Macklin / The disgrace of our foreign object, Tasmania

“After 10 days I was more than happy to cut the ties and let Tasmania float all the way back to Britain where they’d all much prefer to be anyway,” writes unhappy holidaymaker ROBERT MACKLIN

MY crusade to bring our natural and man-made place names out of the vile colonial shadows into the sunlight of modern Australia has struck a foreign object. We call it Tasmania.

Robert Macklin

Robert Macklin.

Actually, it was the first time my wife and I had been there together though we’d each made flying visits in our youth; and in neither case had it made much of an impression. Not so this time.

After 10 days I was more than happy to cut the ties and let it float all the way back to Britain where they’d all much prefer to be anyway. They only pretend to be Australian so they can keep the GST money flowing in lest they sink beneath the fiscal waves never to be seen again.

Unfair? Well, maybe. But consider this. They simply refuse to recognise their appalling history. And worse, they turn it on its head.

When the Brits arrived in 1803 the Aboriginal people numbered about 7000 comprising nine “nations”. By the 1820s Governor George Arthur ruled the island with a gospel in one hand and a gun in the other. And since the Aboriginal people declined the one he gave free rein to the other.

In 1828, he declared martial law and for three years his soldiers had carte blanche to shoot them on sight. He organised a “Black Line” comprising every able-bodied colonist to sweep across the island, mustering them into the Tasman Peninsula and killing the runaways. After seven weeks the attempt was abandoned, but by 1832 only 300 Aboriginal people remained alive. They were transported to Flinders Island in Bass Strait and by 1874 the genocide was practically complete.

The place is dotted with massacre sites, but the visitor would search in vain for any memorial or admission of fault.

The treatment of the convicts reflected the same hateful attitudes of race and class. Arthur demanded that it be a “place of terror” and the sadism it spawned was equalled only by the horrors of Norfolk Island and Macquarie Harbour on the island’s west coast. Yet Port Arthur today is all manicured lawns and phony “ghost tours”. It’s like a shrine to the oppressors. And the latest renovations are designed to house wedding receptions!

The whole thing is a damned disgrace.

Governor George Arthur.

Perhaps I shouldn’t have been surprised, but throughout the island and its tiny houses and settlements, Tasmania’s “heritage” is celebrated in the placenames. Endless memorials to Arthur, from rivers to roads to cruises to supermarkets. Same with his successors Collins and Franklin. And for the rest, it’s like a map of England with the rivers Gordon, Mersey and Cam; towns like Sheffield, Exeter, Brighton, Swansea, Stanley, Devonport, Ulverstone, Longford, Gladstone, Derby and (would you believe?) Runnymede!

Towards the end of our journey, I engaged a local ranger at a restored mansion owned by an English company that privately shot out the Aboriginal men, women and children of the area. I pointed out the single mention of the horror in a display. It said: “Some historians say that the company might well have been partly responsible for the demise of the local Aborigines.”

I said: “A bit euphemistic, don’t you think?”

He blushed. “I had to fight to get that mention,” he said. “People here are a bit sensitive about it.”

I turned away in despair.



One Response to “Macklin / The disgrace of our foreign object, Tasmania”

  1. robdonza
    October 17, 2017 at 8:15 pm #

    I would encourage visitors to Tasmania to spend time at the Truganini Memorial, in Hobart, where the devastating impact of European arrival is commemorated. You may also hear locals referring to Mount Wellington by its original name kunanyi along with other places in the state that now officially have dual names. The Tasmanian Aboriginal Centre has worked hard to gain recognition of the ancient culture of the island’s First People. Tasmanian Authors including Rohan Wilson, Richard Flanagan and the great Tasmanian historian Henry Reynolds have explored the deep and devastating aspects of Tasmania’s past. As a Tasmanian currently living in Canberra I am proud of the improvement that is gradually happening in my home state and I know many Tasmanians who are committed to knowing and sharing the full story of our past. It’s a shame the author of the fine biography on Hume had such an apparently limited experience of Tasmania and Tasmanians.

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