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A hundred grand as poet laureate? My hat is in the ring

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Anthony Albanese speaks at the launch of Labor’s national cultural policy at The esplanade Hotel in St Kilda. Picture: NCA NewsWire/David Geraghty
Anthony Albanese speaks at the launch of Labor’s national cultural policy at The esplanade Hotel in St Kilda. Picture: NCA NewsWire/David Geraghty

At the risk of being labelled a heartless philistine, I believe there is a fine line between giving taxpayer money to worthy emerging artists and rewarding mediocrity, self-indulgence, and entitlement. The sector’s reaction to the launch this week of the federal government’s so-called National Cultural Policy ‘Revive’ did nothing to dispel that perception.

As the Sydney Morning Herald noted, “artists and arts sector representatives who tuned into the live stream said they felt recognised and respected for the first time in a long time. Some said it had brought them to tears”.

If anything, that reinforced the needy stereotype.

The very concept of government initiating and planning cultural reform stands in contradiction to what art has traditionally represented. As for Labor’s “five-year plan” for the industry, that terminology is a touch bombastic, not to mention disconcertingly Gosplan-esque.

Still, Anthony Albanese looked relaxed and comfortable as he launched his policy at a star-studded function at The Esplanade Hotel in St Kilda, Melbourne. Far more relaxed and comfortable than his recent belated appearance in the troubled town of Alice Springs, it must be said. Perhaps thinking he was still opposition leader, he could not resist telling his audience they had been treated with “calculated neglect” by Coalition governments, saying “You have endured a decade in which opportunity wasn’t so much missed as thrown away”.

Not surprisingly, he began his address with a plug. “I would ask the arts community to join with me … by joining the campaign for yes to reconciliation, yes to constitutional recognition, and yes to a voice to our parliament,” he said. Now that is something cash-strapped artists would do well to remember when they apply for a share of the $286m largesse. It is yet another reminder of Albanese’s farcical insistence that his government is not funding a ‘yes’ campaign in this referendum.

As announced at the launch, the nation will soon have its first poet laureate. As literary editor Caroline Overington reported in this masthead, poet Sarah Holland-Batt, a frontrunner for the position, has suggested a stipend of $100,000 a year. A hundred grand? My hat, as they say, is in the ring. Enjoy.

In Alice Springs, it’s fair to say

They know a lawless place

With vicious crimes and killings

And locals off their face

Up there they cry ‘Who’ll help us!’

‘Is there not a single man?’

To them I say ‘Don’t worry’

Because Albo has a plan

He’ll change the constitution

And then we’ll have the voice

The case for this is obvious

Australians all rejoice

If you have any questions

On the voice and what to know

Ask Albo’s alter ego

His name’s Marcel Marceau

In the capital, the Treasurer

Is known as Dr Chalmers

He’s a man of thought and vision

Cue ‘republic’ and ‘bananas’

He wants mass intervention

And increased regulation

Swanny’s young apprentice

Has big plans for the nation

Jim’s mindful of the workers

Because to them he can relate

Hence he’s penned a turgid essay

And can he pontificate

Dissing laissez-faire and neo-libs

And business, just you wait

Big tax and transformation

Think ‘provider’, think the state

Somewhere across the gulf of space

There’s a rock called Planet Bowen

On there resides a man named Chris

And his drivel’s fast and flowin’

His obsession is renewables

Regardless of the money

Only God knows who advised him

Was it the Energiser Bunny?

He promised cheaper power bills

But they’re going north, not south

It’s a problem that’s compounded

By the ministerial mouth

‘Putin’s war’, ‘Liberal neglect’

‘I’m not to blame’ he’ll blather

He’s the Clouseau of the Cabinet

And he’s in a fine old lather

All hail this great rebirthing

And the cleansing of the slate

It’s just what the masses needed

A far-left potentate

That’s Albo and his merry men

On whom we must rely

Abbreviation sums them up

Namely ‘N’ and ‘F’ and ‘I’.

The Mocker

The Mocker amuses himself by calling out poseurs, sneering social commentators, and po-faced officials. He is deeply suspicious of those who seek increased regulation of speech and behaviour. Believing that journalism is dominated by idealists and activists, he likes to provide a realist's perspective of politics and current affairs.

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