The way we talk about our country needs to change
Yesterday, while watching Malcolm Turnbull’s press conference, I wrote on Twitter that “It's not a big thing but I don’t love this repeated idea that there’s no one more Australian than Barnaby Joyce”.
A minute later, Labor MP Tim Watts replied: “It is a big thing I reckon. It’s heavily loaded with very old fashioned ideas about what it means to be Australian.”
A few hours later, Watts happened to be in a pub with his Labor colleague Senator Sam Dastyari. While ordering drinks, Dastyari, who was born in Iran, was approached by some men. One of them heckled him: “You terrorist, you little monkey.”
Dastyari told the men they were a bunch of racists and he didn’t have time for them, and then finished his order: “A pale ale, thanks.” One of the men, with the self-satisfaction of a five-year-old who’s just learned the phrase “I know you are but what am I?”, retorted: “What race is Islam?” Dastyari asked them to say hi to the United Patriots Front for him. For that, he got: “Why don’t you go back to Iran, you terrorist?”
Dastyari returned to the table where he was sitting with people and their pub meals. The men followed him. They continued to parrot: “What race is Islam?” Watts said to the men “What race is dickhead?” Eventually, the men left.
The reason we know such detail is not because Dastyari has a photographic memory, but because the men filmed the confrontation, and posted it on the Facebook page of their far-right group Patriot Blue.
I strongly recommend watching the video. I had read a number of descriptions of the events beforehand. But watching the video gives you a completely different sense of the situation. It feels horrible. You might know in your head that it ends without violence; watching, you can’t shake off the sense that it still might. There is something visceral about the threat that emanates from a group of men, aiming to provoke, in the middle of a pub.
But it’s more than that, too, because the aggression comes with a particular motivation. This is what Dastyari said about the racist abuse: “It makes me feel small, makes me feel horrible, it makes you feel kind of terrible and that’s what they are designed to do.” Again, reading those words, I logically understand the point. But watching the video, you can’t help but put yourself in Dastyari’s place, and feel, if only for the briefest of moments, what that might be like.
For some of you, I realise, that won’t be necessary: you’ve experienced plenty of abuse based on who you are. For the rest of us, watching an event like that unfold is illuminating.
Still, it shouldn’t come as a total surprise. One other thing the men said is this: “We are the real Australians. Look at this terrorist.”
We are the real Australians.
And who, exactly, counts as a real Australian these days? Well, according to the government, that would be Barnaby Joyce. “There’s no one more Australian than Barnaby Joyce,” the prime minister of the country said yesterday. The day before, joining Joyce on the campaign trail, Turnbull had said, “I don’t know anybody more Australian than Barnaby Joyce.” The Minister for Infrastructure and Transport Darren Chester said in August that “it’s hard to imagine anyone more Australian than Barnaby Joyce”. On exactly the same day, the Liberal MP for Wannon, Dan Tehan, said, “I think most Australians would agree that you couldn’t get anyone more Australian than Barnaby Joyce.”
I think you’d call that a consensus position.
There is context here. The government is making this point, about Joyce, specifically, because he’s embroiled in the dual citizenship fiasco, and they want to emphasise the idea that this is the High Court’s doing, and nothing to do with anything very real.
But that’s not the only reason – it’s because it’s an easy sell, building, in Watts’ words (and remember he said this before the Dastyari incident) on “very old fashioned ideas about what it means to be Australian”. You can tell that from the way Chester finished his sentence: “from the soles of his R.M. William boots right to the top of his Akubra hat”.
Of course, it would be facile to blame the prime minister for the stupid aggression of the racist blokes in the pub. The PM rightly condemned it as soon as he was asked, saying there should be “zero tolerance for racist abuse”, that “there is no place for racial vilification in Australia”.
But we shouldn’t let our leaders off the hook here, either. Public figures play a crucial role in setting the boundaries for debate, in what it is acceptable to say and do. Dastyari made this point himself, about the leader of One Nation: “These are people who feel incredibly empowered because of what Pauline Hanson has done for them.”
But Hanson is the obvious example. When the prime minister and his MPs choose to emphasise, for the purpose of political gain, the “Australianness” of a middle-aged white bloke from the country with a broad Aussie accent, they are shoring up a particular category that excludes vast numbers of Australians. Bill Shorten did the same thing earlier this year with his “Australians first” ad featuring, yep, a gallery of white people (Shorten also condemned the Patriot Blue men in strong terms today).
While I was thinking about the Dastyari incident, I read an article in Crikey [$] that considered the long-run political implications of the marriage vote. Veteran LGBTI rights campaigner Rodney Croome made comments that reminded me of my reaction to the video: “Young heterosexual Australians have seen, many for the first time, just how deep anti-LGBTI hate and prejudice can run.” He told the reporter that this understanding would stay with many of them as they later took on other roles, in business, in bureaucracy and in politics.
It is a great pity that we need ugly incidents like the Dastyari confrontation, or homophobic abuse under a national spotlight, to make these things clear. And it would be a great pity if we have to wait for the young Australians of today to make their way into politics before we begin to change the casual assumptions many of us make about who is and isn’t a real Australian.
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Former police officer Timothy Baker goes on trial for murder
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