We've just had Australia Day (Jan 26). Over the last twenty years Australia Day has also been marked by our indigenous population as "Invasion Day" with associated protests around the country. the 26th January marks the anniversary that Arthur Philip landed in Sydney Cove with over 1000 convicts and the birth of a penal colony and the subsequent brutal subjugation of our native population.
Nationalism, or national identiy in this country is schizophrenic in nature yet viewed by most people through the lens of either apathy or a catalyst for (usually) race-related violence or diatribe. Australia Day doesn't mean much to many people except as an opportunity to take the day off. Because this year it fell on a Tuesday, it was the reason why an estimated 500,000 people called in to work 'sick' on Monday morning to have a four-day weekend. The one day of the year that is of real significance to national identity is ANZAC Day, 25th April which commemorates the military disaster of the Galipolli camaign in 1915.
A mistake a lot of Australians make is to point their finger at the perceived excesses of American nationalism as objects of myrth, yet fail to see the dark underbelly of our own nationalism.
Anyway, I'm done derailing this thread and I'm sure you've heard enough of my rant.
Time to get back on topic, I think!
“No lists of things to be done. The day providential to itself. The hour. There is no later. This is later. All things of grace and beauty such that one holds them to one's heart have a common provenance in pain. Their birth in grief and ashes.”
- Cormac McCarthy, The Road
Learn this from the waters:
in mountain clefts and chasms,
loud gush the streamlets,
but great rivers flow silently.
- Sutta Nipata 3.725
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