids to school. Specify that they must reside in designated asylum zones. This is where the ID comes in.

These specified zones would be situations in rural and regional Australia, where the courage, resilience and enterprise exhibited by refugees down through our history are valued. There would be no problems created by creaking urban infrastructure. The income earned by these people would stimulate regional economies and maybe help to arrest the decline of some bush communities.

Compare what I suggested back then with what is suggested in this article by Julian Burnside.

I swear he's been reading this blog...

Asylum Solutions: saving money with a more humane response (Julian Burnside) *

The major political parties in Australia are engaged in a competition to outdo each other in their promises to mistreat boat people. The theory is that this will deter others from seeking protection here.
Promising to treat innocent people badly is not usually a vote-winner. In most cases it would be seen as a mark of depravity.
But the argument starts at the wrong place. It starts with the Coalition’s oft-repeated statement that boat people are “illegals”. It starts from the language of "border protection"and "queue jumping": language calculated to make the public think boat people are undesirables, people to be feared, people we need to be protected from.
The fact is that boat people do not break any law by coming here the way they do. Over the past 15 years, 90%of them have ultimately been assessed as refugees entitled to our protection. Their arrival rate over the last 12 months has been much higher than the historic average, but even now it represents only four weeks’ ordinary population growth. While an estimated 25000 boat people arrived in Australia in the past 12 months, we received 168685 new permanent migrants and over six million visitors came to our shores in the year ended December 2012. Boat people do not present a demographic problem for Australia.
Spooked by tabloid scare-mongering, both major parties have chosen deterrent policies; treat them harshly, push them off to small, impoverished Pacific neighbors. The low point of this is the recent Coalition promise to bring in the military to deal with the “emergency”.
The spectacular cost of these measures passes without complaint because it is seen as a kind of protection. While it is difficult to separate out the various components of the cost, indefinite detention costs around A$110,000per person as of 2011-12. The actual cost varies: metropolitan detention is cheapest. It gets more and more expensive ass the place of detention is more remote. On current estimates, we will spend about$2.9 billion each year.

So, how better to deal with them?

First, it is essential for a political leader to show some actual leadership by explaining the facts: boat people are not “illegals”; they are almost always found to be refugees; we deliberately, consciously mistreat them for political purposes; it costs us a fortune to treat them this way.
I do not advocate an open borders policy. Initial detention for people who arrive without papers is reasonable. But it should be limited to one month, for preliminary health and security checks. After that, release them on interim visas with conditions which allow them to work or study and access to Centrelink and Medicare benefits. But require them to live in specified rural or regional towns until their refugee status has been determined.
There are plenty of country towns which are slowly shrinking as people leave. Given that AgForce Queensland, a leading industry body, estimates that there are an estimated 96000 unfilled full time agricultural jobs in country areas, the likelihood is that many asylum seekers would get jobs. But even if all of the asylum seekers who were required to live in country towns stayed on Centrelink benefits, they would spend those benefits on rent, food and clothing, to the benefit of the economy of the town where they lived.
If this approach were adopted, and if every asylum seeker remained on benefits, it would cost about $30,000 per person per year, making a generous allowance for administrative overheads.
That approach would liberate a couple of billion dollars a year which is presently being spent on detention and the various Pacific solutions. A billion dollars a year could be turned to creating more public housing for homeless Australians; the other billion dollars a year could be applied to building schools or hospitals or other infrastructure projects, or used to reduce the deficit or reverse tertiary education budget cuts.
If infrastructure projects were thought of as desirable, it should not be difficult to provide jobs to asylum seekers whose refugee status was still being assessed: a kind of national service coupled with work for the dole. Provided the employment conditions were fair, it is highly likely that asylum seekers would be glad of the work.
There are many ways these ideas could be implemented. A few billion dollars a year can be used to damage asylum seekers profoundly, or it can be used for the benefit of the community in which asylum seekers live pending refugee status determination. But it won’t happen until someone shows enough leadership that we are behaving badly because we have been misled about the character of the people who wash up on our shores.

* H/T The Conversation - 2nd August 2013.

X-Trail

This week's trip was a big one - over 2000kms out to Charleville, Cunnamulla and Quilpie.

She Who Must Be Obeyed (Fleet Manager) has given up trying to provide me with fleet vehicles. I travel too far, and need them for too long.

This upsets the urban denizens who believe that if you drive west of Dalby, you run the risk of falling off the edge of the known world.

So now I use hire cars - this week a Nissan X-Trail.

For the roads I travel, I'm supposed to be supplied with a 4WD.

Now this thing looks like a 4WD, but it isn't. Only the front wheels are powered. On first glance you'd wonder why they bother. Apart from the appeal of the macho image created (apparently) by a vehicle that looks like a 4WD, there are probably more rational arguments for marketing for this niche - which is urban.

Without the tailshaft, which is rarely used, they're lighter and use a bit less fuel. Well that's the theory.

I've driven the 4WD version, and there is no difference in the fuel consumption (an indicated 8.1 lit/100km) between that and this one - three up on country roads. The 2WD has a slightly smaller motor - 2 litres as against 2.5 litres.

Frankly, after 2000 kms in this thing, I couldn't detect much difference. It may have been a tad quieter, and a bit more agile.

You'd buy one of these things instead of a sedan, for three reasons. There is more room inside, they're easier to get in and out off (especially for old codgers like me) and you sit higher and thus see further down the road. This last feature matters when you're overtaking road trains.

Apart from these advantages, the X-Trail is a very practical vehicle. It has an easy-to-clean interior, good ground clearance, and lots of useful and practical and accessible storage space.

It also has a pretty good sound system, with easy to set up Bluetooth, and passable reception and sound quality.

Tamla Motown sounded great on the 620 km return journey yesterday.

Bras in Wyandra

If you're ever out Wyandra way (as I was today), make sure you check out the bras.

Now this doesn't mean approaching women, and asking them to show you their underwear (something that would end badly given the women I know out here - badly for you, that is).

You'd be lucky to avoid ICU.

No, this about a project started by a local lady called Leanne Martels who is raising money for breast cancer research.

Basically, she is trying to create the longest display of bras in the world.

She's made a pretty good start.

What Goes Round....

Couldn't resist posting this.
Thanks, Helen.