Wednesday, May 26, 2010

The 2010 Sydney Writers' Festival

IT'S all over now.
This particular writer is exhausted, inspired, liberated, berated, chastened, hastened and slumped.
My back hurts, my neck hurts, my feet, my hands, most bits.
Why?
So much time spent sitting, in your own sessions, in other people's sessions in planes, buses, taxis. Not good for  the back, Tony.
(Have no idea who Tony is, but the name came to me so in it went.)

HIGHLIGHTS
Being insulted by Alex Miller (Lovesong) as he bought me a cup of tea.
Listening in to Tom Keneally, Michael Cathcart, Richard Glover and Jack Marx as they wended they way through Australia's past.
Sitting in a big hall watching and listening to John Ralston Saul, Michael Cathcart, Deborah Snow and Tony Kevin as they named The Five Things the World Needs to Change. Tense.
The final address by Peter Carey when he insulted us, the entire nation, said we were dumb and getting dumber. No-one disagreed.
Then there were two sessions I participated in.
One with Susan Maushart (chair), Richard Glover (ABC radio) and John Dale (crime writer and novelist).
It was our job, the men, to examine ourselves and discuss masculinity.
It was Susan's job to lambaste us and make us look silly.
We all succeeded, with great humour.
For more, click: Masculinity  
Then there was a delightful session on memoir with two fine writers: Brenda Walker and Mark Tredinnick.
For more, go here: Memoir

It was a fine festival and run with charm and calm by Chip Rowley and his team of yellow shirts.

Jon Doust with Lone Frank, author of Mindfield.

Brenda Walker, Reading by Moonlight, Jon Doust Boy on a Wire, Mark Tredinnick, The Blue Plateau.


Thursday, April 15, 2010

WHAT A GREAT IDEA

A suspected Urban Sock Bomber has made application for the notorious Esplanade Hotel Site Sock Fence to be listed by the Heritage Council of Western Australia.
If listed, the developers will be unable to build on the site due to the listing.
It is not known weather the Heritage Minister Mr John Castrilli will take an active interest in the application, or, in deed if he has ever heard of the Esplanade Hotel Site Sock Fence.


It is also not known if the Sock Bomber involved refused to be named, or could not remember his name.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

THE FIGHT IS NOT OVER

ELEANOR HALL: Australian apple growers are warning today that if the World Trade Organisation has overturned a ban on importing New Zealand apples it could crush the local industry.

Media reports that the WTO will lift the 90 year ban are yet to be confirmed.

But apple growers are already warning about biosecurity and there also questions about whether the ruling could pose a broader threat to Australia's strict quarantine regime.

TO VIEW FULL REPORT: abc

Friday, April 09, 2010

Jesus help us! Someone. Anyone. You ...

Read this.
Be afraid.
Do something about it.
Sign this petition
Click on this website (extract below).
And email them: IRAAP@daff.gov.au


BAA 2010/08-Provisional final import risk analysis report for fresh apple fruit from the People?s Republic of China

This Biosecurity Australia Advice notifies stakeholders of the release of the Provisional final import risk analysis report for fresh apple fruit from the People’s Republic of China.

The provisional final import risk analysis (IRA) report recommends that the importation of fresh apple fruit to Australia from China be permitted subject to a range of quarantine conditions.

The recommended quarantine measures include area freedom and a systems approach to manage quarantine pests and diseases, supported by an operational system to maintain and verify the quarantine status of consignments.

Here's my email:


Dear people,

Your provisional recommendation to import Chinese apples is nothing short of insane.

Apart from the false pricing of such importations, a price structure that kids the global economist into believe that he can land fruit cheaper into Australia than it can be trucked from the town next door, what about the carbon footprint?

What about the unknowns?

What about fruit quality?

What about fruit life?

What about this “The provisional final IRA report identifies 16 quarantine pests (11 arthropods and five diseases) that require quarantine measures to manage risks….”

Why take a chance?

Yours,

Ex-fruit grower,

Related to many fruit growers

Buyer of local fruit, only

Jon Doust

Albany WA

Monday, March 29, 2010

Doust at the Sydney Writers' Festival


When I’m Not Writing, I ...
Thursday, 20 May 2010
Start: 13:00
End: 14:00
Venue: Sydney Dance Company, Studio 4
Pier 4/5, Hickson Road
Walsh Bay
Facilitator:
Event Type: Panel
Jon Doust, Joe Meno, Lone Frank and Ali Cobby Eckermann talk about the
other passions and interests in their lives.


Reading Muster 4
Date: 20/05/2010
Start: 16:00
End: 17:00
Venue: Sydney Philharmonia Choir Studio
Pier 4/5, Hickson Road
Walsh Bay
Facilitator: Jill Rawnsley
Event Type: Reading
Australian writers pass the word around, reading their own work.
Emily Maguire, Steven Amsterdam, Fiona McGregor and Jon Doust are rounded up by our Drover, Jill Rawnsley.

On Masculinity
Saturday, 22 May 2010
Start: 10:00
End: 11:00
Venue: Wharf 2, Sydney Theatre Company
Pier 4/5, Hickson Road
Walsh Bay
Facilitator: Susan Maushart
Event Type: Panel
What’s entailed in being a bloke in Australia today? Richard Glover (The Mud
House), Jon Doust (Boy on a Wire) and John Dale (Leaving Suzie Pye) tell chair
Susan Maushart.



This year's Miles Franklin Long List

Lovesong Alex Miller Allen & Unwin
The Bath Fugues Brian Castro Giramondo Publishing
Jasper Jones Craig Silvey Allen & Unwin
Sons of the Rumour David Foster Pan Macmillan
The Book of Emmett Deborah Forster Random House
Siddon Rock Glenda Guest Random House
Boy on a Wire Jon Doust Fremantle Press
Figurehead Patrick Allington Black Inc. Publishing
Parrot and Olivier in America Peter Carey Penguin Group (Australia)
Truth Peter Temple Text Publishing
Butterfly Sonya Hartnett Penguin Group (Australia)
The People's Train Tom Keneally Random House

The Miles Franklin Award

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Something Afoot in Albany

The following piece was received by his blogger from an anonymous source well known to him. This piece, let the blogger make it quite clear, was not written by him, but by the anonymous contributor, henceforth to be known as "Sock Man".

It’s common knowledge that our dear council (Albany City, WA) can’t afford to fund a tea-party, let alone the shortfall of a fully operational, publicly subsidised, modern, on-a-plate-gifted, entertainment centre.

Why is this? Because on top of some serious long term, systemic financial mismanagement, their investment policy allowed them to put all our eggs in one basket. Sadly, they picked the wrong basket.

They were sucked in by the promise of better than market returns. About half a per cent better that is. Or would have been if they hadn’t had to factor in the capital loss, which turned the return somewhat negative.

And now they’re sitting on a fence waiting, having knocked back offers for the ‘investment’ at a discount of seventy per cent, in the hope that some bumbling, idiot solicitors can negotiate a better settlement with the liquidator of a fallen Wall Street icon.

(Is it strange that only Lehman Brothers was allowed to fall over? I wonder if LB was the only bank that had the majority of its exposed investors sitting away from American soil.)

Have they any idea how fat the liquidators are? Have they any idea how fat the solicitors aim to become? What should we do in such a situation, apart from re-inventing our investment policy – assuming we ever have anything to invest again?

We’d look at who got us into this mess and see that they still have some cash in the bank and sue their arses off or, in this case, their asses: Standard & Poors, Moody’s Investor Services and any other incompetent ratings agency that gave the sewer-scented, over-leveraged mortgage-backed securities a triple-A rating.

They’re the guys who weren’t doing their jobs. They were the guys that allowed the mushroom growth of these smouldering incendiaries. So, it stands to reason, they’re the guys to sue.

The facts:

- they’re still in business

- they make millions of dollars extorting companies and governments to dole out cost-effective credit ratings

- they’re more than likely liability-insured, albeit by American Insurance Group.

Conclusion: they’re the people to sue. If only for the joy of seeing the sanctimonious bastards squirm.

All in all, I find the council’s inability to invest our reserves and subsequent fence-sitting a little bit on the nose. Just like the socks surrounding that iconic Albany site, the Esplanade sand patch.

Have you seen them there? Socks, socks and more socks, dancing in the breeze, like Tibetan prayer flags on a high plateau in the Himalayas. Spooky it is, wandering at night around the cyclone-meshed compound, watching them stream out. Little hands imploring your help.

I even wonder what the fence is there for. To stop us stealing the sand, perhaps? Or is it merely a “Keep Off, It’s Ours” gesture.

Whatever, it’s obvious they’re not going to rush into replacing our lost pub and equally obvious the combined might of City of Albany and Department of Racing, Gaming & Liquor can effect no leverage to change that.

Perhaps we need more than socks. Perhaps we, the people, should take it, the fence, down as the Berliners did back in the 80’s, and establish our own freedom over this most splendid of sites and indulge in that noble Australian tradition of squatting. I believe our uninterrupted use for ten years would see them lose possession.

Ownership would then cede to the USB (Urban Sock Bomber). And the sockless of Albany can boldly step forward to claim their share.


Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Do socks breed?

ALBANY
Tuesday

THE wild and crazy sock fence is loosing all inhibition.
A spokesperson for the Urban Sock Bombers (USB) said that local people had now embraced the fence to a "very high degree".
"Sometimes we go down there late at night to fill another couple of fence panels and we are amazed at the number of new items wafting in the breeze," she said.
"And we when we go to the beach the next morning, we also note the new items that were hung after we left."
These include bras, towels, t-shirts, underpants, thongs and neck ties.
The fence is still predominantly festooned with socks, but an ever increasing range of styles, colours, and eras.
"What is even more interesting is that tourists from all over the globe are now taking photographs and even giving up their socks for the protest," the USB spokesperson added.
"I was at a music concert last week and the MC mentioned the sock fence and patrons immediately began removing their socks and handing them over to USB representatives.
"It was very moving moment."
Another USB insider said he had spoken to people from Melbourne, Idaho, the Philippines, Guatemala and The Virgin Islands.
"All claimed they would go home and send socks," he said.
"Someone said they heard Jay Leno had mentioned it on his top rating American talk show and another said they thought it had been brought up in the United Nations General Assembly."
Whatever the truth or otherwise of such statements, what is clear is the the Albany Esplanade Sock Fence has made a tired and easily bored world sit up and pay attention.

Friday, January 29, 2010

SOCKS



ALBANY
West Australia
January 2010

FOR over three years owners and developers of the old Esplanade Hotel site on prime real estate patch, Middleton Beach, have promised to build a brand new luxurious complex.
So far?
Nothing.
The future?
Nothing.
The permission to build has lapsed and there are no plans before the City Council.
This means, nothing.
A small, but tireless group, referring to themselves as the Urban Sock Bombers, USB, have taken to the perimeter fence with glee.
And socks.
And what a difference it makes.
Already one bus loaded with bemused tourists has been seen to stop and set free its inhabitants, who then proceeded to clamour, click, click and click.
Head USB, who wished to remain nameless due to fear of an avalanche of sock-bomb site offers, said that it all began as a public art project.
"Our intention was to say, through the sock display, 'This site stinks'.
"It has now taken on a life of its own and it is my firm belief that it could become a tourist attraction and have an economic impact on the town."
As the sock wall grows, others have begun adding peripheral items to the wall. The USB chief asked that these folk create their walls on other fence panels.
"We want to maintain the integrity of the sock," he said. "If they want to put other items up on our side of the fence, they should bugger off, or put a sock on it."
It will come as no surprise to many observers of political movements that, even at this early stage of the urban guerrilla campaign, there are already ructions and splinter groups are forming.

Saturday, November 07, 2009

Doust does Groote

Henri Van Groote

Recently Jon Doust was hired by the Australian Parliamentary Association to pretend to be a South African new-media expert. Jon was introduced to the assembled politicians from both Federal and State Parliaments by the Speaker of the WA Legislative Assembly, his old mate, Grant Woodhams.

Van Groote had to deliver a 10 minute speech, then join his co-panellists, Chief Political Editor for the West Australian, Robert Taylor, and Program Chair of Journalism at Murdoch University, Dr Johan Lidberg.

The panel then took questions from the floor, which included one from Phillip Ruddock, who Van Groote, unintentionally, insulted.

On completion, once the ruse had been revealed to the audience by Grant Woodhams, the panel left the podium and joined the politicians on the floor of the house. Van Groote, now revealed as Doust, approached Ruddock to thank him for his interaction. Ruddock began to question him about South Africa, revealing that he had relatives near Van Groote’s home town of Port Elizabeth.

Something like the following conversation then took place.

Doust: Phillip, I’m not really from South Africa.

Ruddock: You’re not?

D: No.

R: Where are you from?

D: Bridgetown.

R: Where’s that?

D: It’s a delightful little town south east of Bunbury.

R: So you’re not from South Africa?

D: No.

R: But why the South African accent?

D: Because it is funnier than the accent from Bridgetown. Have you heard the accent from Bridgetown?

R: And it seemed so natural.

D: Thank you.

R: (blank stare)


Here is the full text, including Van Groote's introduction.



Henri Van Groote was a journalist in South Africa for over 30 years, working for major newspapers such as the Cape Argus and the Financial Mail.

Five years ago he left the Mail and Guardian in Johannesburg to form his own new media company called communiforce.

Since then he has concentrated on forming teams of new media specialists who can develop content packages geared up for a rapid response to emerging issues.

These days Mr Van Groote lives in Port Elizabeth and is in WA visiting relatives, one of whom is a Parliamentary Officer. He willingly stepped in at the last moment following a cancellation and we thank him for that.

Please welcome Henri Van Groote.


First and foremost one would like to express appreciation for the invitation to speak at your national conference of parliamentarians.

In addition, it is also an honour to be on a panel with two such distinguished media identities to discuss the media revolution.

Many of you will no doubt be aware that times are still somewhat troubled in one’s homeland and the issue of social media is of continuous debate, particularly among those of us who inhabit it.

The statistics have not yet been finalised but there is a general consensus that the majority of South Africans who regularly participate on social media platforms are of European origin and from the high socio economic groupings, and, to a lesser extent, members of the Indo European and multi-racial communities, once again, from the high socio economic groupings.

Be this as it may, the fact remains that all of them engage the wider global internet community.

Which brings me to a major point.

And that is, that so much of the animosity to the new media is, so much ado about nothing.

Many of you no doubt, given your places in the history of this state, and other states within this commonwealth, are students of history.

One of the great leaders in the western world was a man called Caesar.

He was also a great orator and a pretty good writer.

If you cast your imagination back to the great man addressing his troops before battle, you will see a vast horde with what appears to be a small man standing on a platform.

He has no public address system.

He has no massive tv screen.

What he has is suitably positioned parrots, men with good voices who, upon hearing what he says, then repeat it to the cohorts in their area.

And so on, and so on, until the entire horde has heard his words, although rarely from the mouth of the man himself.

This, one would like to submit to you, is nothing more than an ancient version of twitter.

Caesar speaks, and one tweeter twitters to the next tweeter.

That is all that twittering is, folk parsing on information to other folk who haven’t heard it yet.

Some of it important.

Some of it interesting.

Some of it, most of it, padding.

But if you are not tweeting on twitter, you are not in the game.

And if you are not tweeting on twitter, you are a twit.

Then, of course, one must also consider Facebook, YouTube, MySpace, bing, xing, flicker, Linked In, msn, Skype, Tweaker, Tribe, Wink, Wonk, Wank.

Sorry, there should be one called wank, but that would probably cover most of them.

And, finally, of course, blogs.

Wank, by the way, was also the name of a computer worm that attacked DEC computer systems in 1989.

Wank, or Vunk, but spelt wank, is also the name of a German mountain close to the Austrian border.

It has a cable car system called the vunkbahn.

And a webcam called, of course, the vunk webcam.

All this information one gleaned from the internet, in particular, Wikipedia, which many have referred to, also, as a social networking site.

Having said all of that, let one say all of this, that what is taking place in South Africa is not that different from the rest of the industrialised world.

It is a well known fact that a large proportion of twitter users belong to the generations x and baby boomer.

And these folk are, in general, in a higher socio economic group than the generations y, or the lot that follow them, the so called millenniums.

But, be that as it may, it is crucial that you people, involved as you are in politics, in endlessly campaigning for re-election, that you harness all the new social media, including twitter.

All the top people twit, or have people twit for them on their behalf.

If one is to be honest in this forum, in the hope that such news might not leave this facility, one may admit to twittering on behalf of prominent South African politicians with a need to put their views to a certain segment of the voting market place.

Of course, it is to be recognised that when one twits, one is twitting to one’s followers and if one is a politician, then one will have followers who will twit on and on and on and, either early in a twit, or later in a twit, it will be picked up by other media, such as radio, television and the press.

Among those we know who twit are Kevin Rudd, Barack Obama, Jacob Zuma, Nicolas Sarkosy, Silvio Berlusconi, who, one understands, mainly uses it to pick up girls.

One’s next major und crucial point is that the new media is also satisfying innate needs that all of us have but, of course, innate needs will manifest themselves in new ways, in new worlds, among different generations.

You are all, one has no doubt, familiar with Maslow, Abraham Maslow, the American psychologist who created a hierarchy of needs.

Those begin with our very basic need for food, shelter, sleep, sex.

Then our need for safety, security, then belonging and love.

Then esteem and, finally, self actualisation.

For all of us in this room, we have no doubt satisfied the first two: We have eaten; we feel safe in this facility.

The third is also crucial because one has never met a politician, even though often condemned as thick skinned, or cold hearted, one has never met one that did not have a deep need to be loved.

Not necessarily to love, but to be loved.

The fourth Maslow need, self esteem, is irrelevant. Politicians, naturally, have an excess of it.

And finally, self actualisation, is out of the question. There is no time, no need, it’s a lot of pockycock.

For those in the modern world who fully inhabit the World Wide Web, most of these needs can still be satisfied, often without leaving the house.

For example, water comes from a tap. Breathing seems to happen without even thinking about it. Pizza can be delivered. And sex, well, that can be left to the individual concerned.

What is now clear is that content is a very saleable item and you might be interested to know that one’s business is currently supplying content to 16 politicians in the English and Dutch speaking worlds, for their various internet sites, including twitter.

It is not possible, of course, for people such as Kevin Rudd to do all they do and do twitter. Although given the word on Mr Rudd and his obsession with control it is quite possible he is his own twit.

One does not provide all the content oneself, naturally, one has a small team that works as a unit for each client project.

We do have one very clear policy guideline with regard to working for political clientele: we will never support two clients in opposition to each other.

For example, if one was to provide content for a member of the Labor Party here in Western Australia, one would not take on a client from the Liberal Party.

But one could take on a member of the Liberal Party in South Australia. One one is not saying one would, or would want to, or that one has, but that one could, if one had not already taken on a member of the Labor Party, not that one has, or would want to, in that state.

In conclusion, let one remind you all that basic humans needs are still to be satisfied in this modern, electronically connected world, and that social media platforms such as twitter are essential in your package highlighting your suitability for continued representation of your individual electorates.


Stats:

Kevin rudd – 500,000 followers

52 fake Rudds on Twitter

June 2009 – 44.5 million people hit twitter

Pear analytics, a US data collection company, studied 2000 tweets for 2 weeks and decided that the tweets included:

40.55% pointless babble

37.55% conversations

3.6% news