CHAPTER V.

AUSTRALIA FOR THE AUSTRALIANS.

This watchword is the motto of "the national newspaper." It is also the

top note of all the Labour party screeches.

The national weakness of Australia it shows is instinctive. There is a

distrust of its own capability; self-reliance is totally absent; there

is no vital growth.

Never was the confirmation of such wretched defects in a people so

complete as in this confessional clamour, this lack of combating power

of pride of race.

Ostensibly it is to exclude inferiors, but it really argues against the

incoming of superiors. In striking contrast is it from the "Let 'em all

come" policy of Great Britain.

The screaming farce of the whole business, however, is the education

test immigrants are subjected to. They must be able to write a line of

some European language. Why, official figures show that there are in

Australia nearly 400,000 persons over the usual literate age who cannot

read and write.

"Australia for the Australians" is merely the cowardice shriek,

"Preservation for the incompetent." To exclude is to fear, disguised

howsoever it be.

Such widespread self-deceit as to its being anything else is impossible

of credence. It is the craven state of pampered workers that has

infected all classes in Australia. Periodically the country gets an

attack of delirium tremens, and then it sees the black man, the yellow

man, and variegated mankind generally with the upper hand.

And this is the hysterical way it then acts (vide a Brisbane paper):--

"ALIENS CAN'T LAND.

NOT EVEN TO BE BURIED.

A CUSTOMS DISCOVERY.

"A colored man named L. Peraira, second cook on the B.I.S.N. Company's

steamer Onipenta, now berthed at the A.U.S.N. Company's Norman Wharf,

died on board the vessel on Wednesday evening. Deceased had been

attended by a doctor, who certified that death was due to heart failure

caused by beri-beri. Under the circumstances the usual certificate was

issued, and arrangements made for the burial of the body. Particulars of

the death reached the Customs authorities in due course, and it is

stated they took exception to the landing of the body for interment, and

claimed that they were acting in conformity with the terms of the Alien

Immigration Restriction Act. By the time this attitude of the Customs

authorities became known, the undertaker had, it is said, completed his

work, and the body of the deceased had been interred. It now remains to

be seen what further action, if any, the authorities will take in the

matter."

In the meantime the rich tropical lands are given over to rank growths,

and are referred to for the purposes of borrowing and peroration as the

"great national resources of Australia."

When the Japanese squadron was in Australian waters, the Admiral

confided in the commanding officer of the Commonwealth forces that both

his country and China had envious eyes cast upon these self-same

tropical tracts. If it were not for the protection Great Britain affords

Australia there would be very little to stop either yellow Power from

materialising its envy. The Japanese squadron told Australia plainly

what it thought of its coastal defences just as an indication of all

this. Great precaution had been taken not to allow any camera parties

from the Japanese boats over the fortifications when in the port of

Melbourne. The Japs simply went and looked round casually. But when they

fired their farewell salute just without the "Heads" the squadron

hove-to at a spot where it could shell Queenscliff while not one gun in

those fortifications could be brought to bear on it. And just at present

we have the spectacle of a party of Japanese explorers encamped within

sight of Sydney's main fortifications.

When Australia works itself into a cold perspiration about the yellow

man, it, _ipso facto_, acknowledges the equality of him. The same with

the nigger who is, at the most, only wanted to do the lowest form of

tropical field work. But it is the custom of the demagogues in Australia

to talk about "the dignity of labour" without discrimination of any

kind.

For the Indian coolie, say, to be able to do given work at a less wage

than a white, at the same time doing it better, surely gives him some

claim to be considered in the economic scheme of things. Then take the

ethical point of view. The coolie lives a less brutal life than the

great proportion of northern white workers, and shows a greater margin

of savings out of a lesser wage. He is thus emphatically more desirable

than the aforesaid proportion of Australian white worker, which has no

margin out of wages after paying for beer, but usually has the next

week's wages mortgaged to the local publican.

For it is only the wreckage, the scum of the stream of life that drift

to tropical field labour. When I went among them I felt for the first

time the shame of the comparison of those of my own race with the South

Sea nigger.

Better fence the nigger into Australia and deport the white who has sunk

so low as to take coolie work to some country where they have not laws

against undesirable immigrants. Australia is the only country where the

white is consumed with that ignoble desire.

"But," shrieks the Labour agitator, "the Australian spends his money and

is better for the community."

Personally, I have scant sympathy and no admiration for the fat-fingered

publican and his brother (by trade ties) the brewer.

The same objection was taken to the coolie as is taken to the

Chinaman--viz., he is saving and economic. And if good citizenship is

merely a matter of spending money with the beer vendor--plainly a false

and untenable premise--then was the Kanaka of all "desirables" the most

to be desired. All he got out of the production of a ton of sugar,

valued at L20, roughly, was 30/-, and at that cost he created a

profitable avenue of energy for the white worker. He never took a

shilling back to his island.

The American is getting over "the dignity of labour" trouble by

machinery. The Australian hasn't the brains to do likewise, nor is he a

workman as reliable as a mechanical contrivance, because the latter

doesn't get drunk or strike on any pretext.

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