Darwin and its rain
Apparently Darwin is flooded. At least, that’s what the news said – I don’t know what they’re counting as Darwin, whether it’s just Coconut Grove in its tidal zone, or if it’s way out at Bees Creek, or exactly what. Maybe I’ll hear from my brother at some stage. Ha!
Some of my least favourite words
Kids at school use the word ‘verse’ all the time, as in “Australia is going to verse the world in cricket.” I understand where this come from – it seems to make sense if you can say that the game is Australia versus the world – but of course it’s a reflection that they don’t know how to spell versus, nor do they know what means. It nearly drives me to distraction, particularly because it’s very hard to explain it properly while on the run, as I usually am when I hear it.
In a different context, using the word action as a verb makes me nutty too. I know it’s all very typical business language, but I Don’t Care. You don’t action something, you just do it.
Gar!
Michael Mori is my hero
He didn’t have to take this case on so strongly. He didn’t have to take the US government on just because it’s the truth and justice and it would be right.
But he has. And continues to do so. Despite what I imagine it’s doing to his reputation – at least in the military; I imagine he will be able to get a job with any human rights legal group anywhere after this.
What A Star.
Unification??
Catholics and Anglicans to unify?? You cannot be serious! That just really, really wouldn’t work. I don’t need some dude to mediate between me and God – that’s why Jesus died, for His sake. Besides, I think that 500 years is a very, very long time to be separate and then think you can rejoin….
Pish. That’s what I say: pish. And I’m not even that attached to the Anglican church; it’s just where I am at the moment. How must full-on Anglicans be feeling? A bit weird and a bit queasy, many of them, I would bet… although I guess there are some who like the idea. To which I say: go be a Catholic! It’s allowed in most societies where you’re already a Christian, so why force all the other Anglicans to go with you?
Happy Bombing of Darwin Day
Yes, today is the anniversary of the first Japanese bombing of Darwin during WWII. A serious amount of damage was done, and a number of ships were sunk, and lots of people were killed. Nasty. No one expected that it would actually happen… and then it did.
So very hot
Melbourne is still about 30C or so, and it’s 10.30pm.
Maybe I’m exaggerating, but the storm that passed through and caused a mini flood in our house* because we had the door open to catch any hint of breeze doesn’t seem to have helped all that much, except in upping the humidity which just makes it feel even more like Darwin.
Apparently it’s meant to be 25C tomorrow. Probably it will hit that at 6.30am and stay there all day.
* Maybe it was just a puddle.
RedBubble
So RedBubble is finally up and running – has been for a week, to be honest. I do have a section (RandomAlex, of course), but I only signed up because J asked me to check that the site was indeed working, and I signed up while I was doing that… which everyone in the company saw, since it was during work hours and they were all checking it for bugs or something. I was the first non-employee to register, which I’m quite proud of.
Anyway, that’s all beside the point. RB is now live for people to upload pictures to, for sale as prints or framed, and tshirts and other exciting products will be available soon. Very exciting! There is some truly amazing stuff on there already (and a bit of crap, but that’s only to be expected).
Human Rights Education
So on my day off I went to a Human Rights Education conference at Melbourne Uni. Partly because I was interested to hear what people said, partly because I was stupid enough to volunteer to present a workshop, on engaging students in human rights. Daft, daft… fortunately I was only giving a 20 minute spot, and doubly fortunately I was presenting in the same 45 section as my Dip Ed history tutor, which was brilliant because he’s a top bloke and very encouraging.
Anyway, the day started off with two keynote speakers. They were in the Charles Pearson Theatre, which made me have serious flashbacks to first-year Classics lectures in that same place – I think I sat in about the same spot as back then – but it’s so small! Much smaller than I remembered, Anyway, the first speaker was Malcolm Fraser, whom I knew would be interesting after hearing him last year (and I got a text from my mother that evening to say she thought she’d seen me on the news, because for some reason Fraser speaking in Melbourne made the news in Adelaide…). He pretty much spoke on the same stuff as the lecture last year – went on a lot about David Hicks and the new anti-terror laws. Made the interesting point that when Pauline Hanson said we should turn the boats around in the 90s, she got howled down; when Howard actually did it, he got re-elected…. There were a couple of cringe moments, as he made comments talking about Australians where he clearly meant white people; I guess it’s pretty hard to completely change your mentality.
The second speaker was John von Doussa QC – Chancellor of Adelaide Uni, judge in the Supreme Court, and President of HREOC. He mostly spoke about HREOC’s work, which was fairly interesting. He was very careful to talk about “paid work”, when discussing the issue of family and work, but I was a bit uncomfortable with him referring to the burden of family responsibilities. Not a very nice way to describe your kids or elderly parents.
This whole thing once more made me think about the issue of whether our (Australian) conception of human rights is a peculiarly Western, maybe Christian (-influenced), idea. How can they be reconciled with other cultures and different ways of thinking about people? Someone asked a question about this later in the day, but it wasn’t answered universally, just for Australia – like if you want to live here, you can’t practise female genital mutilation (was the example used). But the speaker steered clear of whether it should be allowed even in the Horn of Africa… and I have absolutely no answers either,
The first session I went to was about the Victorian Charter of Human Rights and Responsibilities. It was fairly interesting. Except for the one bloke who insisted on hijacking the discussion a number of times, dragging it off in unrelated and uninteresting (to teachers, the majority of the audience) directions. Anyway..
I wagged the second session, after morning tea (which was disappointing, but then I think they were on a tight budget). After all, it was my day off…
The third session was thinking about how the different stances of Charity, Human Rights, and Privilege can change our way of looking at the world. The difficult part was that when the speaker wanted us to think from the Privilege point of view, she actually wanted us to think from the non-privileged point of view, which was a bit difficult for well-educated mostly white folks – and also difficult because it wasn’t entirely clear how she wanted us to do it. She also said something I think I disagree with: that it is impossible simultaneously to combat injustice and hang on to privilege. I think that by ‘hanging on to privilege’ she means keep thinking that you deserve to be better than everyone else, but I think I still disagree. Has Bill Gates negated his privileged position by donating an enormous amount of money to combatting disease?
The there was lunch, which was heaps better than morning tea. Then there was the fourth session, which was mine, and I think it went OK,
The afternoon finished with Barry Jones, Julian Burnside, and Garry Foley (whom I heard at the HTAV conference last year, I think it was). I missed the first 15 minutes because I was catching up with John, my old tutor. The three of them were pretty interesting, though – it was definitely a good finale to the conference.
Ah community
Don’t you just love it?
The school at the end of our street is having their annual Twilight Fete tonight, so I thought I’d pop along and check it out. The only connection I have to it is a couple of friends who send their kids there, but I thought it would be good to support the community. i went hoping for potplants, but there were none; expecting books, which there were but the range was prety small; and decided against buying biscuits and cakes simply because carting them home would have been a pain. But I also found something I hadn’t even thought of.
Snow cones!
I haven’t had a snow cone in years! it was very exciting to have one. It melted in minutes – it’s still 30C + at 5pm – but it was quite refreshing. Also refreshing is the thunder and the clouds coming through… hopefully it really will relieve the heat a bit.
To get to the school, though, I had to go past Local Crazy Man. He lives in/sleep at a house on the street – his house – which looks like it ought to have been demolished years ago. There was a fire in it last year, and a number of his neighbours were half hoping that the firies would be tardy… but it was not to be. He’s generally harmless: goes backwards on crutches down the street, rides his bike around, and so on. Today was a bad day: sitting in front of his house (behind the temporary fencing put up I think by the council), yelling at nothing in particular, I think going on about how he hates Americans. Now, I don’t think he’s ever actually hurt anyone or even abused them directly, but I have a friend who won’t walk down our street to take her kids to school, because she doesn’t want to walk past him with them.
Communities. Gotta love them,
