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The dubious legacy of John Winston Howard 

Mungo MacCallum writes: 

John Winston Howard was Australia’s second longest-serving Prime Minister, presiding almost unchallenged over the political landscape for well over a decade.  

His time in government can not be dismissed lightly. However it can be dismissed heavily, so here goes.  

Even on his political deathbed, Howard insisted that his government had delivered great economic reform. In fact in almost 12 years he implemented just three important changes, all of highly dubious merit.  

The first was to move the responsibility for monetary policy from the elected government to the government-appointed Reserve Bank. This meant that he no longer had to take the blame for rises in interest rates, while of course continuing to demand the credit for falls. This early switch developed into a pattern: throughout his prime ministership, Howard steadfastly refused to accept responsibility for anything. Only on Saturday night, with nothing left to lose, was he prepared to own up.  

Howard’s second legacy was the never-ever GST, a particularly nasty piece of regressive taxation whose only virtue is its universality; if a GST is absolutely comprehensive it is impossible to avoid. By compromising with Democrats to exempt some so-called essential items, Howard destroyed even this advantage. The GST remains an unfair and lazy way of collecting revenue, and has led to an immensely complicated series of benefits and hand outs to compensate for its ill effects. It is now entrenched as monument to Howard’s political dishonesty and economic incompetence.  

The third innovation was, of course, WorkChoices. Unheralded and badly thought out, this grab-bag of ideological thuggery was thrust upon a startled electorate when an unexpected opportunity arose, and the results are now clear. Some of its worst features have already been quietly disposed of, and most of the rest will go as soon as the senate allows. What is left will indeed constitute reform of the industrial relations system; but it will not be the “reform” of which Howard boasted.  

Howard’s other claim is that he leaves Australia a stronger, prouder and more prosperous country than he found it.  

Stronger? Well, that it depends how you measure it. Howard huggers have always claimed that in international affairs, Australia now punches above its weight. What they actually mean is that Howard was duchessed by George W Bush, who found him a very amenable acolyte. The rest of the world saw us in that light. Stronger should mean more independent, and self-confident. The only bit of Australia in which those qualities are more obvious is the Australian cricket team. 

Prouder, then? Certainly more arrogant, less tolerant – the pride that is counted among the seven deadly sins. But prouder of real and lasting achievement? What achievement?  

And more prosperous – some people certainly are, much; and the country’s overall wealth has grown, although Howard has had very little to do with that. But we are also far, far deeper in debt, and less secure as a result. By an economist’s measure, our material wealth has grown; but if prosperity is seen as a wider indicator of quality of life, as genuine happiness, Howard failed us badly.  

And if we are wealthier, at what cost? We are certainly not the people we were in 1996 when the government last changed.  

For more than eleven years, John Howard led us on a voyage driven by greed and fear, into parochialism and paranoia, selfishness and racism, bigotry and corruption, and other dark places in the Australian psyche where we never should have gone. It was a mean and ugly trip, and it will take us all a long time to recover.  

As he left the Wentworth hotel on Saturday night surrounded by his weeping and cheering entourage of orcs my main feeling was not of exultation or even euphoria, but of relief—the same sort of reaction I had to Cathy Freeman’s win at the Sydney Olympics, or at the moment, 17 years ago, when I stubbed out my last cigarette. The result was long-anticipated and entirely welcome, but how dreadful I, and many others, would have felt if it had not happened.  

And on that note spare a thought for Labor’s patriarch, Gough Whitlam, who against most expectations has survived to see another Labor government in Canberra. The final word should be his: a great quotation which he used in another context altogether, but which is utterly appropriate for November 24, 2007: E quindi uscimmo a reverder le stelle.  

It is the last line of Dante’s Inferno, describing the poet’s return from hell, and it means: And thence we emerged, to see the stars again.  

But if Howard was wrong about most things, he at least got Peter Costello right.  

For eleven years the man sat there drooling, lusting after the leadership of his party, talking up a storm to his credulous colleagues, plotting with sycophants, sending out his dwarfish messenger Glenn Milne to relate improbable stories of his talent and support. He never actually had the guts to do anything about it, but by golly he let it be known that when the opportunity came, he would show us all.  

And when his party was not only ready to offer him the prize, was indeed in real need of his services, Costello spat the dummy right out of the ground. Prime Minister, with all the trappings of office and all the resources of government, would be just fine; but leader of the opposition, the challenge Kevin Rudd took on at precisely Costello’s age before sweeping to victory in less than a year, looked just a little too much like hard work. Poor Petey-pie, too old at fifty, too lazy at any time.  

When his colleagues are considering a farewell gift for him, they should pass over the gold watch and all chip in for an iron lung. This would at least remove any lingering doubt over whether Peter Costello would work in one. 

meanwhile ….. 

The Liberals fail to understand and fail to learn

Norman Abjorensen writes:

As usual, the Liberal Party is in disarray after losing an election.

Its honchos clearly were not talking to each other, and Alexander Downer, in a petulant interview on Insiders, saw no reason to reflect on the loss. He also managed to insult just about everyone. (He blamed the "It’s Time" factor - an insult to the voters’ intelligence; he scorned the idea of state politics as a career; he confessed that for months he knew his party had no chance, etc).

Then he backed Peter Costello, clearly unaware that Costello was pulling the plug. He had spoken, he said, to "one or two people" and that was all.

Therein lies one of the big problems: the Liberals fail to reflect, fail to understand and fail to learn.

It remains problematic whether the party will even survive in its present incarnation, lacking as it does any real extra-parliamentary structure.

Malcolm Turnbull is clearly the best they have, but the extreme right-wing branch that is the NSW Liberal Party will fight that prospect to the death, especially since Malcolm used the dreaded "progressive" word in an interview.

Jeff Kennett, not for the first time, has put his hand up. We might all have a laugh, but the party could do far worse.

Who else could steady the ship? Downer’s name is being mentioned, but that would have to be the ultimate death wish.

Nelson, who believes in nothing but Nelson (whatever that might be); Bishop (Julie, not Bron) who at least comes from a state where the vote has not entirely collapsed; Robb, who would make a good deputy. About the only name not touted is Wilson Tuckey. And why not?

However this is worked out – and it will be indescribably messy – the party then has a really tough decision to take – that is, deciding what it is, what it stands for and who it wants to appeal to.

With the most conservative Labor government about to take office, where is the political space for whatever remains of the Liberals?

And a tip: Bob Debus for the environment portfolio in the Rudd government. He’s already done it well in NSW, knows the politics and is connected.

He actually has more ministerial experience than anyone in the parliamentary party.