This is the message we are broadcasting to the world today:
Makes you proud, doesn’t it.
What a proud nation we are — so proud of our treatment of our First Nation people, who we have culled like harp seals through generational cycles of grog and gaol so that there’s no possible escape. So proud of our treatment of Asians and Muslims whose food we’ll eat but whose customs we revile.
Don’t wear that fucken burqa, bitch, and go heavy on the hummus!
So proud of “Australian Made” that we march in the street wrapped in the national flag (made in China) but won’t actually buy products made here.
Too expensive!
We just want the warm inner glow of knowing that something, somewhere, is still Australian-made.
And so proud of our white nationalist heritage that we happily and knowingly will march in the street with Nazis.
Of course, when asked, nobody actually admits to BEING a Nazi. They all just saw a swastika, you know, over there somewhere, which just happened to be moving in the same direction as they were.
Charlie Kirk’s recent unaliving sent ripples through the lowest echelons in Oz. Our extremists are gleefully proclaiming the End of Days are upon us; so when a professional pundit say ‘Yeah nah, not yet’ it give you pause.
This bloke.
John Macgowan was a former staffer in the Liberal-National Party ‘dirt unit’ who now consults in the corporate intelligence and strategic communications world. He summarises the radical right in Australia are a “rabble” but sees something building.
Ten years, he reckons, and we may have our own Trump.
But not yet. And definitely not this penis-head with his 70’s Village People moustache.
Others disagree.
The extreme right in Australia are as abhorrent to conservatives as they are the rest of us. Vocal independent Gary Rennick calls the current political right a “shitshow” driven by personenkultus, yet is himself a one-man band.
He doesn’t see the numbers for a right wing revolution, not so long as conservatives continue to eat their own young.
So for the time being it’s probably the Golden Age of the political left. Massive numbers, absolute mandate, get on with being progressive.
But I have my own theory.
My theory is that we’re safe so long as we don’t give a shit. And, universally cynical, white Australians don’t give a shit about anything until it stings the hip-pocket. Only then do we hit the street to point the finger and shift blame.
In the post-war years we blamed Greek and Italian immigrants. Post-Vietnam we blamed any and all Asians. Post-9/11 it was blame “persons of Middle-Eastern appearance”, and now?
Indians.
Wait, what? Indians are to blame?
So the answer is to reduce the sting. Manage expectations. Take a step back so that we can take two steps forward.
Maybe #PMAlbo should pause immigration for a couple years to let the flag-wrapped dumbfucks see it wasn’t Mr Gupta that’s buying up all the properties all along.
It was us.
White Australians are parking their money in real estate at record rates, making home ownership for “ordinary Australians” a near-impossibility.
Which is funny!
Because if the “anti-immigration” protestors were fair dinkum, they’d be yelling at the people actually forcing “ordinary Australians” out of the property market — teachers, nurses, truck drivers, electricians and cops.
But that’s okay, because the protests weren’t really about home-ownership, employement prospects, wage growth, cost of living, interest rates, or yum cha at all.
It’s just boring, ordinary, business-as-usual racism.