I spent my weekend
NOT thinking about the Northcote by-election and instead caught up with friends
for a birthday in Wellington along with some time for coffee (it is
Wellington), poker and record shopping. I was definitely not trying to think
about Northcote, the inhabitants of Northcote or any pending elections that Northcote
might be having.
So instead of
talking about the Northcote by-election lets instead review some books.
First up is The Road to Ruin: How Tony Abbot and Peta Credlin destroyed their own government by journalist
Nikki Saava. It’s the kind of book which makes great reading if you like detail
heavy, blow by blow accounts of semi scandalous political events; which is fortunate
because I do.
Ever wondered how
Tony Abbot helped keep up the current tradition of revolving door Ozzie Prime Ministers
when in decades past Australian politics operated at the same level of
stability as New Zealand?
Or how Abbot, as
opposition leader, criticised the circus clown level of behaviour during the
Rudd, Gillard, Rudd governments but then ended up to mangling it infinitely
worse when he got into the hot seat?
So if you have ever
looked across the Tasman at our Ozzie cousins and the shambolic mess politics
in that country* has become then this book is for you.
Saava, a long term political
correspondent in Australia, has all the dirt and details, puts names to faces
and paints a vivid picture of a PM (Abbot) so dependent on his Chief of Staff (Credlin)
that when he was unable to rein Credlin’s increasingly brutal and bullying behaviours
inside his office it spilled over into the party and eventually Australian politics
in general.
And as I read this
woeful tale I did start to get the feeling that Saava was taking catty to a
whole new level with her descriptions of Credlin, who she paints as an
emotionally unhinged control freak, who was possibly having an affair with
Abbot (which in the age of the Barnaby Joyce scandal does not sound so mind-blowing),
that she overwhelmed Abbot and in the process ended up nearly running the
country.
Meanwhile Abbot is depicted
as a good guy with his heart in the right place who just seemed to melt under
Credlin’s insane levels of dictatorial frenzy into a namby-pamby mummy’s boy who
would meekly follow Credlin out of the office when she was having one of her
numerous “emotional tantrums” with office staff to comfort her before coming
back in and making staff apologise to her for their behaviour! Imagine Jacinda
Ardern being bossed around by Labours top advisor Heather Simpson** like that.
That aside, what’s
fascinating about all of this is that it played out right at the highest level
of power in Australian politics and in such a manner that it completely destroyed
Tony Abbot’s political career in the process.
Before he became PM
Abbot was Leader of the Liberal Party, ex Rhodes Scholar and all round
conservative top prospect but once in office he fumbled the ball on almost
every occasion it was passed to him.
Also, much like
Bill English, Abbot was blinded by his religious beliefs in regards to same sex
marriage and women (as evidenced in his evisceration by Julia Gillard in 2012)
which in the end doomed his office and made his party seem like a bunch of
intolerant religious bigots even more than they had before.
But, as some people
who have reviewed the book have also noted, by the end, the tale seems more
than a little one sided and bordering on either partisan propaganda or some
sort of political hit piece by a jilted lover (which I am sure Saava is not but
that is how it reads in places) where both the main parties (Abbot and Credlin)
have not been given any right of reply (either directly or via the more usual “sources”
close to them) and the continual barrage of gossipy details just turns the book
into something akin to entries in some teenagers diary about the trials and
tribulations of high school rather than an in depth analysis of Abbot and
Credlin’s relationship and how that dynamic so effected Australian politics.
Finally it’s worth
noting that such a book would not even exist in Aotearoa as mainstream political
journalism in NZ is far too sycophantic to write such a thing. The closest NZ
has ever gotten to such a book is either The
Spin (written in the 90s by an anonymous source) or The Hollow Men by Nicki Harger (by a political outsider) so while
sometimes over the top and hysterical in tone and portrayal The Road to Ruin makes for a gripping
read of what brought down the Abbot Government and helped make Australian
politics into the mess it has become.
Rating: three out
of five on the John Howard scale
Meanwhile in the
Northcote by-election both Labour and National have been trying to claim
victory (of sorts). National simply by having its candidate, Dan Bidos, win the
actual vote but with Labour saying that it reduced the majority that Jonathan Coleman
had previously had.
The reality is that
the turnout for the election was low (by then turnouts for by-elections are
always low), neither candidate had anything to really give (hence why both main
parties ran faceless unknowns) and if the electorate is a bellwether for the
rest of NZ (something I think is a crock of s**t but what do I know) then the
mood of the nation could be summed up as “meh” because only 37% of the
electorate voted and that means that Nationals “mandate” hinges on 18.5% of the “people”. Meh indeed!
But you still don't care so on to the next review.
The other book on
review today is The New Zealand Project
by Max Harris.
From the start this
was a book in which I entirely agreed with its opening premise, that being that
something is wrong with this country, and found much in sync in his depiction
of the issues facing NZ (the usual list of environment, social, health etc) but
when it came to propose solutions Harris falls into the beginners trap, as
noted by Dimitri Orlov in his book The Five Stages of Collapse, of saying things like “unless we” or “we must” but
without providing any rational or coherent motive to do so other than vague
appeals to doing what is right (as oppose to what is Right - geddit?).
To be fair, it’s
clear that Mr Harris is a bit of rising star in the somewhat limited academic
world of NZ (although he has a long way to go before he becomes the next Jane
Kelsey or Nicky Hager) and his writing style and argument construction has that
clean, logical flow that the best academic authors have.
But a book that spends it bulk carefully cataloging the problems gnawing away at NZ and then can’t even make the intellectual money shot in the final chapter because his ideas for a fix boil down to a list of vague liberal prescriptions which often have only tenuous connections to the problems he has spent the bulk of the book building up leaving the increasingly concerned and motivated reader saying "thats it?".
But a book that spends it bulk carefully cataloging the problems gnawing away at NZ and then can’t even make the intellectual money shot in the final chapter because his ideas for a fix boil down to a list of vague liberal prescriptions which often have only tenuous connections to the problems he has spent the bulk of the book building up leaving the increasingly concerned and motivated reader saying "thats it?".
In short no clear
policy prescription (ala Kelsey) or coherent rational for change based on the
events (Hager) which then leaves the book little more than disaster porn for angst
ridden liberals.
Want to read
chapter after chapter of the degradation of NZ in all its forms but with little payoff for all the buildup; then The New Zealand Project has you covered.
As the Spinoff’s
review of the book clearly notes “Now that we have it all set down in one place, maybe the Left can stop talking about What Must Be Done and start thinking about How To Actually Do It” which was pretty much the same feeling I had by the time
I had finished the book.
Harris clearly has his heart in the right place and I
more than agree with many of his assessments of the issue but (as other reviews
of the book have noted) the issues have been well known for a long time and
repeatedly pointing them out comes down to just another angry gob of spit in a river
of discontent.
Where this book starts to muck things up is that after a great opening chapter which mostly
manages to avoid sliding too far into ideological propaganda the rest of the
book (like many economic tracts) assumes its audience is down with the programme
and just goes hell for leather into preaching to the quior but instead of economic pseudo-science
masquerading as cold hard real politic we get liberal pseudo-science
masquerading as warm fuzzy feel good politics.
It’s not that there
are no facts to back Harris’s arguments up, there are plenty, but in places it’s
clear that there has been some selective picking of data or simply pulling on
one thread of what is often a many threaded argument.
Max Harris is young
and the idealistic tone of the book is unmistakable and very catchy (specially
for older jaded idealists like myself) and Harris might mature with time, and
some actual real life experience, to write a work that is little more than a
Masters level series of essays on the issues at hand.
Thus when you are going to title your work The New Zealand Project and then cast it in a clearly liberal vein and without any practical meat on its conceptual bones then the book is just another title in a long line of books which serve more as intellectual safety blankets for distressed liberals than serious attempts at fixing the issues at hand.
Thus when you are going to title your work The New Zealand Project and then cast it in a clearly liberal vein and without any practical meat on its conceptual bones then the book is just another title in a long line of books which serve more as intellectual safety blankets for distressed liberals than serious attempts at fixing the issues at hand.
However, this is a
book which is worth reading because while its liberal tone might jar some more
conservative readers it has the strength to discuss its topics honestly and in
a way that allows for discussion*** so that people can use this book as a
jumping off point for any particular issue that might interest them.
Also few books out
there have ever clearly cataloged the issues that do face NZ in one place
(something that the more focused Kelsey and others usually avoid because of the
depth of argument each topic can convey) so for that alone it’s worth reading to be able to get a feel for the scope of the issues facing Godzone.
But, in the end, the
killer problem for me was that while the book clearly identifies the economic
reforms of the past 30 years as a major driver for the problems New Zealand
faces today, and has a wide enough scope to explore the effects of these
problems (and their interrelationships) in the bigger picture it fails (as noted
at the start) to come up with any real solutions and can’t even bring itself to
clearly put names to faces when assigning blame so that Harris is like a
detective at the scene of a crime where he has carefully cataloged the victim and the murder weapon, noted the
possible motives but has no real suspects on which to pin the
crime on.
I liked the New
Zealand Project and I will definitely be keen to see what Max Harris will do
next but there is nothing new in sounding the alarm and as such this book is
just one of many dealing with issues facing NZ.
Rating: Two out of
five Jane Kelseys
*-ironically while
Ozzie politics is now operating at the level of Italy, or worse, the level of
political coverage and reporting is much better than NZ with regular and in
depth articles in the media and a level of political consciousness in the
public that NZ could only dream of. Perhaps it has something to do with the
more diverse media space that the Land Down Under has when compared with NZs big
two (and soon to be one if Fairfax and NZME get their way) mainstream media outlets.
**-Then again this
is the woman credited with being the power behind Helen Clark and her nine
years as PM, Hmmmmmmm ... I wonder?
***- supposedly the main
focus of the book rather than proposing any actual solutions but I suspect that
is more the panicked reaction of the books editor upon discovering that the
manuscript was not delivering the goods and so sought to try and turn that
weakness into a deliberate play. Nice try but not really covering up the gaps
that Harris has left behind in his writing.