Skateboarding father and daughter

When I was a teenager a skateboarding craze took over the Western world. This, unlike other crazes, seemed to be attached to a subculture. Devo was popular at that time and their song “Beautiful World” seemed to define Generation X. There seemed to be a nascent disillusionment with the concepts of progress and modernity.

My first skateboard looked rather primitive, not dissimilar to this one.

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Pretty crappy compared to the designer 7-ply maple boards of today replete with artistic motifs done in gold leaf!

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The polyurethane wheels of today are engineered to perfection and are fitted with high performance bearings.

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Occasionally after work my eldest daughter and I go to the local tennis courts where we practise our tricks.

Imagine our surprise when my youngest daughter, who my wife declares to be almost a genetic twin of myself, suddenly became interested in skateboarding!

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Australian Racist Government Radio

Recently, someone asked me to give them an example of institutional racism in Australia.

I asked would you ever describe someone as a ‘mongrel’?

[Remembering that the Oxford Dictionary’s definition of the word is ‘dog of no definable type or breed or other animal or plant resulting from crossing of different breeds or types. It denotes the term as derogatory.]

They replied “Never! That’s a disgusting way of referring to someone whatever the context!”

“What would your reaction be, say, if a presenter working for Radio National, the Australian government’s own taxpayer funded radio station called a well known Australian actress’s European background as ‘mongrel’ on his show?”

“Did this actually happen?” they asked.

I said “Indeed it did!

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Now imagine what they would think of my half Russian, half Japanese children?

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The farm, the metropolis and philosophy

I own a 100 acre cattle farm in Charlton, Central Victoria…

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…but these days I just keep it as a place to go and relax after spending time in Tokyo.

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The two environments couldn’t be more different but I feel completely at home in either one.

I spend a lot of time in Japan these days chaperoning my youngest daughter as she engages in her career as a professional model…

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…while still being able to trade currencies such as the Japanese Yen, the Singaporean dollar and others using a smartphone. We truly live in a time which is almost inconceivable to our predecessors. However we must always maintain a sense of who we are. What is it that differentiates me specifically?

“Fidelity is what cannot be bought or sold. It obeys a law and attaches itself to a necessity. Convenience can be calculated, but fides can only be established by the spontaneous act of a man who is capable of inner nobility.” – Julius Evola

“Thinking begins only when we have come to know that reason, glorified for centuries, is the stiff-necked adversary of thought.” – Martin Heidegger

“Don’t take life too seriously. You’ll never get out alive.” – Bugs Bunny

 

 

 

The Golden Years of Australia

My best friend’s mother passed away recently, her family traced its origins to Northern Europe. Her funeral was held in the same church where my own mother was baptised in. I spent my formative years living in a suburb of Melbourne where she and her late husband had been very active in the local community, She had been a prominent Rotarian and they formed a guard of honour as her casket was taken to the hearse. It seemed almost as if I was farewelling a member of the golden post-Second World War age of Australia.

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Thoughts of my childhood, growing up with the White Australia policy, my European friends, their blue eyes, my own blue eyes seemed a world away from the reality that is modern Australia.

I have seen Australia change more in my life than many societies change over the course of hundreds of years.

I was working on my computer in the public library a few days ago when a young woman looked at my right hand, became agitated and remarked

“Only white cis het males wear gold rings like that!”

Nobody would have ever said anything like this when I was her age.

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She would have had a seizure if she had seen my Instagram page!

UNSOPHISTICATED AND BARBAROUS AUSTRALIA

Whenever I travel overseas, which is very often nowadays, I often meet people who tell me “You are so lucky you live in Australia,” or variations of this. I always ask them “Why do you say that?”

I am then told that because Australia was settled by the English, it has inherited an ‘English’ sensibility, and they are very polite people aren’t they? Nothing could be further from the truth. A musician friend of mine, Peter Milley, often referred to Australian culture as “convictism”. The concept can best be illustrated by real life incidents of life in Australia which have occurred over the past five years.

*My mail was redirected by my local post office (where I have owned a property for 30 years!) because I was a “wog” and ‘I should go back to where I came from.’

*When I owned an investment property in a country town, a local police member falsified a document on behalf of a neighbour I had never met and attempted to use it to force me to sell my house. I was later advised this was also because I was a “wog”, and “wogs” weren’t welcome in Australia.

*My name is too difficult to pronounce and I should anglicise my name to ‘fit in better’ (sic).

It should be noted that Australia was settled by convicts and the British military. Civil order was maintained by a police force which was comprised of the best behaved convicts. The bashing of Corrina Horvath shows how the police have behaved in the past.

Government services that are failing are but one of the many hazards of living in Australia. The unsophisticated nature of the local population drawn mainly from the British Isles surprises and disappoints the uninitiated or people from other more polite societies. For example:- I always sent hand written letters  to friends and associates for their birthdays or Christmas, these letters are usually sealed with wax.

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…but I don’t remember ever having a written letter sent to me, ever, much less sealed with wax!

At a dinner party hosted by me I have had a woman Ph.D and former vice principal of one of the best public schools in Melbourne, attack her partner in front of my 13 year old daughter for merely adding a friend on Facebook!

In short life in ‘the colonies’ is quite barbarous and severe. Impoliteness is treasured and understood to be quite normal. My Japanese wife refuses to live in Australia, to be honest I can hardly blame her.

 

University, motorcycles, cars, and Asian Tigers

Aside from having a family one of the most useful things I did with my life was to attend college. After finishing high school I applied and was accepted into a B.A. program at Phillip Institute of Technology. Having bought a heavily forested landholding, I wanted to specialise in environmental science. I was very interested in forest environments and their associated ecosystems.

I was particularly interested in the rehabilitation of areas which were mined for various minerals, specifically gold and antimony. The Lerderderg State Park was a very short distance from my parents’ house and I would often travel there on my Harley Davidson motorcycle…

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…but when it was raining I would travel in my GM Monaro 186S which was fitted with triple Weber carburettors. It certainly was a fast machine!

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I ended up majoring in Geography which had combined Economic Geography and Geomorphology. I then completed a Graduate Diploma in Park Management where I studied the economic history of the timber industry in the Macedon Ranges. My lecturers at university were so impressed with my progress they implored me to enter a M.A. program in International Development, this made me very happy.

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My studies at university began to change the way I understood the world and I was very much attracted to the idea of trading with what became known as the ‘Asian Tiger’ economies. I began to lose interest in cars, motorcycles, and the rarified world of university, besides all those qualifications were just paper.

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I wanted to experience what it was like to live overseas and develop trading relationships with Asia. I wanted to become wealthy, I noticed that people who were perpetual students at university were nearly always pathetically dressed in second-hand attire and were always impoverished. They really used to annoy me.

MY YOUNGEST DAUGHTER JULIA

On October the 18th 2003 an angel entered the world. After giving birth to three daughters my wife and I desperately wanted a boy, unfortunately it was not to be. We decided to name this beautiful angel Julia.

From the beginning there was something very special about Julia, my wife noticed it straight away – Julia was a clone of myself! By her twelfth birthday the physical similarities were striking and disturbing.

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Julia’s personality was also a cause for concern, like me, she had a petulant nature and being the youngest was incredibly spoiled by her parents. My wife once remarked “Julia treats me like shit! She just doesn’t listen to me.”

I remembered how used to treat my long suffering mother …

Julia, like I was, is a very lazy student. Though naturally gifted and clever she just doesn’t care about school one bit!

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However, she pretended to be good.

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Julia is coddled and forgiven for all of her questionable character traits like throwing out  letters written to Lydia from her friends, pulling Cosima’s hair for no reason. Why?

Julia is a model of international renown.

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More information on Julia can be found here.