ABORIGINES
Daily Telegraph - July 2006
At this week's NSW Farmers Association conference, there were calls on the Government
to help maintain fragile rural communities. These, they claimed, were in danger
of complete collapse due to drought and the subsequent evacuation of women and
local businesses.
Meanwhile, not too long ago, it was revealed that many remote Aboriginal communities
were in such a wretched state they were, basically, uninhabitable.|
Between these two stories, there is a curious and glaring difference: so far,
no one from the Government has told farmers they should just give up and move
to the city.
The degree to which we are sympathetic to the plight of farmers but not to that
of Aboriginal people can be measured by the fact that every time there's a drought,
a flood or a cyclone (all, I would have thought, occupational hazards of farming),
Ray Martin hosts a telethon and the Commonwealth Bank sets up cardboard collection
boxes.
Yet rural Aboriginal society can completely disintegrate into a hell of drug
and sexual abuse, indescribable health problems and all the accumulated misery
of the past 200 years, and the best we've got is, “Have you thought about
moving to Redfern?”
Why do we regard black and white rural poverty differently? Why is it unthinkable
to tell farmers that if they want good communications, health and social facilities
they should move to the city, but not to say the same to black people? Why do
we bend over backwards to appease rural Australia but leave out of that definition
its indigenous population?
Before I am inundated with thousands of emails accusing me of being a typical
inner-city leftie, I should point out that I have never had any particular interest
in Aboriginal issues. I have, to my knowledge, no Aboriginal friends (a situation
neither by design nor unique), never been to a Sorry Day march or a land rights
rally and have certainly never acknowledged the traditional owners of anything.
Neither do I believe that simplistic notions of “racism” explain
the problems of rural Aboriginals (although, God knows, when it comes to our
indigenous people, the gloves are often off). Rather, I think we are cursed
with notions of the “deserving” and “undeserving” poor.
Farmers, we like to think, had poverty inflicted on them by ``acts of God''.
Aboriginal people, on the other hand, seem to have made the poor “decision”
to live in the remote areas they have inhabited for longer than any other people
on Earth and strike us as being reluctant to work and chronically disorganised.
For this reason, the “acts of God” visited upon Aboriginal people
since the beginnings of white history do not occupy the same place in our hearts
as farmers suffering drought. That they seem poorly-equipped to deal with the
immense obstacles in their path inspires little of the sympathy we reserve for
our primary producers, but rather a demand to simply try harder.
© Brendan Shanahan 2008