Sunday, 12 February 2012

Racism: biggest threat to health and safety


(Reprinted from an article we wrote for www.greenleft.org.au)

Emma Murphy & Peter Robson
As 2000 Aboriginal people and their supporters gathered at the 40th anniversary celebrations of the Tent Embassy in Canberra, Coalition leader Tony Abbott said: “I can understand why the Tent Embassy was established all those years ago. I think a lot has changed for the better since then… I think it probably is time to move on from that.”
Through all the media hype over the so-called riot his comments supposedly caused, it could be easy to forget the many reasons Aboriginal people have to protest, 40 years on. Government inaction and destructive government policy leading to ongoing injustices has been sorely missing from mainstream commentary.
The take-home message seemed to be that dangerous black mobs were threatening Abbott and Prime Minister Julia Gillard’s safety, but luckily they were rescued by quick-thinking, heroic security personnel.
For those of us in the Northern Territory, watching the health, safety and wellbeing of Aboriginal friends, colleagues and family deteriorate as a result of government policy, it was sickening to watch.
Just days after Abbott’s comments, on January 31, the Productivity Commission released the 2012 Report on Government Services. The report said: “Indigenous families across Australia have been found to experience high levels of violence, compared with non-Indigenous families.”
In the NT, the report said studies showed risk factors for Aboriginal communities included “lack of adequate housing, financial security, and education”.
The report found: “The rate of children in out-of-home care per 1000 children in the target population aged 0–17 years was 51.7 for Indigenous children [nationally] and 5.1 for non-Indigenous children.” That is, Aboriginal children are 10 times more likely to be in out-of-home care.
The 2007 Northern Territory Emergency Response Legislation (NTER, commonly known as the intervention) purported to address the issue of child abuse and neglect in Aboriginal communities.
But none of the risk factors have been addressed by the federal government in the almost five years since the intervention started. In fact, key indicators are getting worse.
Aboriginal people say the intervention has taken away what little control they had ― community safety initiatives have been all but gutted.
Last year, the government-commissioned Community Safety and Wellbeing Research Study looked at NT community perceptions of safety since the intervention.
The study yielded interesting results. Raw data seemed to suggest almost three quarters of respondents thought safety had improved, but “the perception of safety decreases as the population of the community increases”.
And yet NT and federal governments, through the COAG Closing the gap initiative, are withdrawing funding from smaller communities and homelands and centralising services on larger “hub towns”.
Only 58.7% of study participants found “their own lives were on the ‘way up’”. Less than half thought their communities were improving. Almost half reported no change or a worsening, and identified overcrowded housing, family fighting about the intervention and loss of community councils and community control as being the main negative factors.
Aboriginal people still die about a decade earlier than non-Aboriginal people. Aboriginal people are still jailed 14.3 times more than non-Aboriginal people and ABC’s AM said on February 9 that Aboriginal youths are 20 times as likely to be detained before sentencing as non-Aboriginal youths and 26 times as likely to be jailed after sentencing.
These are national statistics, but rates in the NT are higher than anywhere else in the country. ABC Online
said on February 10 that a new report from the Australian Institute of Health and Welfare said “the rate of young Territorians being held on remand is more than twice the national rate, and 90 per cent of those affected are Indigenous”.
Similarly the life expectancy gap is also wider in the NT, where Aboriginal people can expect to die 14 years earlier than non-Aboriginal people.
The NT intervention has done nothing to address this ― in fact rates of Aboriginal incarceration have increased by 40% since it was introduced.
On the February 7 ABC AM, the National Children's and Youth Law Centre said detention was overused because there was a lack of community services to house young people awaiting trial. For young Aboriginal people, detention was the norm, not a last resort.
These statistics hardly paint a rosy picture. But, with support from Abbott’s “opposition”, Labor has sought to entrench many of the more punitive, discriminatory measures in the intervention laws for another decade.
The proposed Stronger Futures in the NT Bill is set to be debated in parliament this month. All the ineffective, blame-shifting, dog-whistling, Australians have become accustomed to through the almost five years of the intervention have been transferred into Stronger Futures.
Tough alcohol restrictions under the intervention will be even more punitive: those carrying alcohol into a prescribed community could face six-18 months’ jail.
The new laws would also stop judges from considering customary law when making judgments, despite customary law and circle sentencing being identified as an effective way to reduce re-offending.
Welfare cuts to parents whose children do not attend school will be extended, even though the trial of the policy was followed by a drop in school attendance.
On February 7, the Australian Lawyers Alliance (ALA) said the new laws were discriminatory and would mean more Aboriginal people in jail. Aboriginal people now make up a quarter of all inmates across the country. And, tragically, they are still dying while detained. On average 13, Aboriginal prisoners have died each year since 1980.
The most recent of these was young Alice Springs man Terrance Briscoe. On January 4, he was arrested in Alice Springs and found dead in his cell at 2am the next morning. Witnesses allege that four officers held him down and sat and knelt on him until he could not breathe before taking him to his cell. The witnesses also claimed police laughed as they did this.
ALA president Greg Barnes said: “Stronger Futures is obvious spin. The authors are dressing existing damaging Northern Territory intervention legislation in different policy guise to make it more marketable."
In their submission to the Stronger Futures Senate inquiry, a group of Yolngu elders said:
“We are the land holders in our communities. It is our land, it is our community and it is subject to our law. We will not be assimilated by these policies. We choose self-determination.”
Until the government listens, Canberra ― and the whole of Australia ― should expect more protests.

Thursday, 12 January 2012

Darwin seems to be having a tediously long build-up this season. When we arrived in the Top End on New Years' Eve 2010, the monsoon was well and truly here, with refreshing downpours most afternoons to take the edge off the humidity.

Not this year. It is still suffocatingly hot and humid and the forecast storms each afternoon don't eventuate.

It dawned on me that the heat might be partially responsible for my sleeplessness and irritability. Pete and I had been feeling particularly virtuous about the fact we'd never used our air conditioner, but last night we relented in the interests of a good night's sleep.

But evidently, the hitherto not-experienced sound/vibration of the air conditioner meant  that our resident possum, upon return from its nightly frolic, was too nervous to take its usual route back into the roof.

Out in the  garden this morning, I looked up to see one very perturbed and fretful possum, huddling in a corner on the roof, trying to scratch its way back home, desperate to escape the rising sun and coming heat.



Awww! Too cute!



Apparently it was still there when Pete got up a few hours later, but when I got home this evening it had  disappeared (I admit we did check the ground below for any sun-struck, dehydrated possums...)


So... do we use the air conditioner tonight?! I KNOW we should be doing whatever we can to keep possums out of our roof... but how cute is this little thing?!

Sunday, 25 December 2011

Grant brings great skies

So the tropical low is now a category 2 cyclone, called Grant, and so far the only effect it has had on Darwin is some pretty awesome clouds.

I think the Aboriginal communities to the north and east of us aren't faring so well though :(













Awesome photos were taken by Peter.


Saturday, 24 December 2011

Emma's Christmas Special


Well, this has nothing to do with Christmas, actually, reflecting how I feel about the day.

We're waiting to see what Cyclone Grant does with our plans for a lazy couple of days. For some reason this "waiting for potential disaster" tone of the day inspired me to post these photos that I've been meaning to do something with for weeks. Perhaps in case our awesome camera gets blown away and we lose them?!

I started an "Animals in the night" photo project a while ago, but some  of the critters I wanted to capture I could only find during the day.

So. Here they are.

I used to call these  two the love birds, but I think in fact they are Bar Shouldered Doves, having  bought myself a bird book. They were camping on a branch over our  toilet, so I had lots of viewing opportunities.  For a little while there was  only one of them, but then the other one came back (or a new partner was found).


Since the wet  season set in, they've found somewhere else - hopefully somewhere drier- to sleep.




The ubiquitous green tree/toilet frog. 



These two orange-footed scrubfowl are very territorial birds. They live in our yard, mainly on the ground, but they have been known to fly when we accidentally startle them. 

They're very flighty, incredibly hard to get close enough to to photograph (in fact Pete recently spotted what he thinks must be their chick, but only for a second, and we've not seen it since). They are a very entertaining couple- we often wake up at night to the sound of them cackling away to each other. Hence we've taken to calling them "the cackle heads".


I think they sleep among the leave litter under a big tree in our yard, but my night-time sneaking about hasn't yet resulted in me finding their nest, though they taunt me with their cackling.

I'll keep trying to get a photo of their chick.


Saluting the sun:




And here is our nightly indoor companion, entertaining us with its moth-hunting, as it takes advantage of the time we have the light on and attract all the insects:


The other night it caught a moth that was perhaps heavier than anticipated, and it fell onto the piano with half its catch still protruding from its jaw. Luckily it landed on its feet and continued its feast as  though nothing happened.


I took these photos with zoom and flash, and got that  weird effect as though the gecko were hovering in light, or under a microscope or something.

So there is my Christmas special for ya'll.

Wednesday, 14 December 2011

Gainfully employed: Day 3 wherein I damage company property

Okay, so I'm now working at [redacted] and today I was sent out to do "site maintenance". Site maintenance is deadly dull and time consuming and sends me out to all the industrial estates of Darwin to do the minor stuff that the more senior members of my company fond too boring and time consuming to do.

(I always assumed growing up would suck, now I have evidence.)

Anyway, there's a company car. It's a little front-wheel drive automatic Toyota Corolla. I drive a big beefy manual Nissan Patrol. What follows is a result of that inexperience.

I reverse out of the driveway and into the street. I instinctively apply a little more gas to stop me from rolling down the hill and move to put it in drive.

ZOOOM. CRUNCH.

It turns out that a Corolla is quite a lot lighter than a Patrol and doesn't need help on the gas to stop it from rolling down a hill. Also, automatics aren't really meant for the quick gear change I'm used to. The car shot back and scraped along a hinge on a ute behind me. This left a nasty scratch on the Corolla and nothing at all on the ute.

I meet the ute guy walking from the take-away shop and after careful perusal of his vehicle he could see that it was remotely possible that I left some powdered paint on his car and then laughed his arse off at the nasty scratch on the work Corolla.

I check the car for damage that actually impairs the function of the vehicle and there appears to be none. I figure I should go earn some money for [redacted] before I get fired so drive into town and perform a site maintenance before coming back and telling the boss.

Boss is understanding and says that's what insurance is for but grows a little more peeved when he sees the extent of the damage.

I go and do more site maintenance jobs (I can't actually express how dull these things are but they do make one feel virtuous, like taking out the garbage or clearing out your email). I get back at 4.30 and take a call from the boss as I get to the office. He says someone called to tell him that one of our cars was driving around with a flat tire - my car.

Apparently front-wheel drive vehicles have very little weight in the back so you can drive for HOURS without noticing that a tire is flat.

Front-wheel drives - how do they work?

Day three, people, day three.

Sunday, 4 December 2011

Things I love about where we live

* Lying in bed watching the geckos frolic on the ceiling

* Waking up in the night when everything is quiet and  the tide is high, hearing the waves crash on the beach

*Seeing the hint of a glorious sunset glow through the trees, and thirty seconds later being out on the beach, watching it

*Spying on the hilarious but very shy orange-footed scrub fowl that live in our garden

* The pair of doves that snuggle together at night on the branch over our  toilet

*Taking photos of places in our garden in different seasons

*Cooling off in the pool just before bed: floating on my back looking up at  the tropical garden flickering in the reflected pool light

*Waking up to dramatic thunderstorms (when I'm not having a PTSD relapse.  Then I don't like  the  thunder so much)

*So much more!