Thursday, February 4, 2010

Cops want Australia Day grog ban



OK, so I'm a bit late, but I had problems connecting to the server so SHUT UP.

Australia Day. Doesn’t it make you proud? The 26th January, a date dedicated to the memory of white men landing and colonising the big desert to the south of Asia. Congratulations: you guys happened to sail into a piece of rock and then proceeded to kill most of its inhabitants, either purposely or vicariously, mine the shit out of it, suck its meagre rivers dry, build monstrosities along a large proportion of the coast and then produce a species known as the bogan. Let’s celebrate this by drinking fuckloads and decking ourselves out in a flag dominated by the flag of some country a billion miles away, and eerily similar to some island where  they filmed Lord of the Rings.

Whats the problem here? Setting aside the cops’ (God I hate that word) ridiculous proposals, including the usual “no full strength sold before 2pm” (ok I’ll just get it the day before retards) and “no shots” (ok I’ll just order a tequila, no ice, no lemonade), there’s something else going on. I put it to the police that the problem lies not in the supply of alcohol on this day. I put it to the police that the problem lies in the promotion of nationalism and that membership of these fake freakin nations that we created is something to be proud of and celebrate. Hey! I was born inside this imaginary border! That makes me awesome! I put it to the cops that we should ban retarded people on Australia Day. That would make far more sense.

Ok, we are a lucky country. I don’t doubt it. Most of us don’t have to worry about food, or shelter, most of us can take holidays from time to time. We can protest . (within limits. And not if an American President is in town. And it probably won’t do anything anyway.) Most of the time our legal system works. (Nerds, I’m not referring to the Al-Kateb judgment here. Never in the history of law talking guys has a crapper decision been made.) We are free to create whatever political parties we want. (Which sometimes results in awesomeness, like the fishing party, and sometimes in total farce, like One Nation. And at the end of the day, it’s a choice between Right and Righter, but I digress.) Isn’t it time we started thinking about something else? We don’t live off the sheep’s back any more. There are alot of people in the world who live in shithouse conditions that can directly or indirectly be traced back to the way we live. I assure you I’m not going on some save the world trip here, dear friends, I’m too cynical for that. But if we are going to keep on accepting the benefits of globalisation, we also have to accept that nationhood and nationalism has to take a back seat to being a member of the global community. Fuck it. Live how you want, be happy, but sometimes just think a little. Especially on Australia Day. Also, drink heaps of beer, but just think.  Cause maybe after all our luckiness and wealth and golden soil and shit we have forgotten.... something. I dunno what. But waving a flag around isn’t gonna make you feel or think anything of any importance. Drinking beer might, though.