Sheridan’s grand failure. Thursday, Oct 25 2007 

As you can see, I’m about to lay into Greg Sheridan about a recent piece: Howard’s grand failure. Now, I don’t want to be one of those hatchet-pricks who simply slashes tires on the journo jeep for the fun of it. So, let’s start this by seeing where we share some common ground.

Well, can’t say I didn’t try. It’s rare that I find myself agreeing with you, Greg, on anything but the rawest facts. But you have it pretty much set until the end of the fifth paragraph. I can agree up to there. We can agree to disagree from there on in, regarding the relative competence of State governments. We can also agree to disagree on the relevant roles of the major broadsheets and the ABC in that state of affairs.

There is one thing though, Greg, which underlines this ill-formed and multi-directional screed, on which I really want to take you to task. This is something on which we cannot simply agree to disagree, because it is your philosophical foundation. This is one time where, quite obviously and blatantly, you are way off in the wrong orbit. In fact, the multi-direction incoherence of this piece of writing serves as a prime example of what I am going to talk about. It comes from the very failure of a central idea, a philosophical failure of neo-conservative thinking which underwrites your outpouring of epic despair in the above article. Your failure of understanding is in your espousal of the very idea of a culture war, and thereby the resultant possibility of losing one. It is in this idea of culture itself as a war.

Let’s consider this very notion of a culture war. Now, it’s an inherently neo-conservative idea of yours that I’m discussing here. This idea states that you can and should eradicate the opposition’s cultural values from society, thereby creating a great homogeneity of opinion. This apparently generates social cohesion. Such a move is called “winning the culture wars”. You, however, claim to be about to “lose the culture wars”.

That’s an interesting notion. My first question would be, when did you actually begin to lose? As Sun Tzu says, the wily victor wins the war without engaging the battle; he convinces his enemy to leave the field of his own accord. You didn’t try to win through actually moving the foundations of debate. Instead, you lot ran out into the land hungry for ideological blood. You gutted a political party and hoisted its carcass in the air as a puppet. And so, your culture wars were lost the minute they were declared. You lost when that feral abacus Hewson tried to economize the core of the nation’s identity into submission. You lost the minute Kemp drove McPhee from Goldstein. Most of all, you lost well before Hawke’s time, when the ever-tactical Howard turned to the newest wave of pseudo-intellectual fashion sweeping the right, and morphed into a new-born neo-con.

Greg, seriously. Here is the current problem for yourself as much as the conservative parties. Having become neo-cons, dedicated to winning a culture war, they aren’t conservative any more. They are radicals. Greg, you simply have to accept that the neo-cons, in attempting a homogeneity of opinion, in silencing dissent amongst their ranks, of promoting a leadership cult, of following ideologies blindly, are now the TROTSKYITES OF THE RIGHT. You can wiggle, you can declare this spurious, but you can’t get past that one, Comrade Sheridan. You are just as blind as they were (but thankfully not so murderous – …children overboard?).

We could stop here, but let’s kick this corpse for a little while longer, given the harm it’s caused our social fabric to date.

Why didn’t your neo-conservative views catch on outside the Liberal party and some affiliated associations in the business community? Why were institutions so resistant? The ideological danger becomes obvious over time, you see. Now, the public have become aware that the institutions you complain about were right all along to oppose you. Thanks to WorkChoices – the political own goal of the last hundred years – the Australian public are awakening to the fact that the current administration is full of dangerous ideologues, who are just as keen on WorkChoices as Chifley was on nationalized banks. Australians rightly reject ideologues. They rejected Chifley, his successors and the very Labor Party itself, delivering them 23 years of Opposition despair…

Your notion of a “culture war” now marks you to the Australian public as an ideologue, just as blatantly as selling Green Left Weekly and Che badges at the Queen Victoria Market on a Saturday morning. Being ideologues, your neo-con Liberals have therefore begun to head off towards the same irrelevance as the traditional Labor socialists face. The pendulum has swung, and your so-called left-of-centre is the centre after all. As it always was – funnily enough, it’s similar to where Menzies was sitting in the first place. Fiscal conservatism, leavened with social welfare, aimed at benefiting the middle class majority, with a strong dose of moral fibre.

Now, why do you think its likely that you all failed to see this coming? Simple. You failed because you let conformity of thought rule over creative intellectualism. Unlike the other parties, you have renounced the very intellectual fabric and diversity of opinion that could have helped you through this dark time, in favor of your own ideological sophistry and groupthink. Each of you, to a person, is a pseudo-intellectual of the worst degree.

Yes, your neo-conservatives are pseudo-intellectuals. Just watch how they handle scientific data or academic opinion. They even say that common sense (whatever that is) is better than a reasoned argument. For further evidence, let’s consider the bunch of rabid anti-intellectuals who dominate the Liberal neo-conservative ranks of today. My god, the tragedy that is Joe Hockey’s mind for one. Kevin Andrews, for another. Helen Coonan. Tony Abbott. Brendan Nelson. Mark Vaile. Christopher Pyne. Alexander Downer. Peter Costello. Malcolm Turnbull. From the Prime Minister downwards, intellectual lightweights, one and all.

That’s the fundamental reason why you can’t reform those institutions of which you complain so bitterly. You fail here because they are founded on academic values. And they reject this bilge for the nonsense that it is. Including anarcho-conservatives like me, who are no Labor Party friends. Why? Because when people trained in academic process view your opinions, they see them as the flimsy tissue of ideological bullshit that they are. And all you can sustain in putting forward such half-baked ideas is that you will attract idiots to your cause. You see, the ABC and the Public Services draw enormously on university graduates for their rank and file staff. These are people who learned about things like process and evidence, structure and logic, meaningful debate and the joy of intellectual work. These are the very values on which the western society you espouse is grounded. Why wouldn’t they reject you?

And so we get to the deep reason for failure, Greg, which we’ve both already hinted at: you lot actually have no world view at all. There is no sustainable neo-con world view. Show me one, Greg, I’m waiting. There is instead a necessarily parochial ensemble of political expediency and economic superstition – how can I best arrange the system to suit me, my family and those immediately like me, while adhering to ideological articles of faith for public show of Trot-like solidarity?

Now, you might argue that you actually do have a world view. But you haven’t demonstrated it. Not one bit. You’ve moaned about your lack of representation. You have complained, despite the fact that you have a media vehicle that many of us who comment online would die for, in your role at the Australian. So show us the world-view money, Greg. Stop whining and start demonstrating. Write a book about it, for God’s sake.

But for now, I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt. Maybe you do have one, and you can show it. Sign me up for a copy. But even here, I know you will fall over too. This is because you won’t want to earn your place at the table of thought through academic rigor. Instead, you’ll insist you deserve one. This is because you have this fantasy view which states that just because you have a “world view”, you are entitled to equal coverage.

This approach – to be deserving of equal time, to be fair and balanced – is a common plea amongst those who can’t actually raise an argument: “We deserve equal time, simply because we present an alternative”. Now, where have I heard this approach before?

Hmm… what about Creationism?

Exactly. You’re that seriously shonky in the logic department. Please think again, because when you request a Griffith Review equivalent, I have to say: “On what grounds should we give equal time to your views, seeing as your claim to time is structurally indistinct to that of a Creationist?”

We could go on like this, but I want to end on a constructive note. I’ll finish by saying:

“Hey, Greg, it’s a free market, so go start your own university. If that’s too much an ask, then start your own academic journal or think-tank. John Roskam did that, to his credit. If you can’t do any of that, then just try for once to see why we might disagree with your socially divisive and anti-intellectual policies. And, failing that, you’ll have to lump it, sucker”.

The real reason John Howard doesn’t like the Worm. Monday, Oct 22 2007 

John Howard hates the Worm. Ooh, he hates it. With a desperate, cable-tugging vengeance. The despicable little critter throws his shoulder into a ticking frenzy of tickerdom, chews his dentures to a pulp, and straight-ahead screws his day for good. Why? Because it shows that his opponent, that faceless apparatchik from Rudd-istan, is more popular than he is. When John isn’t being loved, he gets livid.

But there’s an even deeper reason why John Howard hates the Worm. It shows that he no longer controls the political debate. At this point, John ascends to the vitriolic. It doesn’t take a Freud to see that John detests being out of control for even a second. That little shoulder of his hides such a tantrum potential as would gobsmack Rumpelstiltskin. I pity his poor parents, who no doubt copped the brunt of a tirade of No! No! No! ever since that first surgical arse-slap of his brand-new life.

Now get your bathysphere out, we’re going deep-diving. If we peel back the layers of the pungent onion known as Howard, we can see an even more general reason why he hates the Worm. This one is going to sting, because we’ll be removing the skin of bullshit from the carcass of politics with the flint axe of cold hard reason. This is the dark heart into which Howard fears to peer. So let’s watch on his behalf for a while.

There’s the Worm, all abstract in the dark. The Worm turns; it twists, it dives, it floats to the top. It responds, and it voices an opinion. It represents the shifting thoughts of a collective of viewers armed with a simple piece of input technology: technology that’s about as complex as the paddle controller on the old-skool Atari consoles that you used to play Pong with – if you’re my age, that is.

All in all, it’s a pretty simple device. It’s cheap and easy to make one. You and your mates can use it to collectively control the Worm, all the while watching the pirated Sky feed of the debate over at Ray Martin’s bachelor pad. It’s this simple device that makes John Howard hate the worm more than anything else.

So what is the deep fear in this gizmo for John? It’s this device, not the Worm itself, that gets Howard most heated up. Surely no? But it’s just a paddle! You turn it one way, it shows approval; turn it the other way, and you show disapproval. How can the device be more horrific than the Worm itself? After all, if they like you then it’s a positive tool, isn’t it?

Easy. Just imagine one of these paddles in every home in Australia. Hooked up to the Sky Live feed from Parliament, both House of Representatives and the Senate. Every. Single. Sitting. Day. And we won’t stop there. To every doorstop interview outside the House entrance. To every 7.30 Report. To every Ministerial appearance on the tube. To every Press Conference. To John in general, even when he’s off-screen.

Yes, you got it. We have the technology to run the Worm over the whole damn shebang. Now, think about John Howard with the Worm tracking his every speech in the House. What could be worse? Now there’s an idea that EA Games could make a stackload of cash off. Better keep this idea under wraps – else John shakes himself to pieces, Rumpelstiltskin-style, with his stamping foot stuck firmly through the floor.

A Minor Suggestion: Let’s Privatize Parliament. Monday, Oct 22 2007 

It’s often said that the most efficient way to take care of any economic activity is to privatize it. Go anywhere in this land of neo-conservative policy, and you’ll find a monumental statue of Ayn Rand holding out the severed hand of Adam Smith. Gone are the days of the social welfare state: today’s informed Objectivist knows that selfishness is good, because it forces you to reap many damn fat cheques, enabling a bogan empire of noblesse oblige-me.

Now, I’m just as big a believer in the efficient as any of you peeps out there in economy-land, so pay attention. I have a minor suggestion for making life more efficient. I reckon this suggestion might just save us some dollars and thus enlarge our wallets; at the very least, it could make for excellent telly.

You see, I love that word efficient. So often stated, so rarely thought all the way through. And the one thing that’s most often not thought all the way through is just how weird actual efficiency often looks against assumed, theoretical efficiency. And in the case I’m about to discuss, this has never been more true.

This suggestion concerning efficiency touches on our beloved Federal Parliament. I have to admit, this is close to my heart. I’ve always loved a good Question Time; like any other red-blooded male, I find it hard to control my manly thoughts when confronted with Hansard (Grrr, Tony Abbott. I’m licking at you). But recent developments in Parliament have dented my affections. Idiots as dense and poisonous as Strontium-90 have gained control of the house, stifling constructive dialogue. Clueless, feckless trogs have infested our institutions, tearing passers-by to pieces in Bluetooth-headset co-ordinated, blitzkreig naughty-monkey attacks. Bloodless, unimaginative mechanoids have gained ministerial privilege, clogging up the works with ill-conceived misplans and aborted pork. Is there any way we can rectify the situation?

Given the problem, I think about what I would do, if this were a concern under my own sway. If I were the setter of the policy agenda. If I were a rich man, diddle didle… One solution springs to mind. And it’s sure a doozy…

I reckon that we ought to privatize Parliament.

Now, you might be thinking: What? Stick it to all those green-jacket peeps, the ones who pass out the water glasses and carry the mace, and let Spotless Catering run the show? Get the House cleaners on $3.25 minimum wage and bus in the scabs to break the inevitable tea-lady picket?

No. I reckon we ought to privatize Parliament itself.

Now the penny drops. Yes, there’s the very idea. Let’s put the government itself out to bloody tender. Why? Well, we all know that competition is the very soul of efficient management. Why? Because the Mentoks over at the HR Nicholls society will it so.

So, rather than have just one federal Parliament, let’s have several competing Parliaments, fighting it out amongst each other for your precious tax dollar. In fact, I propose that we let anyone with a valid corporate structure and a reputation start a parliament themselves and begin collecting taxes for rendered services.

You might think I’ve taken leave of my senses. But why not? After all, we all know (thanks to the past 30 years of conservative realpolitik) that 1) Privatization is inherently and necessarily better without exception 2) Competition is better than monopoly without exception and 3) Markets should always set the tone, without government interference.

So, what better way to achieve all three than to simply convert Parliament into an object of market freedom? What better way to ensure good policy every time, than to have multiple Parliaments compete for my tax dollar! And what better way to make sure that everyone gets the Leadership they want, or – even better – that they can drum up some angel capital to provide the kind of Leadership they feel should be available on the Parliament market. Not only that, we’ve just created a new industry to soak up all that under-utilized labor we know is really hiding behind those magical unemployment figures. Yes, you too could have a Jim’s Parliament franchise out Keilor Downs way! Live the Aussie dream!

Sounds good. Now, just imagine what our outgoing PM, Ming the Miniscule and his disloyal deputy Captain Smirk are thinking right now… I bet you any sum of money you choose to name that they would wet their pants in terror if confronted with this process in all its anarchic glory. That they might have actual competition? Holy crap. You can’t be serious, Batman.

….

Well, I’m not. And there you have it: the rationale for this piece is simply to pop a bubble. You, the astute reader, knew this was a shit-stir from moment one above when I sprung the trap. Andrew Bolt, on the other hand, was halfway through forwarding the link to the HR Nicholls Society when he realized what was up (at last…)

You see, one thing that economic rationalists will never contemplate privatizing is their own power base in any given Parliament. They’ll argue some bunk such as: Privatiztion is Not Suitable for Parliament, because of (insert sanctimonious hypocrisy here).

But if that very institution itself is considered unsuitable for privatization, despite the obvious superiority of privatization which they incessantly preach, then this question follows:

Then why should privatization be the necessarily superior approach in any other field of activity?

You see, if you won’t do it to Parliament, the most important and inefficient of all our institutions, then what justifies this approach for anything else in society? Or does the inability to apply it to Parliament simply show the dark stalking horse here: that privatization is an ideological choice, and not necessarily the best option for anything?

The rationale for a Fifth Estate Monday, Oct 22 2007 

So, this blog is the Fifth Estate. What exactly does that mean, and why am I writing this? I’ll try not to be too long winded, but a short history note is in order.

The term Fifth Estate is used to describe an emerging power structure in Australian (and world) politics. It comes from a re-jigging of a set of labels used to describe various antique and obsolete political structures in pre-Revolutionary French politics. The four traditional estates were, supposedly, 1) the clergy, 2) the nobility, 3) the commoners and 4) the press. Given the French Revolution was over 200 years ago, let’s translate that into modern terms.

The first estate is the church. A slippery old beast, and in our society the last remaining political vestige of the Roman Empire (I kid you not). It certainly retains its position, though with far reduced obvious clout compared to bygone days. Gone are the medievalisms of Abbot-Commanders slaughtering innocent Cathar heretics and innocent Christians alike, crowing “Caedite eos. Novit enim Dominus qui sunt eius — Kill them all, the Lord will recognize His own”. Today, such overweening zealots simply hold prayer sessions in the Prime Minister’s Abbott-Commander’s office. With the Abbott-Commander himself. Or they push the social agenda on Brother Costello at family Christmas lunch. Fiddling at the edges, ever fiddling at the edges.

The second: the nobility. For this, we must read the modern equivalent: James Packer, I’m looking right at you, son. As a son of Dandenong, I huck a loogie of contempt in their direction. What a bunch of unmitigated wanna-be bevans the nobility are. Horsebraying, unbowed by decorum, the magesterial faux-westitude that is the ultra-rich maintains its place as the taste(less) arbiter of ostentatious, inefficient chintzy living. Why not piss 100 times more cash than you have to? I’m having the deluxe gold option on my lowered bimmer too, mate. (Strange how these bogans of all social classes always go for pokies, babes from zoo magazine and hot-up cars). But it’s Get Rich, and Die Still Trying pumpin’ on them pimpin’ Maserati subwoofers. And that’s the failure of the nobility – it’s so lifeskills-challenged it just can’t live without lots of money. Thus it can’t even get being a bogan right – it can’t survive on half a dole cheque like a real munger from the burbs. James Packer, I’m looking at you too, you half-arsed pseudo-westie. Do YOU know how to survive by dumpster-dive? Have you no clue about cheap effective eats? If you traded places, could you survive? I could adapt to live on your wage, but could you adapt to live on mine? I dare you to try, you inefficient and incompetent scumbag.

The third: the commoners. For this, read parliament and associated hangers on, apparatchiks and flunkies. Those wrapped up in thinking they actually run stuff. Got some news for you, guys – you might not. This is the 21st century, we have the science, it’s called chaos maths, and we are learning about self-assembly and the way all sorts of dynamic systems (like social structures, perhaps?) self-regulate. (Otherwise known as the rule of no central command in the body politic, all the parts work in a dynamic instability). Are you really necessary, Mr Fearless Leader? Like Bucky Fuller said: eradicate the politicians, we’d grow more in 6 weeks. Eradicate the farmers, we’d all starve inside 6 months. So, who really runs the country, eh? (God no, the Nationals). I don’t care which group you claim you represent. A pox on all your houses for even trying to speak for people.

The fourth: the media. The fourth estate was originally the mob (and perhaps there’s something explanatory in that, given their rabble-rousing ways). When Burke mentioned them, he said: “Yonder sits the Fourth Estate, and they are more important than them all”. Well, he got that one wrong. This is the glue that supposedly hold democracy together. *sigh* So many churn out an article based on a pair of press releases and the tired cynicism of a Walkley hack. So few actually know what their job is, that we must now school them proper in applied communications.

And so I come to the Fifth Estate. That’s my personal <tag>, for all of us outside the so-called political process. From our vantage point here in Fifth-land, we can all see that the political process needs a rejig. Given the shittiness of the Fourth Estate’s professional ethic, the growing irrelevancy and monotone technocracy of the Third Estate, the fart-burping Winnie-Blue-chaining and Jim-Beam-chugging of the Second Estate, and the pederastic pointlessness of the First Estate, we’re just going to have to take matters into our own hands. You see, when it comes to storming the Bastille of power processes, we got the flash-mob waiting: start handing out the how-to-SIM cards, ladies and gents. Tracking all sorts of inter-related messages trailing around our push from the Fifth Estate towards something better than this representational turd called “democracy” is the purpose of this blog.

Oooooh. A kind of hush – Heresy! Call the Abbot-Commander, I impugned democracy! Well, one thing you’ll find here is the Cathar of social thinking. Just call me the Mithras of sacred cowdom. Follow this Ginsu carve: if we have a system which is a true expression of democracy, and in its correct and proper functioning we find it to be a half-arsed system, then surely anything that is *better* than it would be necessarily *better than democracy*. QED. There’s the 9000-tonne pink elephant grinning from the butter tray. Capice? But so often, the idea floats that democracy is the end goal of progress. I cries in me cups, along with Churchill.

But if you think that moving beyond democracy means going back to useless pseudo-solutions that limit freedoms and propose a narrow range of Glorious Leaders, then maybe you might like to rack off now. So here’s to all the rest of you, implementing the post-representation distributed solution right now. Start talking up, and sharing your knowledge. That way, we all get to have a say as we all help run our country.