Y U No Tweet?

Especially for the vintage members of my family, who might be curious about Twitter.

What is Twitter?

Twitter is part of what’s known as Social Media. It’s entirely interactive, and relies on its users to provide all of the content. Like all social media, it has no value until people start contributing. So, after you’ve logged in to Twitter, you have to find content. On Twitter, that’s done by subscribing to what other people tweet; it’s called following. Tweets are limited to 140 characters, so the messages are short, and will appear on your Twitter screen with the most recent tweets at the top.

How does it work?

Well, you sign up and register for a Twitter account, which is free. You select a name to go by (politicians are wise to stick with their own name), you log in… and absolutely nothing happens. No, really: nothing happens.

But who do you follow?

Anyone you’re interested in: friends and family, celebrities, politicians, organisations like charities and clubs, news media

Do they know you’re following them?

Probably, although it depends on which twitter client they are using, and how they have set up their notifications.

What’s a Twitter Client?

It’s literally a different way of looking at Twitter – like watching the same piece of television footage on different channels. It may look slightly different, but it’s the same basic footage. Different clients are available for download – but that’s for later.

Do you have to ask permission to follow people?  

No, unlike Facebook, you can follow anyone.

How do you tweet?

Just write something and hit the Tweet button. It doesn’t have to be profound or funny or enlightened or even sane. Consider the tweets you’ve already seen – some of them are garbage

What does RT mean?

An RT – or Retweet -  means that someone saw a tweet and wanted to share it with their followers. You can retweet by hitting the Retweet button.

What's a Hashtag?

Tweets can be assigned a topic so that other people can find them quickly. The topic is a few letters or a word or two, preceded by the hash sign. For example, #twitter #instructions

…and from there, it should be pretty self-explanatory.

On the way to work this morning...

This month I celebrate 10 years living in the one house. Next month, I celebrate 10 years working at the same place. That’s 10 years of taking basically the same route to and from work.The surprising thing about that is that it’s still surprising.

Take this morning, for example. I puzzled over a new business at Westfield, wondered about the sanity of people who build (and approve) office developments, and despaired at the lack of safety awareness on the roads.

All this in fifteen minutes!

Mystery Suntrap

Each morning, Rob and I drive through and around Westfield Carindale on our way to work. I drop him off in the green carpark, and continue on, around Carindale Street and Millenium Blvd to Creek Road. We’ve been watching the redevelopment progress for many months, and I check the Westfield website periodically, so see how things are going. It’s starting to look quite impressive, yet we’re collection of café umbrellas and awnings in one of the most unwelcoming places on the Westfield campus.

I looks as though it might be a café…but it’s squeezed between the outside of a multi-level carpark, and a road, in a hot-as-blazes little suntrap that faces vaguely north and I’d assume, costs a fortune. It has no real view of anything other than the surrounding roads, and I imagine the combination of exhaust fumes from the carpark, noise from the giant aircon compressors, and general noise and smells from the street would make it somewhere you just wouldn’t want to be.

Right now, we can see a curved brick fence that follows the line of the road around the bend. Inside that, there are two large square white café umbrellas, and two white rectangular awnings. The position of the awnings and unbrellas suggest that people will be sitting there.

What on earth could this be?

Parking Debacle

A little over half way there, I pass an industrial park with office space to rent, and each morning, I shake my head in wonder at what is being offered. The billboards out the front of the building are advertise the following:

Office Space: 86 workstations plus offices, 36 car parks.

That’s 50+ workers who won’t be able to park their cars!

No worries, you say. Take public transport!

I had a look at the Translink trip planner today. The nearest train station is 1km walk away; there is one bus that services the area, but to get there from the city you need to change buses at Carindale. From the city, this journey by bus is at least 40 mins and at least $3.58 each way. That’s $35.80 per week in bus fares.

This property is on the corner of two fairly major roads, it’s less than ten years old, and it’s outside the CBD – but less than 15 minutes by car to the city. It’s easy to find, fresh and modern. Assuming the rent is competitive, this would be great office space – but more than half the staff would be unable to drive to work.

Now why would council approve an office development like this, outside the CBD, with insufficient parking for staff?

And why would a business rent premises that are likely to cause problems for staff?

How to be Roadkill

This is not the 1950s in Rome. It’s 2012 and a very attractive and unbelievely stupid woman was riding her Vespa through peak hour chaos in Brisbane.

There she was on Lytton Road, Murrarie, near the southern end of the Gateway Bridges, riding her red and white Vespa, wearing a matching red and while helmet, and sheer  beige blouse set off by a long cream scarf. The skirt was a red and white too, and the stilletos were beige.  I didn’t see gloves or pearls…

You read that right. Stilettos. This silly woman was riding her silly little bike through heavy traffic wearing a silly little blouse and skirt and stilletos.

I won’t bore you with details of the injuries she could suffer if she unexpectedly parted company with her bikelet, but death is on the list.

There’s a reason why medical authorities and emergency workers recommend that if you’re going to ride a motorbike of any kind, you wear full protection: long sleeves and long pants, solid shoes, gloves, helmet. Even better, make sure your long sleeves and long legs are leather, with hi-vis over the top.

And now it’s raining. I wouldn’t want to be her, this afternoon, driving home in the rain: slippery roads, slippery shoes, sticky clingy clothes…looking gorgeous won't mean as much then.

Build A Bridge

Note to political candidates: don’t sabotage your relationships with media, including social media.

Sounds obvious, right?

Apparently not.

I have to ask, what’s going on with Andrew Fraser and 612ABCBrisbane’s Steve Austin. It was Steve’s first morning back on ABC Mornings after several years on evenings, and quite early on in the show. He was interviewing a woman about the protests against CSG mining exploration in the Beaudesert area, when there was a sudden twitter disturbance.

It’s actually a big decision for an MP and Deputy Premier to withdraw from a regular radio gig so soon before a state election, particularly without explanation. He may have disagreed with Steve’s approach to the interview,which is his right, and he may have been annoyed, but surely he’s done himself a disservice by arcing up. What does it mean? Will Mr Fraser never appear on another Steve Austin broadcast? Will he avoid the ABC altogether? Will the ALP be able to find a replacement for the regular segment he used to do with Madonna King and the LNP's Tim Nicholls?

Nature, politics and social media abhor vacuums…and when voters don’t know why the Deputy Premier had a tiny tanty on twitter and dissed the ABC, they’ll speculate. Out here in voter land, we’ll fill the knowledge gap with anything ranging from guestimates to science fiction.

Of course Steve didn’t respond via twitter as he refuses to use it, but he has told ABC Online that Mr Fraser will be welcome on air any time.

You can hear what Mr Fraser was responding to by going to Steve’s blog on the ABC website. 

I think Mr Fraser is a pretty good operator. He’s one of the better communicators in Queensland politics right now, Monday’s twitsplosion notwithstanding, but he can’t afford to lose the loyalty of the ABC morning show audience. So unless Steve Austin stole his girlfriend in fifth class and he’s never gotten over it, Mr Fraser will have to just build a bridge.

Meanwhile, the rest of the Queensland political set wait. Despite Premier Bligh’s strategic reluctance to name a date for the forthcoming Queensland election, there is enough electioneering going on to convince most voters that the campaign has started without them.


Peter Beattie has been busy, trying to reclaim his crown as Queensland’s biggest media tart. As a former Premier, he has ‘Senior Statesman’ status, but I’m not sure that gives him the right to bucket the woman who was his hand-picked successor. Aside from anything else, it’s disrespectful to the party he led for so many years, and it just looks bad.


There’s something else too. I suspect that Mr Beattie’s style of politicking is passé. The political environment has changed, thanks in part to Tony Abbott. The electorate is becoming less tolerant of negativity and political point-scoring. We want more substance, but Peter Beattie isn’t in a position to deliver anything – he’s got about as much legislative power these days as his old dog, Rusty.

Pseudo-head of the LNP Campbell Newman has tried to pull the trigger to start the election, and unveiled a Countdown Clock, counting backwards to a date which has little relevance to anything. 


When asked by Steve Austin, Queensland head of Katter’s Australian Party said this morning that he thought March 17 would be the date, but that he wasn’t sure. (Regulations state that the election can be held on any Saturday up to but not later than June 16, 2012 – 5 months from now. The maximum duration of a political campaign is 8 weeks, if you define a campaign from when the election is called until election day.)


And yet, the campaign bus rolls on.


Steve Kilburn has been out and about, getting amongst the people for months now. Steve holds Chatsworth, the most marginal of Queensland seats by 0.1%. Not a Saturday goes by that we don’t see Steve sizzling a sausage or parked behind a card table at one of the local shopping centres. He’s also very active on Twitter, as many of the ALP members are.


Mrs Kilburn, Steve’s wife, has added a very special touch: she organised a campaign theme song for him as a Christmas gift. The song’s a bit rappy and a bit naff, but it’s a novelty, and a great way of getting some publicity, as he did on 4BC this morning, as well as in the Courier Mail today. As of 3pm today, the video on YouTube had been racked up 1,132 views – appalling if you’re Beyoncé, but pretty impressive for an MP, before the election has been called – and Steve’s not Beyoncé. You can check it out here.



And then there’s the fight for Ashgrove. Keep Kate stickers are all over Brisbane, and she’s out there, day after day, in voters’ faces. On the other hand, her opponent Campbell Newman is trying to hold the LNP together with every ounce of engineering skill in his possession, and the strain is obvious.

After his breakfast address to colleagues on Monday morning, he walked out without talking to the media who were waiting there for him. Maybe it's a new media-management plan for LNP Opposition Leaders. His federal counterpart, Tony Abbott, is well known for walking away from the media. I’ve often thought that with Abbott, the walk-away technique is a deliberate tactic to allow him to extract himself from on-camera situations before he says or does something stupid. It’s certainly better than his stand-there-and-shake routine that he premiered with Channel Seven’s Mark Riley last year. Poor Tony; he really needs to stop trying to win the last election.


But back to Campbell Newman: he doesn’t want to get a reputation as someone who walks away from the media. If he’s feeling a bit shouty, he’ll need to build a bridge and get over it, or forget about a career in politics.

And Steve Austin needs to get over his fear of Twitter.

No Win

I adored my Auntie Maisey. She was my grandfather’s younger sister. She lived in Epping, in Sydney, in a gorgeous house that smelled of a special mix of trees and damp soil and curry powder and perfume. Each summer, from the time I was a pre-schooler, Mum would take me on a 6 hour train trip to visit Auntie Maisey for a few days in the Big Smoke. We’d do a bit of shopping, eat and drink exotic fare like Spaghetti Bolognese and Iced Coffee.

Maisey was a widow with two grown daughters and soon, she retired. With more time on her hands, the local RSL club beckoned. I didn’t really understand what was happening when she sold her beautiful home and moved to a new, two bedroom unit not far away. In fact, I thought it was the height of sophistication.

Next to go was some of the glorious old furniture. Maisey just sold it. No biggie; it was just furniture to me. But when she moved to a smaller, more modest flat, and started shopping at St Vinnies, selling more furniture, selling her hand-crafted tapestries…well, I was old enough to understand. Maisey put every cent she owned through the pokies at Epping RSL Club.

Not long after she died in 1991, the Epping RSL moved to new premises. We’re all a little bitter – which parts of the palatial new club did Maisey’s gambling fund?

Why are Poker Machines a problem?

Problem gambling defies logic and about 75% of problem gambling involves poker machines, or ‘slot machines’ as they are known in the USA.  Problem gambling is counter-productive to living a happy and fulfilling life – and yet thousands and thousands of people do it in Australia. Clinically, it’s an “impulse control disorder”, similar to an addiction. Studies have shown that while playing the pokies, even casual players will experience a higher than normal occurrence of irrational thoughts. Source: http://oz.berkeley.edu/~aldous/157/Papers/irrational_slot.pdf

Different sources publish different numbers, but the consensus is that we’re talking about the number of adult Australians roughly equivalent to the population of Hobart having a gambling problem. Twice that number are considered to be moderate gamblers who are at risk of developing a more serious problem. 75% of problem gamblers play the poker machines.

January 2012

Right now, Tasmanian independent Andrew Wilkie is trying with all his political might to convince the PM to support  a national programme of Mandatory Pre-Commitment for all pokie players in Australia. ClubsAustralia and the AHA are fighting back with their $10m “It’s UnAustralian” campaign, arguing that clubs rely on the revenue from poker machines to fund their community support programmes.

I hate poker machines. I’ve played them, and I’ve been equally entranced, bored and disgusted. Mainly, I hate what they’ve done to people I love. I imagine Andrew Wilkie feels the same way.  While Julia Gillard holds her cards close to her chest, there are a few things about poker machines and gambling addictions that we should get on the table.

What is Mandatory Pre-commitment?

It’s a system which requires players to set the dollar value that they will gamble or the length of time they will gamble, before they start playing. If they are winning, they can continue to play with the money they are winning, but when they have used all of the money they committed before they started, and have lost all of their winnings, they cannot continue to play. The system requires that all poker machines in Australia be linked, so that if you are locked out, you can’t simply move to a different machine or a different venue.

 The other requirement is that in order to play the pokies, you must be registered – this is the so-called ‘licence to punt’. Civil libertarians and club directors are having a field day with that one. It doesn't mean finger-printing or excessive ID requirements - it requires about the same ID as it takes to enter a club, and gives Australians a choice about how much to gamble.

Mandatory PreCommitment is also known as “informed consent”, because it has been noted that when gamblers are gambling, they may experience a less rational state of mind, and be incapable of making a good decision about their gambling exposure in that situation.

The Productivity Commission has recommended mandatory pre-commitment as the way to help problem gamblers, calling it a ‘strong, practicable and ultimately cost-effective option for harm minimisation’.

While Ms Gillard is considering her options for Poker Machine Reform, Tony Abbott has promised to rescind these reforms if he comes to office.

Why are Clubs Australia, and the Australian Hotels Association against Mandatory Pre-commitment?

Obviously, Clubs Australia is vehemently against any measure that could reduce their profits, and they have launched a major campaign under the green-and-gold banner, its-unaustralian.com.au.  ClubsAustralia believes that Mandatory PreCommitment will reduce the amount of money being played through poker machines, and the result will cut into their profitability. They’re right.

And now we’re off and running. If the club loses money, the price of their food and drinks will need to rise and the amount of money they can donate to sporting clubs and other community charities will be less.

Mandatory PreCommitment would require that every venue in Australia with a poker machine have that machine (or machines) upgraded and wired into the national network. It is estimated that close to half of the machines in Australia are nearing the end of their lifespan, and so would be replaced. The total cost to clubs is estimated at around $3 billion dollars.

Are there any other options to help control problem gambling?

The other Government lead strategy is to limit the amount of an individual bet on a poker machine to a maximum of one dollar. The aim is to reduce the amount of money involved in each bet, making the funds potentially last longer, and the playing session last longer. This could have an impact on problem gamblers who play the higher stakes machines, as those machines would be re-engineered with a less risky, one dollar spin limit. This is an option always favoured by Mr Wilkie.

ClubsAustralia proposes a continuation of a programme called ClubSafe, in which they advocate voluntary, common sense approach to problem gambling, including counselling, self-regulation, Gamblers Anonymous and having club staff monitor and ‘counsel’ “at risk” gamblers. The problem faced by ClubsAustralia is that any programme designed to reduce problem gambling will, by its very nature, reduce the amount of money played through pokies and therefore, reduce the revenue to the club. Reducing the risk to problem gamblers is in conflict with their commercial imperative.

ClubsAustralia also supports the introduction of voluntary, venue-based pre-commitment rolled out over the natural life cycle of the machines, shifting responsibility back to the venues and making it optional.  This allows players who decide that should they wish to exercise the option of using pre-commitment as a tool for budgeting, this technology will be available to them. It also allows those who chose to ignore the facility to ignore it.  (source: http://www.its-unaustralian.com.au/Blogs/Blog/April-2011/What-should-be-done-to-help-problem-gamblers-.aspx)

How do we solve the problem?

Before we find a solution, we have to accept that the aim of Pokies Reform is to get those 100,000+ problem gamblers out of danger. When you consider that 40% of the money gambled via pokies is from problem gamblers, there will be consequences. There’s no doubt that revenue from clubs is a vital part of our community support structure; we can’t afford to lose it all, but we must be prepared to make some sane decisions.

We must accept that any successful pokie reform will mean less revenue for clubs.

I think it’s screamingly obvious that we need a comprehensive approach to the problem, an approach which combines the best outcomes for problem gamblers with the least impact on clubs. This solution must include:

ü  One dollar maximum bet limits on all poker machines – no exceptions

ü  Mandatory PreCommitment – Conditional (for example, for anyone wishing to play the pokies more than once in any given week.)

ü  Mandatory PreCommitment Technology to be phased in over three years, with Government incentives for Clubs as they comply
ü  Additional Support (counselling, support groups, literature) for problem gamblers and their families

 Random Facts about Poker Machine use in Australia 

·         Up to 1% of adult Australians have a gambling problem – 160,000 people

·         Up to another 2% of adult Australians have moderate gambling problems and are considered at risk.

·         At least 75% of problem gamblers play the pokies

·         48,000 Australians (30% of adults) have played the pokies in the last year.

·         15% of people who play the pokies weekly are problem gamblers and account for 40% of the money spent on pokies each week.

·         88% of pokie players bet one dollar or less on each spin.

·         Australians lost over $12 billion dollars through Poker Machines in 2010.

·         ClubsAustralia has a budget of $10m to fight the Pokie Reform legislation.

·         ClubsAustralia estimates the cost of bringing all of Australia’s almost 200,000 machines up to standard and adding them to a national network to enable PreCommitment at around $3b.

Mud Wrestling

There were some momentous outcomes from the floods that drowned much of Queensland a year ago. Think of Brisbane’s Mud Army, Baked Relief, the impact of social media, the ABC’s role as an emergency broadcaster… and the many personal stories of survival. For those weeks in January 2011, the people of Queensland pulled together as never before, and performed miracles. This week, we’ve looked back, we’ve mourned, we’ve celebrated our recovery and we’ve looked forward, but we haven’t done that together.

The ‘face’ of the food disaster was undoubtedly Premier Anna Bligh. Her presence on our televisions was steady and reassuring, informative and sensitive. Her sustained efforts during the flood peak showed her strength and her love for her state.  Queenslanders warmed to her compassion and control, and we saw a huge bump in her polling numbers. Conspicuous in his absence at the time was the Leader of the Opposition, John-Paul Langbroek. Later, he explained that he had been putting his time and energy into helping with the cleanup. Fair enough.

What about Brisbane City Council? I recall seeing Ipswich Mayor Paul Pisasale on the television, but I don’t recall Brisbane’s Lord Mayor, Campbell Newman,having a major profile during the flood disaster, although he was certainly talking to media. A quick Google search revealed comments in newspapers, on ABC, B105 and 4BC and elsewhere during the week 10-17 January 2011. He was visible, but he wasn’t seen to be sitting in the driver’s seat. Anna was already there.

Lord Mayor Campbell Newman resigned from Council in April, to contest the state seat of Ashgrove. He is also the Leader of the Liberal National Party, despite not being a parliamentarian. If the LNP wins the next state election, and if Mr Newman wins the seat of Ashgrove, he will be the next Premier of Queensland. Recent polling indicates his support may be sliding, but not enough to cast serious doubt on his chances.

Meanwhile, the new Lord Mayor of Brisbane is Graham Quirk, currently serving his 27^th year on Brisbane City Council. Yesterday, he hosted a cruise on the Brisbane River for a hand-picked group of flood survivors, volunteers and a few dignitaries. Undoubtedly, he was the right person to do it, and yet it felt a little off-kilter. The two leading figures during Brisbane’s floods were both absent, and there was no public  function of any kind in the city. This was a decision made by Brisbane City Council who apparently decided that it would have been inappropriate to a have a public event to remember the floods, lest it seem like a celebration.

NineMSN reported that Mr Newman was invited to the reception, but declined, choosing instead to hold a Shadow Cabinet Meeting in Ashgrove. Strange decision: it would have been entirely appropriate for him to be on the ferry with Lord Mayor Quirk.

Aside from his class excursion to Ashgrove, Mr Newman spent yesterday pretending to call a state election. “Today marks the start of the state campaign, whether the premier has confirmed it or not," Mr Newman told reporters in Ashgrove.  Well it sounds ballsy; it’s just not correct.

This morning, he’s gone a step further and has stated that March 24^th is the three year mark since Anna Bligh’s government was sworn in, and that the election must be held before then, or time will run out. There's even a "countdown clock"... but it's counting down to the wrong date.

Queensland electoral law requires that the next state election can be held on any Saturday, up to and including, but no later than 16^th June 2012. That date is based on a convoluted calculation involving  the issuing of writs, the closing of the electoral roll and the maximum length of an election campaign. Unless Mr Newman is planning some sort of media stunt to mark the 3^rd Anniversary of the current government, March 24 has no special significance.

My guess is that all his talk about an election being held on March 24 will only guarantee that the election will not be held on March 24. The unofficial campaign has been rumbling along in Ashgrove for months now; all Mr Newman’s talk of election campaigns starting is nothing more than Newman trying to look like a Premier.

And the real Premier? Where was she on the anniversary of the Brisbane Flood of 2011? I did see her announcing that there would be some kind of statue or monument commissioned to honour the Mud Army, and I hear that she jumped in a tinny and had a look at some of the areas that were underwater a year ago. Where she wasn’t, was on the ferry with Lord Mayor Quirk.

That struck me as bizarre, so I nosed around, and it appears that she wasn’t invited. Yep, the Lord Mayor of Brisbane did not invite the Premier of Queensland to the one-and-only official event to mark the first anniversary of the Queensland  floods. A council spokesman told NineMSN that “representatives from several state government agencies had been invited, but the premier’s office did not contact the council about the event.”

Hang on – is it protocol for the Premier to have to request an invitation to an official council reception of this nature? That doesn’t sound right.

I suppose there could be many reasons why Mr Quirk would have left Ms Bligh off the invitation list. Perhaps he thought…um…maybe…it could have been...um... No, I can’t think of a single reason why the Lord Mayor would deliberately not invite the Premier to yesterday’s reception, other than the obvious one: political partisanship. He’s LNP, his predecessor and former boss is now Ms Bligh’s opposition. Maybe that’s enough of a reason. I’d call it a deliberate snub.

As to yesterday’s events, it’s certainly not the way I would have done it. I would’ve had a massive public reception, maybe at Suncorp Stadium or at South Bank, and I would have invited Ms Bligh and Mr Langbroek, Mr Newman, all of the MPs (both state and federal), representing seats in and around Brisbane, the PM, the Opposition Leader, the vice-royals, and the remarkable people who lead the recovery effort. I would have had a sincere and solemn service to remember all that was lost – thankfully no lives were lost in Brisbane as a result of the flood – and I’d follow it with a massive one-off festival, with satellite festivals in suburban hubs.  The focus would be on celebrating Brisbane’s resurgence and refocussing on what is still to be done. I’d hold it this weekend, the first anniversary of the Mud Army self-mobilising, and I’d make it as low-cost and family-friendly as possible.

No politics and no politicking. The people of Brisbane – flood survivors and recovery workers alike – deserve an opportunity to mark this anniversary. Perhaps our city council misjudged the mood.

Update: If you search Dirty Politics in Google Images, the first uncaptioned photo image - and the first image on Page 2 - is of Campbell Newman. He appears before such luminaries as the head of the Delhi Commonwealth Games Committe and most of the Republican presidential hopefuls.

The Rainbow Connection

Margaret Court is an Australian sporting legend. She has won every grand slam tennis title on the same year, on her way to 24 grand slam victories. She was inducted into the International Tennis Hall of Fame in 1979, she’s had her face on a stamp, and has a major tennis stadium in Melbourne Park named after her…at least for now.

And now, at almost seventy years old, she is still as determined as ever, even at the risk of undermining her deserved reputation as a great Aussie. It seems that her faith is very much out of step with modern society (just typing ‘modern societies’ makes me wonder if we’ve all time-warped back to the 1950s).

Put simply, Margaret Court has a problem with homosexuality, and she’ll take her beliefs out and shake them all around in public. In 1990, she said that Martina Navratilova and other lesbian tennis players would ruin tennis and were a bad example to younger players, and she’s been singing from that hymnbook – literally – ever since.

Ms Court became a minister in the 1980s, and founded her own pentecostal church, known as the Margaret Court Ministries. She even has her own Christian television programme, “A Life Of Victory”. Past retirement age, Pastor Court is still working as a minister in Perth, and she is still preaching the evils of being gay.

In 2012, we’re seeing great progress being made in the area of gay rights, a journey which would have been further down the road to completion were it not for that pesky AIDS thing… but here we are. Queensland and the ACT have passed laws in favour of civil unions. Most other Australian states have partnership registries and equal rights for gay de facto partners. In a Morgan poll in mid 2011, 68% of respondents supported same-sex marriage. It’s on the agenda, and with the ALP voting in their national conference last month to allow a conscience vote on the issue, it may be a reality sooner than we think.

Back in December 2011, Margaret Court’s response to the issue was to state on the record that “Politically correct education has masterfully escorted homosexuality out from behind closed doors, into the community openly and now is aggressively demanding marriage rights that are not theirs to take".

Uhoh. The gay community and its many supporters were not happy. So unhappy, in fact, that they are calling for people attending the Australian Open Tennis, particularly those watching games in the Margaret Court Arena, to wave rainbow flags in support of gay rights.

And now we’re into a debate about free speech. Pastor Court has suggested that she is being discriminated against because she is a Christian. From her perspective, all sorts of minority groups are encouraged to speak out, but she is not.

Balderdash. Hogwash. Malarkey. Crap. What a load of old cobblers’…

Let’s talk about this, starting with her assertion that she is not allowed to speak out. Margaret Court has as much right as anyone else – and better opportunity than most - to say whatever she wants to say, and ensure that it is heard. She has her pulpit at the Victory Life Centre Church in Perth. She has her own television show, which I believe is broadcast on the Australian Christian Television network (available on Foxtel). She has two websites: www.margaretcourt.org.au and www.victorylifecentre.com.au  On top of that, she is still regarded as one of Australia’s all-time greatest sports stars. If she wants to call a press conference, issue a statement or make an appearance, she can do that, and the media will attend.

Let’s compare that to a fairly normal person like, say, me. I have this blog, plus active accounts on Twitter and Facebook. I can talk to family, friends, and the people I work with, leave comments at online media news sites, and if I’m really steamed, I can call a talkback radio station and have a little shout. Ms Court really can’t claim that she has no avenue through which to say her piece.

Did you catch the irony there? The comment about not being able to speak up against the minorities and voice her opinion was printed in every major Australian newspaper.

So what happens to model members of our society, like Margaret Court, when society changes and leaves them behind? Dr Kerryn Phelps, one of Australia's best known lesbians and doctors has tweeted, suggesting to Victorian Premier Ted Bailleau that Margaret Court’s name should be removed from the arena. Dr Phelps’ tweet is getting a lot of support on Twitter, but the idea doesn't sit well with me.

Lesbian tennis stars Martina Navratilova, Billie Jean King and Rennae Stubbs have condemned Pastor Court’s stance. Tennis Australia has also distanced itself, with the following statement on its website.

Margaret Court has every right to her beliefs. She has every right to voice her opinions too, and contrary to her own words, those opinions are heard and broadcast far and wide. Having said that, the gay community and their supporters have an equal right to express their beliefs and opinions, and they are planning to do just that when they wave their rainbow flags at the Australian Open.

The question is whether Margaret Smith-Court, tennis legend, and Pastor Margaret Court of the Victory Life Ministries can co-exist.

Margaret Court, tennis legend is our history; half of Australia’s population wasn’t born when she won her last Grand Slam. No-one can take those victories away; surely no-one would want to...yet many of the gay activists who are planning to wave their rainbow flags have no memory of Margaret Court as a tennis champ.

Pastor Margaret Court is here and now, attracting a national audience, talking about the way she is discriminated against for her Christian views, while at the same time, preaching that we have not only a right, but an obligation to the Bible to discriminate against gays. It’s incongruous.

I hope that we can find a way to preserve her reputation as one of the greatest tennis players ever. Her second career is taking over now, and unfortunately, it’s leaving its shadow across the first. This extraordinary woman has two monuments in her honour. One is a tennis stadium; the other is a church. One will be the scene of protest as a result of what is taught in the other.

Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection, the lovers, the dreamers and me.

Update Friday 13th: For further developments, see Professor Kerryn Phelp's response.

The Idiot and the Village

Never argue with an idiot, quoted Billablog in his most excellent blog, referring to the social media storm that hit yesterday in response to Teresa Gambaro’s bizarre suggestion that we teach immigrants about deodorant and the etiquette of queuing. The idiot, of course, is Ms Gambaro, the Member for Brisbane and Opposition Spokeswoman for Citizenship and Settlement. Billablog made a valid point when he pointed to the dangers of public outrage drawing attention to something best left alone. The risk of giving the idiot attention is to increase her profile and give the argument longevity and even credibility.

In fairness, the only people arguing with this particular idiot are the members of her party, and probably a few family members, friends and advisors. The rest of us are just stating our opinions and arguing amongst ourselves.

Really, all the attention has added to Ms Gambaro’s statement is visibility. It’s up to us, her constituents, to determine whether her comments are credible, and by extension, whether she is credible. I believe that bringing Ms Gambaro’s ‘deodorant and queues’ comment to prominence is important because it gives the electorate the chance to see what she stands for.

So who is the idiot-woman? Ms Gambaro is the Member for Brisbane, an experienced parliamentarian, yet in her first term representing the precarious seat of Brisbane. The LNP holds the traditional Labor seat by a margin of 1.1%. There’s a reasonable chance that she might not be re-elected. Billablog is right to say that she was, prior to yesterday, a minor player at best, with no national profile. Well, she has one now, as an opposition backbencher who spouts unpopular opinions that don’t reflect the mood of the country and aren’t endorsed by the party to which she belongs. These are serious charges for someone hoping to build a positive profile.

And what did she say? She told The Australian that she was concerned about new migrants on work visas not integrating into the community because Australia had failed to teach them about cultural issues related to health, hygiene and lifestyle.

Using deodorant properly and waiting patiently in queues were two examples she used to illustrate what she considers to be acceptable norms.

“Without trying to be offensive, we are talking about hygiene and what is an acceptable norm in this country when you are working closely with other co-workers.”

Billablog hit all the sensitivities in his blog: I care.

“Of course, we could talk about how this trivialises the issue of multiculturalism, we could talk about how it appeals to racists, we could talk about the irony of a daughter of Italian immigrants saying something like that but really, who cares?”

I can’t agree that Ms Gambaro’s comments have trivialised the issues of multiculturalism. In fact, I suggest that the Deodorant Debacle has brought the issue into the public domain, and forced us to think more about how we behave, and how we expect new arrivals to behave. It makes us ask questions about our responsibility to prepare new arrivals to live as part of an Australian society we can barely define. I’d like to think that the mention of deodorant and the etiquette of queuing was a clever ploy by Ms Gambaro to get these issues on the agenda and gauge the response. I doubt that’s the case. I doubt Ms Gambaro is that wily. The social media response to her comments tends to suggest that if anything here is trivial, it’s Ms Gambaro.

But do comments of this nature feed into the stubborn streak of racism that we see every so often in Australia? Yes, I think it does. A quick analysis of the first 200 comments related to the Courier Mail’s online coverage of the story showed that 54% of comments were either opposed to Ms Gambaro’s comments, or thought she was targeting migrants when the larger population was a fault. Only 35% agreed with Ms Gambaro. 8% of comments were either irrelevant of could not be classified. Is there a degree of racism at play? At least one in three Courier Mail comments – and these are traditionally conservative – supported Ms Gambaro’s comments.

Perhaps racism is the wrong term, as Ms Gambaro didn’t specify a race. She did specify immigrants though, and by singling them out for mention, her words are discriminatory.

What have we achieved, by voicing our disapproval through social media, on talkback radio and in online comment sections? Is it, as Billablog suggests, counterproductive as it raises her profile, and hence her standing?

I think it’s far more than that, and I think our right to hear our politicians’ speak  and respond to them is one of the strengths of our democracy. At its most basic level, the attention Ms Gambaro received tells her that her comments are not shared by a majority of the population. Her response to the message we sent was to issue an apology for any offence she may have caused. Note that she didn’t not apologise for her words, or retract them; her apology applies only to the impact of her words. It’s standard in politics and celebrity circles, but seems to lack conviction and sincerity. In Tony Abbott’s absence, acting Opposition Leader rebuked her, saying that her suggestions were “not Coalition policy and not in line with modern Australian attitudes.” At the least, Ms Gambaro knows exactly where she stands…which is, politically speaking, on her own.

Oftentimes, it takes a controversy or a scandal to reveal the truth and bring it to the attention of those who are not generally interested in politics. Now, when voters in the seat of Brisbane head to the polls, if they know nothing else about Teresa Gambaro, they’ll probably remember that she considers new arrivals to be ill-mannered and foul-smelling.  Some will agree – about 1 in three, if you believe the comments pages of the Courier Mail, and I don’t – but others who may have considered voting for the LNP may turn away because of this. Remember, it’s an inner city seat.

There’s a larger effect to be considered when feedback is provided to politicians: the richness of being part of the process, or being heard and being acknowledged, the sense of vindication when you react and see others reacting the same way, and know you're part of a community of shared values.

We vote for our candidates, we elect a government, and quite often, when our local member is less prominent, we hear little of them beyond the occasional press release and appearance at speech nights.  I’ve scoured her website; there is no mention of her shadow portfolio – Parliamentary Secretary for Citizenship and Settlement – since July 2011, when she attended a forum with Scott Morrison. Neither yesterday’s interview, which sparked the controversy, nor the hasty apology, are on her website today. She doesn't make the news...well, not until now.

Shine a light on the idiots and hold them to account.

Keeping Up Appearances

Ros Reines is copping it this week. Tweeting as @tabloidterror, Ros is trying to outrun the social media explosion that occurred in the wake of her comments in the Sunday Telegraph about MasterChef celebrity Julie Goodwin (see below) and her controversial swimsuit pic on the cover of New Idea magazine. Ros has been very public about her recent 20kg weight loss, so she should understand the emotional minefield around weight and body image. Regardless, she waded in, even making reference to the health issues related to weight.

 
Julie wasn’t happy, and in one of the more reasoned and gracious blog posts of this kind, made her point, and in doing so, made her reputation with the folk who don’t give a rat’s patoote about MasterChef. This Julie Goodwin woman has class.


But what about Ros? Clearly she’s feeling the pressure, and not for the first time. Ros has had public stoushes with Brian McFadden and Ruby Rose. But this morning, she tweeted this, to her old friend-then-foe-then-friend-again.

Picture it: a club for those people who’ve been rolled by social media – but that’s another blog. For the record, Vile Kyle stood in for Ros when she was on leave last year, writing her column.


For now, let’s stick to Ros. Ros is a self-proclaimed gossip columnist. She is not a journalist, although she may have had aspirations once. No, Ros dishes the dirt for a living. She spends her working life surrounded by all manner of minor celebrities – soapie stars, reality show victims, footballists with models on their arms, tv chefs, and an assortment of wannabe Kardashians who spend their time sucking up to her, in the hope that if she writes something nice about them, they might find themselves another rung or two up Sydney’s social ladder.


That constant upsucking can lead to an inflated sense of one’s own importance, and a bizarrely off-centre view of the world. The Telegraph describes Ros as “Insider social columnist”. She brings us the gossip from behind the scenes at Fashion Week, from Sydney’s hottest parties, where she ‘chats with celebs’, and trackside, where she advises us on race-day etiquette. There are lunches and launches and cocktail parties and premieres and presumably, the occasional get-together where it’s just friends. Or not – I don’t know.


But life isn’t one a big series of parties and Ros knows that. Being thin is no indicator of health or worth or beauty or courage – and despite not being a doctor, Ros know that too. I sincerely congratulate Ros on her weight loss, but here’s something else I bet Ros knows: 20kg is just 20kg. It hasn’t changed who she is. She even admits that the reason for her weight loss was that two somewhat paunchy male friends commented on her appearance – not her health or her intelligence or her personality. Her appearance.


So it’s not surprising that Ros and her employer are still peddling the same skinny-is-better, beauty-at-all-costs garbage. Just look at the page here from today’s Daily Telegraph Online Diet+Fitness column. You’ll see that there’s not a single item there about fitness or health, but there are five stories about celebrities and their efforts to look good.

In 2012, it’s still about looking “good”, honouring a stereotype, appearances first.
Come on Ros, find something else to write about, something that matters.

Booze and the Modern Woman

ABC612 Brisbane Breakfast Presenter and BMag Columnist Spencer Howson asked on Twitter last night why those of us who don't drink alcohol don't drink alcohol. Twitter has but 140 characters, and it took me less than 5 seconds to realise that 140 characters wouldn't scratch the surface. My response to Spencer's question is below.

I've always been surrounded by drinking, and looking back, I can track a pattern of addictive behaviour through my family. I will stop short of calling anyone an alcoholic, but we got close. Drinking 3, 4, 5...6 beers a night wasn't unusual. These days, that would be seen as excessive. Back in the 70s and earlier, it was just expected that after work, there would be the rush to the local club for as many beers as you could handle before being home by six for dinner. Most people back then were what we'd call just heavy drinkers and smokers. Now, in my wider family circle, my cousin - in her sixties - is drinking very heavily. Her mother - my grandfather's sister - lost a family fortune through the pokies at Epping RSL, and most of the family has had issues with substance abuse at some point.

My mother used to drink socially - I only ever saw her p*ssed once or twice in my life - but about ten years ago, she developed an allergy to alcohol. Even a light beer shandy gives her a migraine. My late stepdad was also a very heavy drinker, but as his health declined, he had to cut back, and eventually stop drinking altogether. My natural father is a devout Muslim, but at any rate, he had no influence on me.*

The result of that background was that I developed a healthy wariness towards alcohol. I usually volunteered to be the designated driver because I felt safer that way. When I moved into the entertainment industry, aged 22, I continued me habit of "sitting on a drink" for hours. My contemporaries (and my boss) would get drunk at work functions - it was the entertainment and media industry in the 80s - but I rarely had more than a drink or two. I think that perhaps I didn't like that feeling of being in control slipping away, particularly around clients and media contacts. I was working in the big leagues - getting sh*tfaced with Elton and Molly was never on my to-do list; I was not comfortable at boozy lunches with the likes of John Laws or Bob Carr; I was much more relaxed having a cup of tea and a bikkie with Peter Allen or breakfast at the Sebel with Alice Cooper. I remember the end of tour party for Melissa Etheridge in about 1990 - it was a fully catered harbour cruise. I drank mineral water and hung out in the cabin, watching the cricket on tellie with Daryl Braithwaite. (And there endeth the name-dropping.)

For a few years I worked for the largest spirits distributor in the country. The culture was very much around social drinking. I found when working for UDV that every social occasion included booze, and there were plenty of colleagues who, in my opinion, were drinking more than was healthy. It was a really social culture; lots of company events and team dinners and conferences and the company always paid for the alcohol. I really started taking notice of the how much people were drinking when one of my colleagues ended up in a wheelchair after wrapping his over-powered Commodore around a tree after a night out with the work Social Club.

This was also the time that Australian liquor companies started to tag their ads with "Drink Responsibly", and while they preached a culture of self-management and restraint, they did little to actually encourage it. Booze was always available, and when you look closely at those messages, they're about drinking as much as you can without ending up in hospital or gaol. Alcohol is their business; they're not about to campaign for a reduced consumption.

After I left UDV, I had a pretty hairy depressive crisis. I wasn't hospitalised, but I wasn't in good shape. I'd been diagnosed with depression when I was aged 19, but this bout was worse than usual. My doctor reminded me then that alcohol is a depressant. Why would I be trying so hard to manage my depression, including taking chemical anti-depressants, only to compromise them by drinking alcohol? That made sense to me - and that's when I stopped. I just stopped drinking.

I survived that depressive episode in 2000 - 2001 and moved to Brisbane not long after that, and almost became a hermit other than family and work. Eventually I made a few friends - also single ladies who didn't drink: one, for religious reasons, and one because her estranged father was an alcoholic with end stage liver cancer. Very occasionally, I'd have a glass of champagne or wine - by that, I mean, maybe once or twice a year. That hasn't changed.

I met Rob about 4 years ago, when we were both contributing to a forum on media and politics. I was in Brisbane; he was in Melbourne. We were only managing to spend a few days together each month, and I noticed he drank rather a lot. About a year later, we were living together, and I could no longer ignore the fact that he was drinking very heavily. It was a problem for us. A few months later, he quit. (The details aren't my story to tell, but you can assume that it wasn't that simple.) Now, we're both non-drinkers, although we'll have a glass or two when we're out with other people who are drinking, or on a special occasion. Our unwritten rules are that we don't drink alone, and we don't drink at home, and we're both okay with that.

So why don't I drink?

• It's counterproductive and ultimately risky for a depressive to drink alcohol.
• I have a strong family history of addictive behaviour.
• Drinking makes me feel as though I'm losing control, and I hate that feeling.
• It makes me feel physically ill after a couple of drinks.

What about socialising at Pubs?

It's something I tend to avoid, although I make the occasional exception for events I really want to attend. This might sound really uppity and anti-social, but I really dislike being around people who are drunk. I don't mind being with people who are drinking and chatting and laughing...it's the 'drunk' I don't like. It's also something that I associate with smoking, and as we've both given up smoking recently, I don't want to put us in temptation's path.

It's a frustrating dichotomy, too; I'm terribly shy, and sometimes I long for a drink or three to smooth a social entrance but I don't do it, and because of that, I probably miss out some of the good things in life.

Final Note

Not drinking is not well accepted in our society, despite what people may say. When you're out with a group, the most well-meaning friends will try to encourage you to have "just one". Later in the night, the closest of buddies with a few Cosmos under her belt will buy a round, and the Diet Cokes you've been enjoying all night will suddenly pack a punch - and you weren't even consulted. I've also learned that to refuse a drink can cause offence. It can be seen as snobby, or taken as a personal rejection. I'm even under pressure from my bosses because I'm not going to the Christmas Party this year; getting p*ssed with the troops is considered part of the job. Being a non-drinker is a risky choice.

* I found my long-lost father (whom I had never met) on Facebook when I was 44 years old.

** My shyness and my depression go hand in hand; just this year, I hit a rough spot emotionally, and the one thing that pulled me out of it was a random tweet that lead to a last minute invitation to the Molkies. I did have a Vodka on arrival - which lead to about 3 hours of intense and embarrassing sweating - but hey, I did it! Meeting strangers is hard enough, doing it when you're shy is harder, doing when you're shy and sober is usually impossible. Thank God for the Molkies!

Tighty Righty Dummy Spits

I think we were all appalled last week when Senator Ian MacDonald (LNP-Qld) referred to GetUp! as "the Hitler Youth wing of the Greens political movement." I couldn't believe that anyone, much less a Senator, would have so little sensitivity and so little class as to refer to anyone that way. And yet he did. It's right there in Hansard, not once, but twice, because when challenged by Senator Milne, he proudly repeated his words, and reinforced his commitment to them.

I couldn't let such a blatant insult slide through, so I emailed the Senator and shared my thoughts via the Contact Us form on his official parliamentary web page:

Senator, I am proud supporter of GetUp. I am also a 46 year old woman who works for a company that employs hundreds of workers in the Townsville / Bowen Basin area, and I need you go know that you do not represent me. Your comment likening GetUp to the Hitler youth is a disgusting insult, and GetUp deserves a public apology from you. You are a liability to the LNP and an embarrassment to the Senate.

Sincerely
Sally Piracha

Pithy, I thought. I felt better, saying what I needed to say, and thought nothing more of it, until today when I received a reply from the Senator's office.

Dear Ms Piracha

Thank you for your email regarding Senator Ian Macdonald's remarks about Get Up.

The Senator apologised in the Senate 3 November 2011. The transcript can be found on Page 91 of Hansard at http://www.aph.gov.au/Hansard/senate/dailys/ds031111.pdf

Regards


Niki Lyons
Policy Adviser
Office of Senator The Hon. Ian Macdonald
Shadow Parliamentary Secretary for Northern & Remote Australia
Shadow Parliamentary Secretary for the Defence Force & Defence Support
131 Denham Street (PO Box 2185) Townsville Qld 4810
T. (07) 4771 3066 | F. (07) 4771 3411

I'd already checked Hansard - there is no way I go firing terse missives at Senators until I've checked my facts. I was aware of the apology, just as I am aware that the apology is specific in it's target: "I want to take this opportunity to unreservedly apologise for any offence taken at my remarks by the Jewish community."

I am not Jewish, yet I was offended - seething, in fact - and it had nothing to do with being Jewish. It was due entirely to the fact that the Senator likened GetUp!, which is a peaceful, self-funded group of volunteer members dedicated to promoting a progressive political agenda, to a regimented group consisting of thousands enlisted teenagers, and infamous as the training ground for the most murderous regime in modern history.

Now I suspect that the Senator's words were prompted by simple frustration that GetUp! has been successful in defeating the efforts of his own political party. Whatever the reason, there is no justification.

The Senator should know better, and should hold himself to a higher standard.

I encourage the Senator to compare his outburst to the behaviour of members of the youth wing of his own party. There was the infamous Nick Sowden and his comparison of President Obama to a monkey. Nick, who is not a Senator, was expelled from the LNP for that.

More recently, Young LNP member Keegan Sard tweeted that "All unionists deserve to die". Despite the violence inherent in this tweet, Keegan is as far as I know, still a member of the party; he acted quickly to apologise for his offensive tweet and delete it.

Maybe soon he'll learn that the Internet never forgets; his tweet was so startling that Twitter users who saw it grabbed screenshots of the tweet, guessing that it would be deleted. Those copies have been saved, and the image of his tweet will shadow his future.

I am not for a moment likening the Young LNP to anything more sinister than a group of enthusiastic young people who lack the good sense to to behave in public, but there is obviously a pattern emerging - one of which Senator MacDonald should be ashamed. He is a senior politican, with 21 years experience in the Senate. He is a leader within the Qld LNP, and I hope, within his community. Havng a tantie on the floor of the senate should not be an option.

And yet, when you look at the behaviour of some members of the Young LNP, it's not hard to see where it comes from.