One of Calhoun’s rats

Someone sent me this message via my contact form:

“The best & only way of improving OUR Australia, is to STOP IMMIGRATION & DEPORT all CHINESE, ASIANS & INDIANS NOW!
We are being OVER-RUN by chinese & indians.
We need someone to be STRONG & stand up for REAL AUSSIES! …HELP AUSTRALIA!”

Here is my answer,

Phillip, I would like you to read about the work of John B. Calhoun. You owe it to yourself to do so, and think about it.

Let me tell you a few stories.

1. Harry was one of my friends in school. He was 6th generation Australian: every one of his great-great-great-grandparents was born in Australia. One day, our teacher was sick, and a substitute came. He said, “Harry, you speak very good English.”

“Thank you, sir.”

“How long have you lived in Australia?”

“Twelve years, sir.”

“Oh? How old are you?”

With a complete deadpan face: “Twelve, sir.”

You see, all those ancestors were Chinese and came here during the goldrush.

2. During my last year in high school, one of the boys knocked out a teacher: an overweight, tired man in his 60s waiting to retire. There was no reason — the bully shouted, “I always wanted to punch a teacher!

Next thing, three kids were restraining me, and the bully was on the ground, his face a hamburger, both arms broken. A policeman interviewed me. He said, “Don’t ever do anything like this again, but good on you, matey.”

That bully was white Anglo Aussie, the kind you want to restrict this country to.

3. Abdullah and Mohammed are quite frequently found Aboriginal surnames. Why? In the early years, camels were imported as inland transport. Muslim, Asian camel drivers came with them. While the British invaders committed terrible cruelties against the Aborigines, these Asians acted in a decent way, and many married into Aboriginal families.

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I am a professional grandfather. My main motivation is to transform society to create a sustainable world in which my grandchildren and their grandchildren in perpetuity can have a life, and a life worth living. This means reversing environmental idiocy that's now threatening us with extinction, and replacing culture of greed and conflict with one of compassion and cooperation.
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6 Responses to One of Calhoun’s rats

  1. Cathy Brownfield says:

    Interesting read, Bob.

    I don’t have a problem with immigration to the United States. But I do think it needs to be orderly, not just a mad dash across the border. Funny thing, though. U.S. citizens have to have a passport to go into Canada or Mexico.



    • Dr Bob Rich says:

      Oh, I agree about migration being regulated and orderly. But that’s not the issue here. It is mindless hate aimed at people with trivial differences. This fellow probably hasn’t ever had a chat with an Asian person. For him, they are the Other. He is one of Calhoun’s rats.


  2. Dr Bob Rich says:

    Yes, my “Wog’s Revenge” story is an actual happening from my teenage years, but with identifying details changed. In Australia in the 1950s, “Wog” and “Greaso” were terms for Greeks and Italians, who are now very much part of Australian cultural traditions. A few years ago, I gave a talk to Social Work students, who had never heard of any abuse thrown at people of those origins.

    After the Vietnam war, it was “Slopes” from Vietnam. Now, ethnically Vietnamese people are also generally accepted, though that Calhoun’s rat who induced this post no doubt hates them, too. Their ancestors were not savages from Britain, were they?

    Don’t know if you have read “Sleeper, Awake” yet (hint, hint), but because that is on a greenhouse Earth, black skin is highly valued, the darker the better, and people with white skin attract pity.



  3. fionamcgier says:

    Yes, some people ignore the history of their own race, in their zeal to keep everyone who is NOT LIKE THEM out. They forget that the Aborigines were in Australia first, long before the British started emptying their jails by sending prisoners and their families down under. Instead of co-existing, since all of them had a reason to despise the British upper class, the prisoners promptly set about creating an extension of the class system, only this time, since they were white, they were de facto, on the top.

    This is what the British did when they came to the USA also. The tribes that had been here forever, were slowly, inexorably, forced to move out onto unproductive land, and stuck in tiny reservations, while their children were taken away from them so they could learn to be “white”, which of course they never could be–but it made for a permanent underclass of folks the white people could push around.

    I heard an anecdotal story recently about a woman being in line in the grocery store behind another woman who was talking on the phone, in another language. The rude white woman (I won’t call her a Karen because I have friends with that name–it’s not fair to them) started yelling at the woman in front of her, telling her that this is the USA and we speak English around here. If she wants to speak another language, she should go back to where she came from. The woman looked at her and said, “I was speaking Ojibway. This IS where I came from. Maybe you should go back to England to speak your English.”

    Bigots don’t listen to reason, nor do they learn from history. They’re small-minded, insecure people who are afraid of so much. If all you have to be proud of is the color of your skin, then you’re a pitiful excuse for a human being. And if a level playing field terrifies you, that proves that when you’ve always been the default first choice, you become aware that without that privilege, you won’t often win anymore. So that’s really what they’re arguing for–a continuation of their own benefits.

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    • Dr Bob Rich says:

      Love that story, Fiona. It’s similar to my little story, “Wog’s Revenge.”

      As far as I am concerned, we are all family.


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      • fionamcgier says:

        Was that a true story? Whether it was or not, it rings true.

        Me late faither from Glesga used to call people from India “wogs”. He hated that when he would cross the pond back to visit relatives, he could find curry on every street corner in London, but couldn’t find a good fish and chips outlet anywhere. Of course, he also detested that there were McDonalds on every street also, as well as bucket in the sky, and Starbucks.

        But I spent 5 years working for a tutoring center franchise run by an Indian woman who is Hindu. She was the fairest, most compassionate and genuine person I’ve ever worked for. The first year I was there, I’d only been there a few months by December. I still got a Christmas card with a gift card in it. I gave her cookies along with a note telling her that I’ve worked for a lot of Scrooges in my life, but this was my first experience with working for a Fezziwig. Luckily she’d read A Christmas Carol and knew that was high praise.

        I used to take private joy in the fact that I was teaching primarily American-born kids of Indian parents, and I was helping them to understand English nuances using things my dad had said to teach me how to be more literate. Whenever I’d use a direct quote from him, I’d fake his Scottish accent and it made the kids smile. But I’d think to myself how glad I was me faither raised me without the prejudices he’d been inculcated with as a child.

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