ANZAC DAY

(Preamble: this was my response to some severe anti-ANZAC Day sentiments posted by friends in an email exchange in the lead up to the centenary of the ANZAC expedition on 25 April 2015)

I beg to differ.

Every memorial event of significance will attract its fair share of free-loaders, commercial exploiters and faux emotionalism.

But what I see at ANZAC time is a vast upswelling on the part of Gen Y of genuine interest and quiet contemplation of events so far out of connection with what passes for modernity.  This is a generation which doesn’t read much; thinks that history began the day they were born; and is hooked on the utter triviality and ephemerality of social media.  I think it is refreshing to see vast numbers of people, from the very young to the very old, combining to publicly remember events so distant, so bloody and sad, in a silent rebuff to the Marilyn Lakes and other parts of the intelligentsia who decry all this as the glorification of war and an expression of innate militarism.

If only a small percentage of the numbers take away something of the horrors that previous generations went through, both the dead and survivors, and reflect more deeply on the causes and outcomes of those wars, then the continued commemorations are well justified.

As an example, I defy anyone to watch “Lest We Forget What”, shown on the ABC on Wednesday night, without being deeply affected by the manner in which the young woman presenter (aged 27)  told her story of her search for the ANZAC truth.  It combined a forensic search for her own family members who fought there; participation in the 2014 commemoration at Gallipoli; discussion with military historians who presented her with heterodox views on the Gallipoli story and with hitherto unknown sites on the Western Front that were significant to the ANZACs’ role: all told in a calm factual manner combined with at times barely concealed emotion.  I was staggered by the revelation that the number of Australians who returned from the war with STD outnumbered those who had been killed in it – and the immensely sad fates that awaited them.  And the Aboriginal soldiers who, on return, were only permitted to enter RSL clubs on one day of the year – on ANZAC Day.  Watch it and weep, with the grandson of one of them.

I mention this, and “The Crater” last night (Vietnam, 1968), only to say that despite the inevitable hype and crassness, there are moments at this time of year when it is good for thoughts to turn towards the past and its lessons – and that if a large segment of a younger generation draws itself into this tradition, that can only be a good thing.  As for myself, my maternal grandfather was in the first wave of British units onto the continent in 1914 and somehow survived four years of it.  And my namesake uncle died as a RAF pilot in an aerial dogfight with the Luftwaffe over the Mediterranean in 1942.  These were down-and-out Irishmen who signed up in their thousands, despite their colonial status in the first war and the neutrality of their country in the second.

ANZAC DAY

KEVIN RUDD, JULIA GILLARD and TONY ABBOTT: Initial Reflections

The demeaning public contest between the two former PMs Kevin Rudd and Julia Gillard reminds me of John Howard’s comment in 1993 after Paul Keating’s defeat of political neophyte John Hewson.  This was that politicians needed two decades of experience in the testing milieux of party and parliament before they were ready for national leadership.  Howard was referring to all prime ministers since World War 2 (Hawke having the equivalent in trade union leadership) and to might-have-beens such as Andrew Peacock, Bill Hayden and Kim Beazley.  And, by implication, to himself.

Neither Rudd (after nine years) nor Gillard (after 11.5) came even close.  And did it show, in both cases:  colossal political incompetence, poor judgment, wretched communication skills, haphazard policy-making, hopeless people management, and all the rest.  The epitome was the June 2010 overthrow of Rudd who, despite the recency of his leadership, would almost certainly have won that year’s election with a clear majority, as even John Howard assessed.

The rot began with the 2006 Rudd-Gillard coup against Kim Beazley.  Not only was 2007 another drover’s dog election but Beazley met the Howard dictum with miles to spare.  And he had immense reserves of ministerial experience over the 13 years of the Hawke-Keating governments.  If he had been left alone, he would quite probably still be leading a Labor government.  And one in which Kevin Rudd could have shone as an outstanding foreign minister and Julia Gillard equally as education minister, with each being a potential leader post-Beazley.  These are bitter reflections on the consequences of unbridled ambition that is prematurely satisfied.

Rudd and Gillard should spare us the depths of their mutual recrimination and let the Labor Party consider these historical realities and the lessons therefrom.  Bill Shorten is in the John Hewson category and would not meet the Howard test for another 13 years and four elections.  The Labor Party will need to do the maths in considering other potential leaders if Australia is going to get the credible alternative government it needs much sooner.  Especially as Tony Abbott is way ahead of the pack, having this year racked up his two decades.

Afterthought.  For what it’s worth, the maths, experience and potential leadership qualities point to only three candidates: Tanya Plibersek, Penny Wong and Chris Bowen (in that order of my preference).  Unless one or all of these get their act together after Labor’s inevitable defeat at the next election, we are stuck with Abbottabad for as long as Putin – i.e. until 2027 at least.

Ponder that – and weep or laugh depending on your predilections!

POSTSCRIPT

The text above, minus the afterthought, was submitted as a letter to ‘The Australian’ on 25 September 2014 but it was not published.  Nine months later, and especially in the aftermath of the ABC’s brilliant documentary ‘The Killing Season’, I would write the same again, with one addition.  Tony Abbott shows every sign of being the exception to the Howard rule.  For someone who has been in parliament for 21 years, and has served as cabinet minister for several of them before becoming PM, he displays an astonishing gaucherie in his public utterances on just about every subject.  He can not talk properly.  He repeats every statement at least once as if his listeners were too dumb to get it the first time.  His political antenna is caked with rust (how else to explain the knighthood to Prince Phillip?).  His public reactions to events are hyperbolic in the extreme.  Even when he is right, he gets it wrong – e.g. in his loud-mouthed response to the Gillian Triggs sequence of events and last week’s Q&A dramatics.  For me, he reached rock bottom in his reaction to the unfolding of the tragedies that have beset the Rohingya Islamic minority in Burma – these people being the most heavily persecuted minority in our region and way more deserving of a compassionate response than many of the free-loaders and well-heeled boat arrivals of the recent past.  “Nope, nope, nope” was the only utterance of our Prime Minister.  Shameful.  On other occasions, he displays the puerile aggression of the schoolyard bully.  No dignity, no gravitas.  See Niki Savva’s column in today’s ‘The Australian’.  I agree with her entirely.

Which is not to deny Abbott’s government some significant achievements, especially in the sphere of external economic relations (the various free trade agreements), the beginnings of a restoration of a credible defence structure), the partial repair of the budge mess he inherited, and bringing the massive asylum-seeker rorts and associated tragedies to an end.  It is the Prime Minister’s public behaviour: his inability to articulate his government’s actions in a way that makes good sense to the public without descending into hyperbole, verbal aggression, the reduction of policies to three-word simplistic slogans and the creation of an ‘Us and Them’ dichotomy on every issue.

For the moment, I think that Rudd/Gillard/Abbott will go down as the the troika of worst prime ministers this country has had.  It is a shame that the Liberals did not bite the bullet in February this year.  They have three perfectly credible potential leaders (Turnbull, Bishop and Morrison).  And they have a perfectly beatable opposition leader in Bill Shorten who, for the moment, is the best thing that Abbott has going for him.

KEVIN RUDD, JULIA GILLARD and TONY ABBOTT: Initial Reflections

MALCOLM FRASER: Personal Reflections

Part 1

On Sunday morning two weeks ago (22 March 2015), I wandered into the town square of Cabramatta in western Sydney, a 10 minute walk from the home of my step-daughter and her Thai/Vietnamese family.  There I encountered a big Vietnamese festival going on – a large tent enclosing a band, microphones, several MCs and seating for about 100 people.  Parading around the tent in a slow march was a succession of women’s groups, dressed immaculately in multi-coloured fabrics.  They were mainly middle-aged groups with banners that declared they were from, among others, the Vietnamese Women’s Association, the Vietnamese Aged Care Services Group and the Gia Long Association and, a younger group, the Canley Vale 1st Scout Troupe.

Looking back at the tent, I saw a big sign that gave the clue to the festival: it was to honour the two Trung Sisters, Trung Trac and Trung Nhi, who, in their late 20s, organised a resistance movement between AD 40 and AD 43 against the Chinese armies of the Han Dynasty which had occupied northern Vietnam since 111 BC.  This movement was composed mainly of women.  It was eventually overwhelmed by the superior occupying forces and the two sisters committed suicide by drowning in the Dac River.  The Chinese proceeded to occupy Vietnam for another thousand years.

One of the female MCs explained this history in both Vietnamese and English to the large crowd in the town centre, diplomatically referring to the occupiers as “the armies from the north” (a large number of mixed Chinese/Vietnamese are among Cabramatta’s emigre community).  She upheld the Trung Sisters as examples for Vietnamese women of independence, courage, devotion to family and country and pursuing their hopes and dreams.  At the formal opening of the event, the whole crowd sang the Australian and Vietnamese national anthems with equal verve and gusto.

What struck me about these groups, apart from their poise and calm, was the fact they looked equally at home in their adopted Australian skin as they did in their Vietnamese cultural skin.

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The personal reflections on Gough Whitlam which I wrote on 02 November 2014 also began in Cabramatta, Whitlam’s place of residence for 15 years (1957-72).  In that case, it was to strip Whitlam of any credit for the suburb’s example as a thriving Asian immigrant community which had integrated into the Australian domain.  This was because of Whitlam’s vicious antipathy towards Vietnamese refugees who were then, in May 1975, beginning to seek asylum in foreign countries after the collapse of the former South Vietnam.

In contrast, the spectacle I observed on 22 March is very much the legacy of Malcolm Fraser who had died two days before.  During his prime ministership (1975-83), over 55,000 Vietnamese and other Indochinese refugees were resettled here, the largest single movement of non-European migrants into Australia in such a short time.  This initial influx has resulted in an ethnic Vietnamese population of some 350,00 today.

This accomplishment will be included in the following reflections on Fraser, which are every bit as riddled with contradictions as those on Whitlam almost five months ago.

Part 2

This is a repeat of Part 4 of Gough Whitlam: Personal Reflections (02 November 2014).

QUOTE

1975

The Liberal and Country Party Coalition was responsible for the political upheavals of 1973-5 that ultimately led to Gough  Whitlam’s dismissal by the governor-general in November 1975.

It did not take long for the Coalition to start contemplating the undermining of the first Labor government in 23 years.  A ‘born to rule’ mentality existed in large parts of the coalition parties.  They had a majority in the Senate after the 1972 elections.  Running this majority was Senator Reg Withers, a ruthless political operator nick-named ‘The Toe-Cutter’.  He made it very clear that he would use his position to exact maximum political damage on the new government.

It only took 16 months for this ambition to become apparent.  In April 1974, Liberal leader Billy Snedden threatened to block the supply bills unless Whitlam called an election.  Whitlam did so and was re-elected in May 1974 with a slightly reduced majority.  Snedden wrote himself into the history of caricature by claiming that he did not lose the election – he just didn’t win enough seats to win.  The Coalition maintained its majority in the Senate.

Enter The Terminator.  Malcolm Fraser, a former minister for the Army and Defence, had already showed form by white-anting and destroying the prime ministership of John Gorton in 1971.  In a party coup in March 1975, he replaced the ineffectual Snedden as opposition leader.  Barely seven months later, he repeated the Snedden supply-denial threat with the able assistance of ‘The Toe-Cutter’.  With Whitlam this time refusing to bow to the threat by calling a general election, a volcanic political crisis evolved which led to Whitlam’s dismissal as prime minister by Governor-General John Kerr on 11 November 1975, his replacement as acting prime minister by Fraser and an ensuing federal election which saw a massive rejection of Labor and a huge majority for the Coalition.

By the middle of 1975, Whitlam had been on the nose: colossal economic mismanagement, high inflation, high unemployment, huge scandals (the loans affair in particular) and a general air of chaos in the ranks.  Fraser used the loans affair as his trigger for engineering the crisis, secure in the knowledge that Whitlam’s popularity was at rock bottom and he would be massacred at the polls.

After Fraser threw down the gauntlet, I went to a political rally in October 1975 at the Myer Music Bowl in Melbourne, addressed by Fraser and his three Country Party allies (Doug Anthony, Ian Sinclair and Peter Nixon).  Fraser’s anti-Whitlam address was out of a training manual in political demagoguery: savage, personal, bilious, raucous – and a sure testament that this course of action had been on his agenda from the day he became leader.

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Last week, my stomach turned when watching Malcolm Fraser mouthing his sweet encomiums about Whitlam.  I have no doubt that he, Fraser, was the ultimate political violator and wrecking ball who manipulated a weak and flawed governor-general into the course of action he took.  The Fraser/Kerr coup was neither unconstitutional nor illegal.  But it represented a massive rupture of the political fabric and created a convention that was an awesome threat to future governments.  Nothing the Whitlam government did, and its sins were massive, can possibly justify such an assault.  A written constitution is only as good as the respect its practitioners accord to both its letter and its spirit.  Fraser, with his unbridled ambition, violated that spirit to assuage that ambition.  Stupid man: he only had to wait another 12-18 months when he would probably have won the election in a perfectly orthodox manner without the damage that flowed from 1975.

I suspect that Fraser moved when he did because Whitlam’s government had reached rock bottom and by October 1975 was beginning to come up for air.  Whitlam had got rid of his crazier ministers (Lionel Murphy, Jim Cairns, Clyde Cameron, Rex Connor).  He had appointed a sane and economic realist in Bill Hayden as treasurer who brought down a sensible budget in August 1975 aimed at redressing the financial madness of the previous couple of years.  With another 18 months of the normal period of government, Whitlam might have emerged as a serious political contender again.  Fraser would not allow that to happen.

Malcolm Fraser has never expressed regret or doubt about his actions.  It is therefore mystifying to me how he has joined the pantheon of Labor’s latter-day heroes: warmly embraced by the progressive left as a convert, never criticised for his past, welcomed by the Greens (he campaigned for Sarah Hanson-Young’s re-election in 2013).  I have always suspected that Fraser’s so-called conversion was either an attempt to assuage his guilt over 1975 or a bid to remain politically relevant and taken note of.

Not for me.  I have maintained the rage.

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Let that reflection stand.  I would not change a word.

Part 3

Indochinese Refugees

If Malcolm Fraser’s assault on the political fabric in 1975 was baleful, unjustifiable by any measure and hugely divisive, his time as prime minister had one crowning achievement: and that was his preparation of the public ground for the acceptance and resettlement of the largest intake of non-European  migrants in the country’s history.  The significance of this should not be underestimated and credit should rightly be given to Fraser for presiding over a dramatic change in the demography of the country’s immigration intake.  In time, this change has extended way beyond the Indochinese refugees to the point where India and China now rank as the second and third largest sources of permanent migration to Australia.

The arrival and resettlement of over 55,000 Indochinese refugees during Fraser’s seven years as prime minister was accomplished with little if any racial antagonism on the streets.  These refugees did receive their share of bigotry and verbal abuse but no more so than previous arrivals of non-anglo migrants such as the Greeks and Italians.  But not a single racially-inspired death can be attributed to this influx.  No le Pen-type extremist political group of any significance emerged in its wake.  These facts should be remembered whenever the laid-back exhibitors of moral superiority (Phillip Adams comes to mind) deliver their regular pronouncements about “Australian racism”.  Let them contemplate the fact that less than four decades after the fall of Saigon, a former Vietnamese refugee was appointed as the Governor of South Australia.

Fraser was assisted in the admission and resettlement process by the replacement of Whitlam as Labor Party leader after the 1977 election by Bill Hayden, who guaranteed Fraser a bipartisan stance on the issue and thus removed it from the wear and tear of the political battlefield.

This portrait of Fraser is not, however, uncontested.  In an article in “The Australian” of 27 March entitled ‘Malcolm Fraser was no saint for Vietnamese refugees’, its foreign editor Greg Sheridan, a relentless critic of both Whitlam and Fraser, claimed on the basis of a 2012 research article by a University of Melbourne academic Rachel Stevens that Fraser was slow and reluctant to accept Vietnamese refugees and only came round to doing so as a result of pressure from the United States and, to a lesser extent, from Singaporean prime minister Lee Kuan Yew.

Convincing as the Stevens argument is, it does not detract from the decisions of Fraser’s government and the results flowing from them, irrespective of whether they derived from foreign pressure.  Australia had a massive moral and political obligation to be as generous as possible to the victims of a war in which it was a significant participant.  Fraser, as a former Army and Defence minister during the time of that participation, would have been well aware of that obligation: and should rightly have been condemned had he shirked it.  In the end, more Vietnamese refugees were accepted and resettled here on a per capita basis than in any other country.  For this, Fraser must take the credit – and the outpouring of sentiment and gratitude from the Vietnamese communities since his death is surely testimony to that.

 Part 4

Malcolm Fraser was prime minister for seven years and three months (1975-83).  His government was that of a standard Liberal leader: competent, cautious, generally conservative.  He mostly continued Whitlam’s social, environmental and political programs; ran the economy in a traditionally protectionist manner; and was a vocal and constant supporter of the US alliance in the Cold War against the Soviet Union and its allies and global minions.  His working modus operandi was that of the micro-manager, exhibiting a manic, ruddite obsession with every last nook and cranny of administration, driving senior public officials and staff to distraction.

After his electoral defeat in 1983, Fraser dedicated himself to two high-profile, significant and praiseworthy international causes: the ending of apartheid in South Africa and combatting international poverty through his founding and chairmanship of Care Australia and Care International.  His undertaking of these causes was consistent with his record on Indochinese refugees in all respects.

But the public persona of Malcolm Fraser which gradually emerged in the 1990s and 2000s was virtually unrecognisable when compared with the one he exhibited from about the mid-1960s to the end of the 1980s.  We started to witness a political profile which illustrated that a mighty change equivalent to a political conversion had taken place.  A rough sketch of these changes is as follows.

Rumblings of a New Political Movement

In 1992, Fraser was one of a group contemplating a new political movement which he would lead.  This movement would stand in opposition to economic rationalism, globalisation and all the changes that were introduced into the Australian economy since 1983 by the Hawke/Keating Labor governments and supported by the Liberal/National Party opposition: especially the privatisation of such commercial icons as the Commonwealth Bank and Qantas .  Prominent in this group were Bob Santamaria, president of the National Civic Council (the engine room of the Democratic Labor Party from the 1950s to the 1970s); Professor Robert Manne of La Trobe University and editor of the conservative magazine ‘Quadrant’; Professor John Carroll, also of La Trobe University; and Philip Ayres, an academic who would eventually be Fraser’s biographer.

This informal movement, largely the brainchild of Santamaria designed to create a new ‘third force’ in Australian politics, never saw the light of day.  But it did illustrate the edging away of Fraser from his Liberal Party moorings.

(Note: absent from the writings about Fraser since his death has been any reference to his long association with Santamaria, from the late 1960s to Santamaria’s death in 1998.  Santamaria was a critical behind-the-scenes adviser to Fraser in the months leading up to the dismissal of Whitlam in 1975).

The Howard Government

One might have expected Fraser to provide elder statesman-type support and quiet critical advice to a government led by the very man he appointed as Treasurer in his own government in 1977.  Instead, Fraser constantly and publicly white-anted John Howard throughout his almost 12 years in government on just about every issue, with never a solitary word in public support or praise on any issue where one might have expected it (e.g. gun control after the Port Arthur massacre in 1996; the engineering of East Timor out of Indonesian occupation and into nationhood; the maintenance of close, pragmatic and productive relationships with Japan, China, Indonesia and South Korea and the beginnings of such a one with India).

Asylum-Seekers

Nowhere was Fraser’s voice heard more loudly in criticism than in the Howard government’s handling of asylum seekers from the Middle East and west Asia who were arriving in ever greater numbers by boat in the early 2000s.  This was an immensely more complicated issue than the Vietnamese refugees challenge of the 1970s and 1980s, of whom only just over 2000 arrived in Australia directly by boat.  The government was faced with a well-oiled multi-million dollar people-smuggling racket.  How this matter was handled by Howard was indeed highly controversial.  But the Keating Labor government had no such doubts when it introduced mandatory detention for boat arrivals in 1992.  And no word was heard from Fraser at that time.  But during Howard’s period in office, Fraser’s advocacy became ever more simplistic and strident, with not a single word of advice on how this new situation might be handled in a practical policy sense.  Fraser adopted a tone of high moral superiority, that of the human rights guru of the nation.  One might have thought that with his background and experience, he might have offered to negotiate off-shore processing in the S E Asian region based on his successful diplomacy in the 1970s and 1980s.  Such an offer might have been extended to the Rudd/Gillard governments which would have avoided the collapse of their hastily contrived but ineffectual Malaysian and East Timor solutions.  But no – Fraser preferred to issue jeremiads of condemnation of Howard’s actions, especially of the Pacific solution which effectively ended the people-trafficking for several years.

Moral vanity is one of the great deadly sins of our age.  It was disappointing, given Fraser’s outstanding record in relation to Indochinese refugees, to see him succumbing to this vanity in his advancing years.  Consequently, his influence on policy amounted to nothing.

The Americans and the Russians

As minister during the 1960s and early 1970s and as prime minister from 1975 to 1983, Fraser was an unequivocal and articulate supporter of the US alliance and of the US’s containment of the Soviet Union and its allies during the Cold War.  Examples abound – from his support for the American/Australian military involvement in Vietnam to the boycott of the Moscow Olympics in 1980 in response to the Soviet invasion of Afghanistan in 1979.

Fast forward to the last months of his life when Fraser published a book “Dangerous Allies” calling for the end of the ANZUS treaty and the removal of US security installations from Australian soil.  Central to this volte face, a mammoth one for an Australian ex-prime minister, was Fraser’s view that the US was squeezing Australia into a coordinated plan of “containment” of China through its “pivot to Asia” and would thus inexorably involve Australia in a major war with its biggest trading partner.  Allied with this thesis was his frequently stated view over the course of 2014/15 that American provocation was the primary cause of Russian reoccupation of Crimea and attempted dismemberment of the Ukraine through its proxies.

A key event in this conversion appears to have been the US-led invasion of Iraq in 2003, which, when it all went sour, saw Fraser publicly condemn the operation as illegal and destructive.  Within the past year, he has described western condemnation of Russian actions in the Ukraine as hypocritical given the equivalence of western behaviour in Iraq.

Cambodia and the Khmer Rouge

During his own prime ministership, nowhere was Fraser’s obeisance to American policy so graphically demonstrated as in his unconscionable decision to join the US and China in maintaining the Khmer Rouge regime as the legitimate government of Cambodia at the United Nations – after that regime had been overthrown militarily by the Vietnamese at the beginning of 1979.  This regime, materially and financially underpinned by China, had been the mass murderer of up to 20% of its own population during its almost four year reign of terror.  I think Australia’s participation in this geo-political farce is the most shameful in its diplomatic history.   Fraser’s foreign minister Andrew Peacock resigned in April 1981 over the issue and subsequently challenged Fraser’s leadership but lost by a 2:1 margin.  This serious stain on Australia’s record was only rectified by Labor foreign minister Gareth Evans and his departmental secretary Michael Costello later in the 1980s (a separate big but honorable story).

Comment

The reflections above on Fraser’s late-in-life persona should not be taken as either agreement or disagreement with his position on particular issues.  I thought Fraser was right in his criticism of Howard for not instantly consigning Pauline Hanson to political oblivion in 1996 with a simple and forthright condemnation of her views, using his singular authority as prime minister to do so.  As for Iraq, from about the middle of 2002, I was privately arguing with American friends that invading Iraq as a response to the 9/11 terrorist attacks was absurd and likely to have profound and disastrous consequences.  As it turned out, the results were even worse than I imagined at the time.  For Australia to have become so closely involved with this venture shows the dangers of too close a personal identification between allied political leaders; and of extending its limited security and military resources way beyond its natural neighborhood habitat where such resources can make a significant difference (as in the East Timor operation and the recent natural disaster in Vanuatu).

The thing about Fraser is that from the late 1990s, his position on a whole range of issues became a pattern of rejection of his political past; his adoption of a progressiviste posture warmed him to his life-long political adversaries;  and one knew that whenever he spoke or wrote on any issue, his stance would be entirely predictable.

So, how does one join the dots between the several personae which Malcolm Fraser displayed to the world during his public life?  With great difficulty.  See Part 5 and final.

Part 5
Do not go gentle into that good night,

Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.


(Dylan Thomas, 1914 – 1953)

The evil that men do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their bones

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So how do we reconcile the Political Terminator of Labor in 1975 with the late-flowering left-liberal convert of the 1990s and 2000s; the staunch supporter of the US alliance in the 1960s and 1970s with the relentless critic of the US who calls for the end of the alliance in his final months; the strong leader, the humanitarian and effective demolisher of the White Australia policy of the 1970s with the daily purveyor of undergraduate e-placards and cyber-bites of recent years?

I can not avoid the conclusion that Fraser was internally troubled, if not guilt-affected, by his political hyper-aggression of 1975 and the unorthodox and divisive methods he used to reach prime ministerial office.  This is the same man who in his later years loudly preached compassion, the rule of law and a morality-based public policy – all incontestable values except when the preacher seems to protest too much.  Winning acceptance from his former enemies, and the gathering warmth of his friendship with Gough Whitlam, would serve as a salve for a troubled conscience.  It was disingenuous of Fraser to claim that it was not he who had changed but the Liberal Party when he gave up his membership in 2009.  It was Whitlam who claimed several times that there was not a sliver of difference between himself and Malcolm Fraser on foreign and human rights policy and that “Fraser had replaced him as the central target in the demonology of the right wing”.

Fraser’s latter-day reversal of position on the US alliance is of a piece with this.  Knee-jerk anti-Americanism is just about the cheapest form of juvenile revolt in smaller powers, the equivalent of an unquestioning obeisance to every American policy, such as Fraser demonstrated when in office (e.g. on the recognition of the UN credentials of the Khmer Rouge regime in 1980) and Howard did in relation to the Iraq invasion of 2003.  Fraser’s “Dangerous Allies” thesis is not shared by any Asia-Pacific country, including those such as Singapore, Malaysia and Indonesia which do not have formal treaties with the US; and including, I suspect, China whose more far-sighted thinkers would regard the US bases and troops in Japan as a protective barrier against any revival of Japanese militarism.

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A related phenomenon.  Malcolm Fraser, of all ex-prime ministers, kept himself unremittingly in the public eye.  He had been voted out of office at the tender age of 53.  As with most former leaders, he suffered from what Gareth Evans has described as ‘Relevance Deprivation Syndrome’.  He was addicted to the game.  And again I suspect that this had something to do with redeeming his political self after 1975.  In this he reminds one of former US president Richard Nixon who spent 20 years after 1974 engaged in a relentless process of self-redemption (though one should not draw too close an analogy between the Dismissal and Watergate with its vast reservoir of criminality).

The game.  Fraser’s discovery of the twittersphere in 2012 resulted, according to one calculator of these things, in some 10,300 tweets over a three year period, or an average of 11 a day, with 20,000 fans hanging out on this daily effusion of cyber-bites.  One journalist has described Fraser, in a twist on the line in Dylan Thomas’s poem, as ‘raging against the dying of the limelight’.

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During the first 15 months of his presidency (1993-4), Bill Clinton’s most valued informal adviser and counsellor on foreign policy and relations with Russia and China was Richard Nixon.  Consider: a Democratic president, the counter-cultural bovver-boy of the 1960s, whose wife Hilary’s first job as a legal intern was on the Congressional Watergate Committee, chooses the disgraced former president, a Republican, for such a role.  It is a shame that Malcolm Fraser, who had a great deal of experience to share, chose to go down a far different path in his twilight years, preferring that of a populist, megaphone oppositionist, wearing a persona that belied his past and confused his friends and admirers.

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It was impossible not to be moved by the funeral service for Malcolm Fraser at the Scot’s Church in Collins Street Melbourne on 27 March: the liturgy of the old Presbyterian faith, the eloquent eulogy of the Scottish pastor, and the spectacle of a solid, long-established family of three generations clearly deeply bound together by love and respect.  Fraser’s sons and daughters spoke briefly but passionately.  For me, the most poignant moments were those of his two granddaughters: one (Angela) delivering a witty memoir of her grandfather, the other (Hester) playing the piano and singing her own composition in his honour – “The Camellia Tree” – in beautiful ethereal tones that were reminiscent of Katie Noonan.  The service as a whole, with the exception of Peter Nixon’s unnecessarily partisan address, portrayed a picture of the private man that was inspirational to those closest to him and which was edifying to behold.

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In the end, the Dismissal will not go away but the likelihood of a repeat is close to zero, given the bitter memories of its divisiveness and aftermath.  It will only take a careful drafting of a new covenant under a revised Republic model to bury the possibility for good.  Fraser’s late-life political make-over will remain in the record but that too will ebb in time, leaving scholars and historians to ponder the cause of it.  And his twitter-feed will eventually disappear into the Great E-Shredder in the Sky, of no consequence to anyone or anything.

Harsh reflections on Malcolm Fraser’s variable personae should in no way diminish his crowning achievement:  the genuine humanitarian act of finally nailing the White Australia policy to the ground in practical terms and opening the gates to the Vietnamese, Cambodian and Laotian “wretched of the earth”.  This, combined with his work for Care Australia and assistance to similar organisations such as the Fred Hollows Foundation, will be his enduring legacy.  Thus, we can reshape Mark Anthony’s dictum in Shakespeare’s ‘Julius Caesar’ to say:

The good that this man did will live after him; everything else will be interred with his bones and eventually turn to dust.

PS  While preparing this, I have heard of the death of Peter Walsh, the Finance Minister in the Hawke Labor government 1984-90.  That is very sad.  Every half-decent government needs a Peter Walsh, to keep the bastards honest and to keep rent-seekers of all kinds at bay.  RIP.

MALCOLM FRASER: Personal Reflections

GOUGH WHITLAM: Personal Reflections

Part 1

Last Sunday afternoon (26 October), I took a 15 minute walk from my step-daughter’s home in Church Street on the western side of the Cabramatta railway line in Sydney.  Arriving at Albert Street on the eastern side of the line, I found number 32, a low-slung bungalow on a small patch of land: a flat roof, the front of the dwelling being all glass windows blinded up, and four vehicles parked in the narrow front garden and driveway.  The rest of the street was mostly traditional red-brick comfortable three and four bedroom homes a lot bigger than number 32.

Number 32 Albert Street was the home of Gough Whitlam and his family for 15 years when he was the Member for Werriwa: from 1957 to the day he was elected as prime minister on 2 December 1972.  A modest home, it did not look anything like the residence of a prospective national leader, let alone one with the aura of Whitlam.

Barely five minutes walk from Albert Street is Cabramatta Public School, sitting on a large tract of land on the corner of Cabramatta Road East.  On the day my two grand-daughters, the offspring of a Thai mother and a Vietnamese father, turn up for the opening of the school year, it is hard to find a traditional white Anglo-Australian face among the teeming crowds of excited young children.  The same goes for the swathe of residential land on that 15 minute walk between Albert and Church Streets, and for the colourful centre of down-town Cabramatta.

So Gough Whitlam, the urban reformer rightfully respected and praised for devoting great energy to improving the lives and conditions of the poorer outer suburbs of the big Australian cities;  for building a national sewerage program and the paving and guttering of road systems in those suburbs:  was this thriving multi-ethnic township his legacy?  No, it was not.

Less than two and a half years after Whitlam became prime minister, it is April 1975.  The war in Vietnam is about to end with the victory of the North Vietnamese army over the South Vietnamese army and the impending reunification of the two halves of the country under Communist rule.  In a conversation with his Foreign and Immigration Ministers, Don Willessee and Clyde Cameron, Whitlam declares, referring to the prospect of Vietnamese refugees coming into Australia:  “I’m not having these f…..g Vietnamese Balts coming into the country with their religious and political prejudices against us”.

This is an authentic statement recounted by Cameron in his memoirs and never denied by Whitlam.  It has to be the most egregiously racist remark ever made by an Australian national leader – a consummate calumny against both the Vietnamese and citizens of Baltic nations.  The latter’s forcible incorporation into the Soviet Union in 1939, courtesy of a handshake between Adolf Hitler and Josef Stalin, was recognised officially by the Whitlam government in 1974 – the only government in the world ever to have done so.  And for an astute political operator like Whitlam, his prognosis about Vietnamese refugees was dead wrong.  The Indochinese diaspora of western Sydney has consistently voted Labor candidates into office at local, state and federal levels since the 1980s.  Ask Chris Bowen: the current shadow treasurer who was the mayor of Fairfield in the mid 1990s during Cabramatta’s darkest days and who now represents large chunks of Whitlam’s former electorate.

How could Whitlam, the supposed demolisher of the White Australia Policy, the alleged father of multiculturalism, the grand promoter of tolerance and anti-discrimination in all its forms – how could he have said such things?

In 2011, Julia Gillard described Whitlam as “Paradoxical and enigmatic.  I sometimes feel that every Australian’s idea of Gough contradicts some other Australian’s idea of the man”.  I spent the day of 21 October in nostalgia for the heady days of 1972-5, glued to the live parliamentary session on TV and the moving bipartisan tributes.  The following thoughts surfaced that day and for the rest of the week – and they are riddled with contradictions.

(With apologies for the length.  I had in mind a brief piece of five paragraphs.  This message is the first of five parts)

Part 2

A number of non-facts have made their way into the Whitlam mythology.  It does no good service to Whitlam’s memory to falsify his record, or to record half-truths as whole truths, or to arrogate to him initiatives which properly belong elsewhere, or to give him the whole credit for bringing to fruition a policy begun by someone else.  As follows.

a.  ASIA.  Every prime minister in living memory has aspired to be Australia’s Marco Polo.  Much of the commentary in the past week has attributed to Whitlam the discovery of Asia and of Australia’s true place within it.  This is a wholly simplistic and inaccurate picture.  The historic trade agreement with Japan of 1957, the Colombo Plan begun in the 1950s and the little known initiative of Robert Menzies to provide funding for the setting up of an outstanding Indian Studies Department at the University of Melbourne in the early 1960s: these are only the more significant aspects of a consciousness of the Asian neighborhood that developed in the post-war years and that was nurtured by the Menzies government.

But it was Harold Holt who most effectively articulated this shift in Australia’s outlook on the world.  His first overseas trip on succeeding Menzies in 1966 was to Cambodia, South Vietnam, Taiwan and Singapore.  He effectively terminated the White Australia Policy.  His funeral in early 1968 was attended by just about every Asian leader.  I have a Les Tanner cartoon from ‘The Age’ (18 December 1967) showing a portrait of Holt against the dark waters off Cheviot Beach, a young boy marking a question mark in the sand, and the caption: “Australia’s deepest dangers and highest hopes lie in Asia’s tomorrows – Harold Holt, April 1967”.

b.  China.  China is at the centre of the Marco Polo image – in particular, Whitlam’s visit as opposition leader in July 1971.  In the political context of the times, it is fair to say that this was a gutsy move.  But Australia was not, as was claimed last week, “the first significant western country to recognise Communist China” (the UK did so in 1950, Canada had already agreed on the recognition protocols and even the McMahon government was holding talks with Chinese representatives in 1971).  And to say, with Geoffrey Robertson, Hugh White and others, that Whitlam got to Beijing before Richard Nixon is simply absurd.  Nixon was the real revolutionary on China.  Whitlam got lucky with his timing.

c.  Vietnam.  “Whitlam ended Australia’s military participation in the Vietnam War”.   All of Australia’s combat forces had been repatriated by the Gorton and McMahon governments by 1971.  To give Whitlam credit for the totality of withdrawal on the basis of a minor technicality – withdrawing the few military advisers still in Vietnam by December 1972 – is disingenuous and mythologically self-serving.

d.  Papua New Guinea.  The granting of independence to Papua New Guinea in August 1975 was the culmination of a bipartisan process and cannot be claimed as a singular credit to WhitlamWhether the timing of independence was wise has long been questioned, even by many Papua New Guineans, but it is most unlikely that Whitlam would have taken any expert advice to delay it, such was his wish to be the “Liberator of PNG”.

e.  East Timor.  Whether Whitlam gave the green light to Indonesian President Suharto to invade East Timor during the second half of 1975 is one of history’s unknowns.  One of the harshest critics of the Whitlam record, Greg Sheridan, has declared Whitlam to be innocent on this question.  But….one of Whitlam’s foreign policy fortes, for which he got little thanks and much criticism from within his own party, was the unique personal relationship he forged with Suharto, in strategic recognition of the central importance of Indonesia to Australia.  The question then becomes: why did he not use this unique relationship to persuade Suharto against the invasion?  East Timor did not rate a mention in the multitude of eulogies of the past week.  

f.  White Australia.  See under ‘Asia’ above.  It was Liberal Harold Holt, first as Immigration Minister under Menzies and then as prime minister (1966-7), who gradually and with little fanfare dismantled the White Australia Policy.  Whitlam tidied up the immigration procedures and legislated the Racial Discrimination Act but the hard work had already been done  by his predecessors.

g.  Free University Education.  Yes, this was a Whitlam initiative, widely acclaimed then and since.  But it is not the whole story.  The child of immigrant working class parents like me and countless others could not have gone to university in the 1960s had not Robert Menzies expanded the university sector and introduced commonwealth scholarships and education studentships.  And it was a subsequent Labor government (Hawke/Keating) which punctured the “free” character of tertiary education by introducing the HECS scheme which remains.

h.  Death Penalty.  Yes and no. The death penalty which Whitlam’s legislation abolished in 1973 covered only federal offences and nobody had ever been executed under federal law since Federation began 1901.  In the states, which have jurisdiction for all non-federal offences, capital punishment was successively abolished from 1922 (Queensland) to 1985 (New South Wales).  It was a future Labor government (Rudd 2010) which legislatively prohibited the reintroduction of capital punishment in all states and territories.

Part 3

So let us move into positive gear and record his singular achievements.
a.  Universal Health Insurance.  One of his finest, assisted by one of his more capable ministers, Bill Hayden
b.  Schools Funding.  The elimination of all forms of discrimination against non-state schools, and the establishment of needs-based funding.
c.  Equal Pay for Equal Work.  For men and women in the work-place.

d.  Arts Funding and Encouragement.  Although the Australia Council had been set up by Liberal PM Harold Holt and expanded by John Gorton, Whitlam infused it with an enthusiasm and passion.  In the absence of a tradition of large private benefactions to the arts as in the US, this was a significant contribution to embryonic artistic enterprises such as the film industry.e.  Aboriginal Australia.  While Holt had presided over the 1967 referendum on including the Aboriginal population in the census and giving the federal government power to legislate for that community, it was Whitlam who delivered the symbolic leadership to the rest of Australia which began the hard, serious process of reconciliation.  This leadership was recognised in emotional tributes from some of the most prominent Aboriginal leaders such as Noel Pearson after Whitlam died.

f.  Modernisation of the ALP.  This was Whitlam’s most significant party political contribution.  The ALP machinery in the 1960s was run by a collection of leftist apparatchiks right out of the dinosaur age (remember the likes of Bill Hartley and Joe Chamberlain).  If the Whitlam experiment ended in disaster in 1975, he had at least recreated a party which went on to be a successful long-term government in the 1980s and 1990s, with a broad cast of capable and intelligent ministers.  This was no mean achievement for the continuing health of a bipartisan or multi-partisan democratic polity.

h.  The Suburbs.  Back to 32 Albert Street, Cabramatta.  The regeneration of the outer suburbs, combined with the infrastructure introduced into regional towns and cities such as Albury-Wodonga, Newcastle and Geelong, should be seen as the down-to-earth work of a reforming Labor leader, determined to uplift the domains of working class populations.

i.  Indonesia.   Whitlam’s clear-sighted recognition of the strategic importance of Indonesia to Australian interests, reflected in the unique personal relationship he established with President Suharto, far outweighed his China theatrics in long term significance.

Part 4

1975

The Liberal and Country Party Coalition was responsible for the political upheavals of 1973-5 that ultimately led to Whitlam’s dismissal by the governor-general in November 1975.  It did not take long for the Coalition to start contemplating the undermining of the first Labor government in 23 years.  A ‘born to rule’ mentality existed in large parts of the coalition parties.  They had a majority in the Senate after the 1972 elections.  Running this majority was Senator Reg Withers, a ruthless political operator nick-named ‘The Toe-Cutter’.  He made it very clear that he would use his position to exact maximum political damage on the new government.It only took 16 months for this ambition to become apparent.  In April 1974, Liberal leader Billy Snedden threatened to block the supply bills unless Whitlam called an election.  Whitlam did so and was re-elected in May 1974 with a slightly reduced majority.  Snedden wrote himself into the history of caricature by claiming that he did not lose the election – he just didn’t win enough seats to win.  The Coalition maintained its majority in the Senate.

Enter The Terminator.  Malcolm Fraser, a former minister for the Army and Defence, had already showed form by white-anting and destroying the prime ministership of John Gorton in 1971.  In a party coup in March 1975, he replaced the ineffectual Snedden as opposition leader.  Barely seven months later, he repeated the Snedden supply-denial threat with the able assistance of ‘The Toe-Cutter’.  With Whitlam this time refusing to bow to the threat by calling a general election, a volcanic political crisis evolved which led to Whitlam’s dismissal as prime minister by Governor-General John Kerr on 11 November 1975, his replacement as acting prime minister by Fraser and an ensuing federal election which saw a massive rejection of Labor and a huge majority for the Coalition.

By the middle of 1975, Whitlam was on the nose: colossal economic mismanagement, high inflation, high unemployment, huge scandals (the loans affair in particular) and a general air of chaos in the ranks.  Fraser used the loans affair as his trigger for engineering the crisis, secure in the knowledge that Whitlam’s popularity was at rock bottom and he would be massacred at the polls.

After Fraser threw down the gauntlet, I went to a political rally in October 1975 at the Myer Music Bowl in Melbourne, addressed by Fraser and his three Country Party allies (Doug Anthony, Ian Sinclair and Peter Nixon).  Fraser’s anti-Whitlam address was out of a training manual in political demagoguery: savage, personal, bilious, raucous – and a sure testament that this course of action had been on his agenda from the day he became leader.

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Last week, my stomach turned when watching Malcolm Fraser mouthing his sweet encomiums about Whitlam.  I have no doubt that he, Fraser, was the ultimate political violator and wrecking ball who manipulated a weak and flawed governor-general into the course of action he took.  The Fraser/Kerr coup was neither unconstitutional nor illegal.  But it represented a massive rupture of the political fabric and created a convention that was an awesome threat to future governments.  Nothing the Whitlam government did, and its sins were massive, can possibly justify such an assault.  A written constitution is only as good as the respect its practitioners accord to both its letter and its spirit.  Fraser, with his unbridled ambition, violated that spirit to assuage that ambition.  Stupid man: he only had to wait another 12-18 months when he would probably have won the election in a perfectly orthodox manner without the damage that flowed from 1975.

I suspect that Fraser moved when he did because Whitlam’s government had reached rock bottom and by October 1975 was beginning to come up for air.  Whitlam had got rid of his crazier ministers (Lionel Murphy, Jim Cairns, Clyde Cameron, Rex Connor).  He had appointed a sane and economic realist in Bill Hayden as treasurer who brought down a sensible budget in August 1975 aimed at redressing the financial madness of the previous couple of years.  With another 18 months of the normal period of government, Whitlam might have emerged as a serious political contender again.  Fraser would not allow that to happen.

Malcolm Fraser has never expressed regret or doubt about his actions.  It is therefore mystifying to me how he has joined the pantheon of Labor’s latter-day heroes: warmly embraced by the progressive left as a convert, never criticised for his past, welcomed by the Greens (he campaigned for Sarah Hanson-Young’s re-election in 2013).  I have always suspected that Fraser’s so-called conversion was either an attempt to assuage his guilt over 1975 or a bid to remain politically relevant and taken note of.

Not for me.  I have maintained the rage.

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PS  That dopiest of conspiracy theories – the role of the CIA in Whitlam’s dismissal – has reared its head again: Max Suich’s long piece in the Australian Financial Review of 31 October; and the latest novel by expatriate Australian writer Peter Carey (‘Amnesia’).  It is worth recalling that this theory had its origin in the court testimony of Christopher Boyce – a 22 year old American, convicted in 1977 of espionage for the former Soviet Union, sentenced to jail for 40 years and released in 2002.  Neither in 1977 nor on his release did Boyce ever produce a scintilla of evidence.  I suspect that his KGB handler provided this story to Boyce should he ever be arrested and tried – so that the seeds of suspicion could be sown between two allied countries which were cold war adversaries of the Soviet Union.  But it’s a great story: the film “The Falcon and the Snowman” (1985 – Tim Hutton and Sean Penn) has it all.

As for Carey, lodged in his comfort zone of New York, precisely how courageous is it to parrot such nonsense inside the anonymous confines of a novel?  Where do you find footnotes in fiction?

The story is as plausible as that purveyed by British journalist Anthony Grey in 1983, in which Prime Minister Harold Holt worked for 40 years as a Chinese intelligence agent, for both the Nationalist Party before 1949 and the Communist Party of China thereafter.  According to this story, Holt was picked up off Cheviot Beach in Victoria in December 1967 by a Chinese submarine which took him home to Beijing.  Has the makings of another great film.

Part 5

So, in the end, what did I make of Whitlam and his place in the last half century of our national life?

a.  First, at core, he was a good man.  Never a hint of financial or personal scandal.  Never the slightest suggestion of corruption.  No accumulation of wealth as the fruit of political office.  No lucrative consultancy deals.  No five-figure lecture circuits.  A marriage lasting three score and ten years: the biblical measure for the average life span (now out of date).  No personal malice directed at his political opponents (let’s leave Sir John Kerr out of that equation).  These may be old-fashioned and conservative qualities but they make for a good political role model

b.  An extraordinary breadth of knowledge, the capacity to communicate it and put it into passionate rhetoric when required

c.  A great capacity to inspire about the big issues of public life, whether or not one was on his political side.  A capacity only matched by Robert Menzies.

d.  While clearly a deeply shy man, a capacity to engage with anyone in conversation, whatever their age, status or background (I personally encountered this three times).

e.  A gigantic ego, which he readily acknowledged and more often than not, turned into a withering self-deprecation and self-mocking wit.

f.  Above all, a total lack of self-pity and absence of bitterness in the aftermath of his sacking.  After which, he went on to become engaged in a variety of public, academic and cultural activities for almost the next four decades, always with good grace and humour and bonhomie. Certain less impressive comparisons come to mind.

To balance up these positive characteristics, one has to also acknowledge that Whitlam had a tempestuous temper which could explode and rain scorching lava on hapless officials.

Whitlam had a tertiary background in classics (his Ancient Greek teacher at Sydney University in the mid 1930s was 33 year old Professor Enoch Powell who became the British Conservative Party scourge of non-white immigration in the UK in the late 1960s).  So, he would probably not mind my describing his political fate and the events of 1972-75 as having the character of a sophoclean tragedy.  A big man with great ambitions to do good things (as he perceived) but whose vaunting impulses and myriad political character flaws provided fertile ground for his political enemies to lay ambushes leading eventually to his demise.  Nothing about 1975 was inevitable.  Malcolm Fraser was the architect of the assault that led to Whitlam’s destruction.  But as I remember the events, they were moving in a fairly predictable way towards a dramatic denouement.  And Whitlam lacked the nous and character to get those events back under control.  He could have, as many of his contemporary Labor colleagues bitterly remember.

So in the end, while the Whitlam legacy is certainly one of great highs and lows, of lasting achievement and colossal misadventures, his time in office was an inspiring and temporarily uplifting one and the country is a better one for having had him there, at that time.  I can not improve on the final statement in the editorial of “The Australian” on 22 October, the day after he died:

The past is another country, but much of Mr Whitlam’s grand design remains, if not too little of the great man’s “certain grandeur”. As we say farewell, a more open, confident, diverse and optimistic nation will forever be indebted to a colossal shaper, rare visionary and magnificent servant.

GOUGH WHITLAM: Personal Reflections