Category: Personal

  • Bushwalking

    It’s been too long since I’ve been out in the bush. There’s something about standing in the middle of a jungle track and hearing nothing but the sounds of nature. It drives home the fact that you are part of it, and not a spectator.

    Kondalilla FallsThat said, sometimes it would be nice to be just a spectator. There’s a lot of stuff out there that seemingly just wants to barb, swipe or maim you on a whim. In this part of the world, it’s more of the small things – for example, I imagine it’s a matter of time before someone discovers an Australian variety of ant that will knock out an entire football team with just one nip. Where I used to go walking in Malaysia, we at least had the privilege of seeing what was going to eat you.

    Tiger, tiger, burning bright
    In the forests of the night,
    What immortal hand or eye
    Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

    I make it sound perilous, but it isn’t at all. The most deadly things I have come across so far are ticks and leeches. And bush cockroaches, which are pure evil.

    When the stars threw down their spears,
    And water’d heaven with their tears,
    Did He smile His work to see?
    Did He who made the lamb make thee?

    Yes, I need to get out of town…

  • Legacy

    Chinese funerary altar

    At a Chinese funeral that I attended recently, there was a lot of debate about whether the Christians amongst the family should be participating in the prayers and ceremonies, which followed the Taoist and Buddhist traditions.

    Chinese funerary altar - detailI won’t offer an opinion on the matter, but reflect on this: when Brahms wrote Ein deutsches Requiem (Op. 45, A German Requiem) in the 1860s, he derived the text from the Lutheran Bible. However he managed to write the libretto in such a way that it could have read as a Jewish prayer. In fact, it may even serve as a respectful and sincere requiem for a believer of any of the Abrahamic religions – more than half of the world’s population. There is an elegance in both the music and the text that suggests that the ecumenism of the message could only have been intended by Brahms. What a wonderful legacy.

  • Australia Day

    Arthur Phillip. Tsk… wonderpantsIt’s Australia Day tomorrow. To remind everyone about it, the local train station has put up big A4 sheets of paper with “Remember Australia Day” computer-printed on them. “January 26” is also taped up here and there. Altogether it’s supremely tacky.

    But it does raise a point. Sure, people will remember Australia Day before the event, but certainly not after. A good Australian will probably have a story about being barred from the barbecue because they’d become flammable on VB. The amount of brain-pickling that goes on is challenged only by Melbourne Cup day (which is strange, because we’re nowehere near Melbourne).

    OK, so I’m generalising. But I do think most people enjoy Australia Day. I do. The timing is such that it consoles the weary worker who is still mellow from Christmas gorging (or brain dead from New Year champagne). I mean, we don’t get all that many public holidays in Australia. Coming from someone who grew up in Malaysia anyway. We get:

    • New Year’s Day, 1 January
    • Australia Day, 26 January
    • Good Friday, 21 March
    • Easter Saturday, 22 March
    • Easter Monday, 24 March
    • Anzac Day, 25 April
    • Labour Day, 5 May
    • Queen’s Birthday, 9 June
    • Royal Queensland Show, 13 August (a Brisbane thing)
    • Christmas Day, 25 December
    • Boxing Day, 26 December

    … and that’s it. So I guess we’d better dust off the barbecue, get down to the bottle shop and slip, slop, slap. You know, like Arthur Phillip would’ve done. It’s the last real holiday of summer. Happy Australia Day!

  • Words

    A flyOne of the most challenging subjects I did at university was Systematics, the study of classification and order within the family tree of life… basically what it is that separates, for example, Homo sapiens from Homo neanderthalensis. It was difficult for me because I couldn’t see the point of putting things into arbitrary categories that would not last beyond a few generations.

    Fundamentally I feel there is something wrong about the field altogether. Genetics on the scale of whole organisms is continuous and not discrete, even within the species. Nonetheless, classification is the only way that the human mind can get its way around the awesome and infinite scope of life.

    We often forget that we don’t – can’t – know everything, that our brains are just not wired to comprehend certain things. So why is it that we keep trying to convince ourselves that there is an end to knowledge when really, we couldn’t know everything even if we wanted to? The end result is that we lose ourselves in a world where we are ruled by words. The judicial system is probably the most potent symbol of this in civilisation. The common example is where someone who should be behind bars is set free on the basis of semantics.

    We are so bound by what we say that we forget the power of silence; on a deeper level, being alone and concealed from the world for periods of time gives you a feeling that words don’t matter any more. Because really… they don’t.

    Jane Goodall says it with such grace:

    I think we live with words. We look at the world around us and we classify everything. If you can see things without words – I mean when this came to me strongly is, a very amazing fly, not just like a housefly but it had golden bristles and red eyes and golden wings, and it landed on my finger. I’m looking at this thing and I thought, “A fly,” and then I thought, “But look at it.” If you take away the word ‘fly’, you get this incredible creature which is part of the whole tapestry and interwoven web of life. Magic. We just – it’s a fly, and I realised how we destroy a lot of the magic in the world by always wanting to label everything. We can’t help it. We just put things in boxes and then we don’t sometimes see the magic.

  • Smiling

    In 1974, there was a huge uproar over India’s nuclear testing operation code-named “Smiling Buddha”. When the test was successfully completed, the head of operations called the prime minister (Indira Gandhi at the time) and happily informed her: “Madam, Buddha has finally smiled”.

    In the years since, another series of nuclear tests has come and gone causing more controversy and sanctions, but India, I believe, has since redeemed itself by clearly stating its policy on nuclear weapons – that of “no-first-use”. It’s a small step in nuclear non-proliferation, but it is significant considering India is itself a very significant member of the world community. More importantly it shames governments that have much longer nuclear histories but to this day have forgotten their own true nuclear responsibilities in favour of shabby nuclear favouritism. No prizes for guessing which government comes at the top of this list.

    I try to avoid making any sort of comment on U.S. politics because I believe I share the opinion of the world in general, and being a citizen of the world (as opposed to being a U.S. citizen) there’s precious little that I can do to change the U.S. political climate. U.S. voters have to take domestic concerns into consideration when they decide on leaders and last week while our esteemed “leader of the free world” Bush was addressing his aged citizens on matters of Medicare, someone piped up with a question. It must have been most uncomfortable for Mr. Bush because he was was forced to change gears in a flash, from insurance salesman to responsible leader. Here’s how he did:

    Q Mr. President, there are some — and I guess I would include myself — who have different views about the Indian agreement, because they’re concerned about the effect that the agreement will have on the capacity of India to stimulate its own production of nuclear weapons —

    THE PRESIDENT: No, I understand.

    Q — by helping them. But I would go beyond that and ask you, while you’re still President, to consider one aspect of this whole nuclear question. I guess I’m one of the three standing — left standing Americans who helped — who did the negotiation of the nonproliferation treaty. And the basic bargain there was that other countries would give up their nuclear weapons if we, the nuclear powers, would engage in a program of nuclear disarmament.

    Now, I’m aware of all of the agreements that have taken place. I’m aware of the negotiations that you had with Mr. Putin. The point is that we cannot expect that agreement, that basic agreement to hold if the United States, particularly, goes on acting as — and has the position that we might initiate a nuclear war if it is necessary.

    And I would ask you just to think about the time — while you’re still President, taking the one position that only one American President has taken, and that is President Johnson, to consider a “no first-use” policy to help the prospect of nuclear proliferation in the long run.

    THE PRESIDENT: Well, thank you. Thank you very much. Thanks for your contribution, by the way. I appreciate it. (Applause.)

    Part of the Indian deal is to actually get them to formally join some of the institutions that you helped — your work created. And you’re right. I did do an agreement with President Putin — thanks for noticing — where we’re — both of us are reducing nuclear stockpiles. But I’ll take your words to heart, and think about it. Thank you. No commitment standing right here, of course. (Laughter.)

    Hmmm. Articulate. One of very few people who can destroy humanity at whim (literally, physically… not the moral destruction that Australian politicians are limited to flinging about here), he sounds like he’s selling jam at a country fair. The demeanour may be endearing in some situations, not here. I don’t know what drives the man, nor his entire administration, but it’s difficult not to see that U.S. foreign policy is merely a branch of U.S. economic policy. And I guess you need to know what sort of voter he is pandering to.

    It's no mistake that the Chrysler Imperial has what they call 'gun sights' for tail lightsI’m beginning to think that Republican voters these days are part of a minority who need to feel part of something grand. Who need a small arsenal of AR-15s to shoot rabbits. Who need to drive to the corner store in their 425 horsepower Chryslers. Who think there’s something impressive about being the biggest and most lethal. Why else would they call it the Grand Old Party?

    I may not be entitled to Medicare benefits but I do believe that the rest of the world is entitled to a healthcare plan that protects us from being blown to smithereens by another Fat Boy. Mr. Bush, your term is doomed. Disconnect from the voters and talk to us some time about our healthcare plan. Then some day when you get the phone call from the big operations centre in the sky, you can hope to make your very own personal saviour smile.