Many Quadrant readers who opened Twitter accounts quite likely don't use them anymore, as it requires a particularly robust forebearance to endure the assaults and insults to which conservatives are subjected when logged on to social media. Still, enemy territory that it is, Twitter does serve a useful purpose in providing a billboard for those keen to advertise their hypocrisy and preciousness.
This morning's twitterings by two purported priests in the temple of truth -- take that to mean journalism and ABC journalists, and do try not to laugh -- make that point rather nicely.
First, consider the tweet reproduced atop this item from Media Watch's Paul Barry, one of the few individuals on the planet who can make Jonathan "Mother Twanky" Holmes' departure from the small screen a cause for regret. Now bear in mind that Barry shtick is to take others to task for passing along fake news.
And what was the great man up to this morning? Why, passing along fake news! Actually, make that "old fake news" because the "impeachment" furphy had been refuted days earlier.
The next time some media outlet runs with a story on the strength of unsubstantiated and unchecked rumour ("Don't know if this true"), consistency will bind Barry to overlook the offence. Once again, try not to laugh, especially if drinking coffee, as it may well make a mess of your keyboard.
The second cavalcader in this morning's Silly Day parade is Barry's fellow ABCer and host of The Drum, Ms Julia Baird, of whom it almost need not be noted that she also writes chin-strokers for the Sydney Morning Herald. In the way of dogs, the ABC and Fairfax are joined nose-to-bottom, each addicted to inhaling and exhaling the other's noxious slants and inaccuracies. It was her Saturday piece in the SMH which prompted Mark Latham's derision as reproduced below.
Ms Baird has taken grave offence, or grave manufactured offense, to be more accurate.
Is she seriously suggesting that Latham will be to blame should some misguided soul make a physical attempt to jam a dose of common sense up her fundament? Apparently so.
Quadrant readers do not need to be told that Latham was speaking metaphorically -- and one suspects Ms Baird understands as much as well. It is just that, rather than defend the compilation of only-women-bleed cliches that was her weekend column, she finds it so much more convenient to feign fear of physical assault.
We will know if that concern for her safety is genuine when she makes it a point at all future social gatherings to stand with her back to the wall, lest any skulking Lathamite have designs on embedding wisdom in "her clacker".
Readers with a taste for irony might care to follow the link below and read Ms Baird's column, which laments that women lack the confidence to defend their beliefs in open debate with nasty, icky men. And yet there she is, just a couple of days later, doing precisely that by seeking refuge in misrepresentation while refusing to argue her case.
Should Paul Barry retire to a rocking chair at the ABC Old Luvvies' Home, Ms Baird's inspired inconsistency makes her tailor-made to replace him.
-- roger franklin
It is nice to know the eager and dedicated public servants in the Australian Taxation Office are working tirelessly to bring in the revenue so desperately needed to fund such worthwhile undertakings as the Australia Council, the ABC, a fleet of overly expensive South Australian submarines and ARC-grant nest-featherers, not to mention the ever-ludicrous Gillian Triggs and her HRC grievance-mongers.
Still, even the most conscientious stewards of the public good can blot their copy books from time to time. Zeg extends his sympathies and suggests how the ATOs embarrassing little problems might best be handled in future.
Now follow the link below
As university students and recent graduates protest the abhorrent notion of contributing a little more and a little sooner to the cost of their educations, S.L. writes to update fellow Quadrant readers on one of the things the taxpayer dollar is buying. The memo below went out this week to University of Technology Sydney students.
...I’m writing to invite you to contribute to the Empathy Poems, a new project in support of the asylum seeker and refugee crisis that affects Australia and its humanitarian responsibilities, as well as other parts of the world.
The idea is simple: choose a poem that you love — it might be a classic, a childhood favourite, or by a contemporary poet — and rewrite it using the themes of refuge, dispossession, and seeking asylum. That poem and its original (or a link to it) will be included in the Empathy Poems website, to raise awareness and foster understanding amongst readers.
The idea for this project came from Ian Syson’s moving poem ‘Beach Collection’, inspired by Kenneth Slessor’s famous ‘Beach Burial’. You don’t need to be a poet, simply someone who supports this idea. Other poems of inspiration so far have included ‘The Owl and the Pussycat’, Primo Levi’s ‘If This is a Man’, a Shakespeare sonnet, and Edgar Allan Poe’s ‘The Raven’.....
.... I look forward to hearing from you and reading your poem!
While it is true that the literary height achieved by The Owl and the Pussycat is a daunting prospect to emulate, empathetically or otherwise, let it not be said that supporters of open-border immigration policies are the only folk capable of going from bad to verse.
With a nod to Sir Walter Scott, who is long dead and cannot sue, here is our entry in regard to leaky boats and open-door immigration policies. It is perhaps a little less empathetic than the project's architects might wish.
Mohammad Fahfour floats in from the west,
Right up to the border his boat was the best
Save Centrelink forms he papers had none
They went overboard lest his tale be undone.
Bound for Lakemba, of wives he had four
You'll never know nights like Mohammad Fahfour
The original and un-tampered Young Lochinvar can be read via the link below.
-- roger franklin