
Image courtesy of Mr Fish/Truth Dig
dispatches on everyday life, social and political realities, the cycles of history, the complexities of civil society, political poetry and song and the struggle of being a good citizen whilst resisting corporate hegemony (and having a laugh) from one of the most isolated cities in the world.
Which immediately reminded me of the commentariat and the punditocracy, who spend their time busy decrying chattering elites, while scribbling on like the chattering well paid elites they are. They infest the eastern and northern suburbs, they carry on like toffs, and no doubt more than a few have a sneaking regard for coffee and good wine (let's not forget how John Howard stormed his way through a more than decent cellar while in power as a most excellent role model).They rabbit on about ordinary Australians, but they're ponces, likely as not never killed a lamb or gutted a rabbit, or done an honest day's work in their lives, as opposed to preening in the opinion pages, or carving out sinecures in the private sector.And all they offer, rather than work for a living, is an opinion. Some who offer these opinions are lawyer trained - say no more - but most of them have the education, skills and intelligence of a mock turtle, trained in reeling and writhing, and the different branches of arithmetic, which is to say ambition, distraction, uglification and derision.