I read this somewhere recently:
so, essentially – it’s a holiday that celebrates a violent British invasion of a once proud people, living peacefully on this continent; filled with American-style patriotism, horn-tooting flag-waving mayhem.or, to most Australians; a day off work where you can go to the beach, get hideously drunk, eat too much meat, insult and humiliate those born overseas – and claim that it’s okay.
Sigh.
Sure, I’d be fairly upset if someone walked into my house and sat down and said it now belonged to them. But I am also aware that this kind of thing happened across the world for that period of time and for 100 years following. Whenever they felt like it, Russia and Germany decided to go and invade stuff. And please, let us not get started on the United States and their invasion of everything. We’re not talking about all the concentration camps and wars today, are we? Because that’s apparently not relevant to Invasion Day. For crying out loud.
When Kevin Rudd apologised on behalf of Australia and said sorry for what happened, fine. You apologised for something that happened a long time ago. Unfortunately, this can’t be changed unless you’ve got a time machine. Lingering over the point that on this day someone set foot on Australia and thought it was a good idea is ridiculous because I didn’t choose to be born or grow up here, but I still took it as my happy home. And I will certainly not have my Australia Day, with MY traditional cricket, Hottest 100 countdown, BBQ and friends, tarnished by it. I am aware, I am sorry for what THEY did, but unfortunately it wasn’t me. And because we can’t go back, let’s go forward instead.
To the children and young people of Australia, and all the optimistic refugees, Australia is a place of opportunity and freedom. It wasn’t going to stay the pristine lands of Aborigines forever, it would be stupid to assume that.
The Australian flag and the green and gold is the way we get behind our country because we’re lazy – don’t deny it – and it’s a great way of showing support. Athletes love it! The claims of racism and telling people to get out because we’re full are surely exaggerated. I don’t know anyone who feels this way. On a honest note, when I was interstate I felt I was slightly outnumbered by overseas visitors and tourists in some instances – especially in Sydney. However, I also felt it was quite balanced, and I am sure that when out in the suburbs there are some suburbs which have migrants and some don’t – just like here in Adelaide. Where I live and where I work is mostly Australians. In the west, it is mostly migrants. Who cares?
Tinsel on your car, Christmas decorations on your house, and a Christmas tree – all Christmas, right? The same way roses, chocolates and hearts are Valentines Day. And easter eggs, hot cross buns and many, many church services are associated with Easter. So, the Australian flag is associated with – you guessed it – Australia Day. Folks, I don’t think the general population is being an arrogant bogan when they are displaying what I interpret as national pride on their cars, their clothing and themselves. You just have to remember that there’s always a bunch that spoils it for the rest of us.
It really brought a smile to my face yesterday when visiting my brother and sister, who were very excited about Australia Day! They sort of understand what it is about, and showed me their outfits with the Australian flag on it. That child innocence is what we should all be taking a note from today – don’t be stupid about our national pride and turn this into a contest where we should be telling people what to do and how to act. It should be about loving the ground we’re standing on. Because I wouldn’t live anywhere else.
Happy Australia Day.