Showing posts with label aboriginal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label aboriginal. Show all posts

Friday, June 23, 2017

Wilip-gin Birrarung murron

 Yarra River Protection (Wilip-gin Birrarung murron) Bill 2017.
 Moved 22nd June 2017

When thinking of the protection of our fresh water streams and rivers nothing expresses the connection some of us feel to these places quite like the words of the people whose ancestors lived in intimate connection with that place since the beginning. 







From the Parliament of Victoria facebook page:
"On an historic day in the Victorian Parliament, Aboriginal elders have addressed the Legislative Assembly in English and Woi-wurrung language to explain their connection with the Yarra River and the importance of protecting the river for generations to come. The elders’ statements were made prior to the introduction of the Yarra River Protection (Wilip-gin Birrarung murron) Bill 2017."
Listening carefully to the Elder's Statement you can hear the painful story of colonization and disregard for the original people and the land. There is no escaping this fact, however maybe with the introduction of this bill in a way that acknowledges the Warunjeri people we might  be making a step in the right direction.

The longer I am away from it the stronger the need to be at Birrarung (Yarra River) and it's tributary creeks and streams. The Plenty River is a tributary of the Birrarung. This is Wurunjeri land, the people are regaining their Woiwurrung language, their connection to the land has endured despite all that has been done to them. 

Environmental Justice Australia Document 
One step closer to a Yarra River (Birrarung) Protection Act HERE



The Bill Can be found HERE 
http://www.legislation.vic.gov.au/domino/Web_Notes/LDMS/PubPDocs.nsf/ee665e366dcb6cb0ca256da400837f6b/c66c392730378d9aca25814500286bb1!OpenDocument

Will insert Hansard when I have access


Wednesday, July 13, 2016

Blogging for what?

If anyone checks in on this blog from time to time, I'm sorry to say I've fallen behind in the game of life and have had no inclination to be journaling the finer details of my absurd existence... Yet... here I am wanting feeling like I should post something, it's been a month since I last wrote anything and July could easily pass without me entering a single detail. I have trouble recounting events in order, or even recalling the details of most days, but I usually take a few photos, which are good for jogging my memory. I won't write much, I'm still not interested... As I wandered through the local St Vinnies oppshop I noticed the attendant taking pity on me. I admit I looked pretty shabby. As I drove home I looked in the car's rear view mirror and the phrase which probably defines me came to mind... "You look like nobody owns you". No this is not a declaration of my freedom from conformity or defiance of institutions of rules... Those words have been said to me on many occasions, usually by older ladies who appear to be concerned for my welfare in some way and they are said with pity. The meaning being. "You look as though you have nowhere to live and nobody to look after you." (ergo. You look like shit and you can't even take care of yourself, isn't there anyone who cares enough to feed, dress and groom you?.... You need a carer) Here's the photos.

Kayaking in Darwin (HMAS Darwin at 1 0'clock)

Approaching Warruwi Goulburn Island

Centenary celebrations at Warruwi Goulburn Island
Developing the north (in all the wrong ways)

Last of this season's Rosella's stewed in a pot

Jasper the budgie chick, a friendly fellow

Wednesday, January 28, 2015

The Edge - Life on the margins

This is a post about The Edge - Life on the Margins

Permaculture Principle 11: 

Use edges & value the marginal

The Edge is a Permaculture concept



In the words of Charlie Mgee “The Edge is where it’s at”
Some words relating to this highly fertile, volatile place: Edge, fringe, border, margin, verge, periphery, outer limits
There are many benefits to life on the fringes of a habitat (or society). But it’s not a ‘safe’ place.   
The edge is the interface between two worlds it’s a place where one niche interacts with another and borders are never truly fixed, there is a constant interplay and struggle for dominance. It is also a place which has potential to support a greater diversity. This can be viewed in terms of ecological / biological interplay but can be easily translated as a social metaphor. 

A lot of wild foods can be collected from verges and edges. Blackberries are often found on marginal land close to cities in southern Australia. Here in Darwin when weather becomes dry collect Rosellas from sites where the soil has been disturbed.

Edges: 
Kitchener Drive at Darwin's Waterfront. There is a steep drop off between the city and the waterfront in Darwin separating what would have been an open woodland environment from what was once mangroves. There is not much left of either of these habitats any more but the cliff face is a very different environment. Along the cliff is a thin strip of Monsoon vine forest. It is lush and green and provides an amazing fringe habitat for various species in Darwin City.


Cliff edge Kitchener Drive



Where the land meets the sea is an edge which is bursting with life where both land and water creatures converge. On the weekend we visited the fish feeding at Doctor’s Gully. Fish come to the edge of the water to be fed bread by the tourists, meanwhile there are various other opportunistic species waiting to prey on the unsuspecting fish.


Water's Edge

Mangroves provide a rich source of nutrient to crabs and other crustaceans and fish; these are hunting grounds for monitor lizards, tree rats, bats, snakes and many species of fish which live predominantly in this environment. The mangroves also provide crucial shelter to baby fish of various species, without which the sea populations would be greatly reduced.

In our permanent fresh water habitats land animals all converge at the edge of the water to hunt and drink. Creeks support a unique habitat called the riparian zone which is often only a few meters wide and has a biodiversity which is far greater than the surrounding bush land.Riparian zones often remain green and lush while the vegetation just meters away is dry and sparse.

Rapid Creek - Darwin
Rapid Creek (fresh water)

In the garden environment edges provide unique growing  conditions where well designed landscapes combined with complementary planting can provide ideal growing conditions for diverse crops, improved resilience and nutrient uptake which bring about increased yields.

Here's Charlie Mgee from Formidable Vegetable Sound System singing 'The Edge Is Where It's At'


If you like this song there's plenty more where that came from. Buy the CD
( http://permacultureprinciples.com/product/rhymers-manual/ )

The EDGE of Society


It’s fascinating that the very place which produces the most creativity and innovation is also looked on unfavourably by society. When people get close to the edge society gets nervous.  
Throughout the ages one of the greatest punishments for social transgression has been to ‘cast out’ the offenders, condemning them to leave the shelter of their society, without which they are expected to perish. Some do, but some actually find a way to thrive outside the restrictive confines of social conformity. Society uses terms like ‘Fringe dweller’, ‘marginalize’, ‘close to the edge’ to describe people who don’t fit with the conventions of their society. However from the outer edge people can gain insightful perspective of the society they don’t quite fit into. Prophet’s and visionaries have often emerged from the shadows with important messages…
The Archetype storyline of The Hero’s Journey is a perfect example of The Edge in a social context. I believe it is actually an outline for movement from the moribund dead wood at the heart of the tree of life to living dynamic periphery of bark and sap. Close to the surface, vulnerable to attack from outside but moving and alive!
When Bilbo took off into the unknown with a band of Dwarves he ventured well beyond the safety of the Shire and journeyed at the margins interacting with all manner of other folk and creatures. Great mysteries were revealed to him, many dangers and wonders the sources of life and death. While the fate of the shire was playing out at the fringes the shire folk were oblivious, asleep. Bilbo was awake. 

Henry David Thoreau actively sought solitude in the forest. He set out to live a year by a lake, away from the company of his neighbors and the hustle and bustle of modern life. From the outer limit of his society he was able to reflect on it's value and the value of simple things. In doing this and writing about his experience he taught us not to doubt our instinct or yearning to spend time in nature simply for it's own sake. It's OK to step aside from the madness of our society. 

So much great art comes from the outsider’s perspective, but we rarely acknowledge it. Some of what we would call definitive Australian or American music and literature is produced from the children of immigrants, first generation people who have had the experience of not entirely fitting the national identity. They paint the picture, we identify with it and claim it as our own perspective but we rarely consider where the artist stood to make such observations. Jack Kerouac, Irving Berlin,
 Paul Kelly, who could have written the theme for Australia during the late 20th and early 21st century, has this perspective. Bon Scott, Jimmy Barnes and Colin Hay whose songs have expressed the Australian experience so well are Scottish by birth they and many others have contributed to the Australian identity.  Explorers at the fringes dragged into the centre when their perspective from the edge has borne fruit.
But these are the ones who have succeeded. The thing about living on the fringes is that there are few safeguards for failure.


It is often difficult to be on the fringe. Sometimes we are forced to the outside in a violent way we are rejected. It's easy to see this happening all around me today. I only have to consider the 1,000s locked up in immigration detention, or the Aboriginal people living on the streets of Darwin, rounded up constantly by the police, or looked down on by people in the street. People with disabilities are subtly denied full membership in society, I'm sure there are a thousand other examples and many of them can simply come down to one's own perception. The thing is that by being cast outside the bubble of social acceptance we are given a very special opportunity to wake up from the illusion. To break out and take a look around from outside the fish bowl. To see what those inside are incapable of seeing while they '...stick to the rivers and the lakes that you're they're used to...'  (Waterfalls by TLC)

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Australia Day

It's the day after Australia Day

Australia Day 26th January is the Anniversary date for the arrival at Port Jackson of the 'First Fleet' of ships sent from Britain to start the New South Wales colony. Of course at that time each of the colonies identified as quite separate entities which later grew into independent states each with their own relationship to the Mother Country, England. I don't believe 'Australia Day' was officially adopted as a National day of celebration until 1935.

According to the resources in the National Australia Day Council website Australian's first made a big deal about the Anniversary of British Colonization of Australia back in 1938 (The 150 year anniversary) 
Then there was the 1988 Bicentenary reenactment of the first fleets arrival. It was an absolutely spectacular event. I was spellbound by the sight of all those yachts on the ocean making their way to Australia (On TV, but some also visited Port Philip Bay where they sailed majestically past our camp at St Leonards). The romance of the sea is infectious but as the ships were on their way another story was emerging... Indigenous people from all over the country were mobilizing for a mass protest at their arrival.

I was 18, everyone was so excited but the whole event had an undertone of shame that would not be silenced. What a time to be Australian! Two worlds colliding! Australia hadn't really settled into being a multicultural society and I am sure many Australian's hadn't truly considered the implications of what they were celebrating, the invasion of a sovereign land resulting in the displacement  and deaths of 1,000s! As the protesters spoke out prior to the arrival of the ships I began to imagine what those ships must have looked like to the first people living around Sydney Harbor back in 1788 and what the colony meant to them. When the ships sailed into Sydney harbor I was no longer excited to see the boats, I began to feel a much closer affinity for the people whose lives were destroyed by their arrival. I empathized with the 1,000s of Aboriginal protesters for whom the whole event had a much deeper and more painful significance. I wondered how 'White Australia' could so callously perform such a reenactment without including some kind of treaty or attempt to make some kind of amends to the Aboriginal People... Otherwise the whole thing would amount to nothing more than one more kick in the teeth for Aboriginal people...  

We had an opportunity back then to change the meaning of that date and to make it a day for all Australian's. As a nation we chose to put on our boots, fire up the barbie and complain about the winging blacks for spoiling our bonza party.

So what does this day actually mean to Australians? I really don't know. I see a bunch of people driving around in utes, or dancing around full of piss draped in the Australian flag (Which although I'd like to see it changed I still find this a disrespectful thing to do), burning meat out doors etc...  Besides the loud but possibly few true believers I reckon it's a day which is quickly fading into obsolescence. The day a bunch of British colonists and convicts from England landed on the shores of a beach stuck up a flag and declared it and everything on it the property of England is not something that inspires National Unity for a country as diverse as Australia. For many Aboriginal Australian's this day is viewed as an obscene celebration of the theft of their land and all the atrocities that went along with it. It is a day often referred to as 'Survival Day' or 'Invasion Day', not a good foundation for creating national unity and we missed the opportunity for an act of reconciliation.

Personally I have no idea why, if we have to be Nationalistic, we can't come up with a day which is more valid to symbolize our unity... Or maybe we haven't done anything worthy of such a day? I dunno? Maybe?

Either way if I were a Patriot I doubt I would find much inspiring about the day currently celebrated as our 'National Day'. Although there are many people who love to get out and run around with their flags waving I doubt the events of this date have any real relevance to Contemporary Australians and I'm sure most of them wouldn't suffer too much if a new National Day were invented.

OK... Now I don't want to get into an ideological argument or cause any offense to those who are  committed to the 26th January, the point I wanted to make was mostly visual.

Here's something to think about. On the day when we're all supposed to be out having BBQ sausages with sauce and drinking beer out of Australian flag stubby coolers.....

many many many packets of sausages marked down to 1/2 price coz nobody bought them


Why is the supermarket full of marked down snaggs? If we were truly committed to our National Day surely the sausages would have sold out.

Is it possible we're finally ready to re-think what it means to be Australian and find new ways to celebrate?