An unlikely prisoner

I recently read Sean Turnell’s An unlikely prisoner. If you are asking yourself, ‘Who is Sean Turnell?’, I wouldn’t be at all surprised. Most of our news items these days come and then disappear swiftly as a more enticing morsels (Tay Tay for example) arrive to attract our attention. We have pretty much instantaneous access these days to world, national and local events, so it’s easy enough to put past news out of our minds, to look for the latest happenings. Trouble is, the problems we were introduced to don’t go away, just the media interest. Besides, we are besieged with so much information, it is pretty near impossible to keep abreast of everything. 

Sean Turnell, in case you have forgotten, is the Australian economist and academic who spent 659 days locked up in Myanmar’s notorious Insein Prison and Naypidaw Detention Centre, arrested by the military junta which seized control of the country on February 1 2021. The Military, without warning, immediately arrested State Counsellor and de facto head of state, Aung San Suu Kyi, the President Win Myint and other senior figures from the ruling National League for Democracy (NLD). Turnell was taken into custody six days later as he was preparing to leave the country. 

Aung San Suu Kyi , who after years of home detention and great personal sacrifice, had finally managed to become State Counsellor in Myanmar’s democratically elected government in 2016. The expected role of Prime Minister, given she was leader of the National League for Democracy (NLD) parliamentary majority, was not available to her, because of a particular clause in the country’s 2008 constitution vetoing anyone who has parents, spouse or legitimate children or their spouses who owe allegiance to a foreign power.  Her two sons are British citizens. The constitution was drawn up by the military junta, which had controlled the country since 1962. Aung San Suu Kyi, her Minister for Planning and Finance, and Deputy Minister for Finance were charged, among other things, with being willing agents of Sean Turnell, who was in turn accused of being a spy. Unlike Sean, they remain incarcerated in Myanmar’s many prisons.

Turnell describes himself as an unlikely prisoner whose idea of an uncomfortable confrontation was having to tell a student that their essay was ‘not really that good’. After a stint at the Reserve Bank, he had joined the staff of Macquarie University in the early 1990s, and shared a house for a time with some members of the Myanmar diaspora. This led to his interest in the country’s politics and economics. In 2009, he wrote a book, Fiery Dragon, which charted Myanmar’s journey from being the richest economy in SE Asia at the start of the twentieth century to the poorest at the beginning of the twenty-first. 

When he first visited Myanmar in 2001, Aung San Suu Kyi had just been released from years of house arrest. She invited him to visit her at her family home in Yangon. He says they bonded over a shared interest in Sherlock Holmes and Tolkein. After the NLD landslide election in 2015, The Lady invited him to act as the country’s economic adviser. He was officially employed in 2016 as a special economic consultant to work alongside the country’s economic reformers. He foresaw Myanmar becoming an Asian tiger, just as Vietnam was transforming itself, by boosting international trade and fixing the banking system which he described as little more than a corporate cash box for the country’s oligarchs. He was released as part of general amnesty in November 2022.

It was interesting to read that one of the documents presented at his show trial, charged with violating the Official Secrets Act, was a memo, taken from his own computer, that he had written to Aung San Suu Kyi in 2019. It was presented to the court as having been acquired by Turnell from the Myanmar Government by nefarious means. It outlined ways the NLD’s knowledge of Myanmar’s financial system could be used to sanction members of Myanmar’s military who had engaged in genocidal actions action against the Rohingya in Rakhine State. 

When asked by a journalist in an interview since his release, Turnell acknowledged that The Lady did not speak up against the Military at the International Court of Justice in 2019, much to the opprobrium of human rights campaigners. She would, he said “rage against the venality and stupidity” of their actions in private but had to tread much more carefully in public. He recalled that the government was working on a plan for the return of Rohingya refugees at the time, but this was derailed by Covid and the coup d’etat.

Under the guise of a power-sharing arrangement between the military and civil society, the 2008 Constitution guarantees that 25% of seats in the Parliament of Myanmar are reserved for the Military, as are the Ministries of Defence, Home Affairs and Border Affairs. 

The Constitution is hard to amend. This requires more than 75% of the Parliament to approve any change, which effectively gives veto power to the armed forces – the Tatmadaw.  In addition, a state of emergency can be declared if there is sufficient reason for the union’s disintegration by insurgency, violence and forcible means. This will result in the derogation of civil rights and the transfer of executive, legislative and judicial power from the Union to the Commander-in-chief of defence services. The Military claimed voter fraud in the general elections of November 2020, which the NLD again won in a landslide and whose results were widely seen as credible. They declared a state of emergency. 

All of this was certainly reason to tread carefully.

In the same interview, Sean Turnell said:

‘With Suu Kyi locked away, it’s like a curtain went down and no one’s thought about it since’. She is now 78 years of age. The Military, he says, are just waiting for her to die. 

All the things I do not know

One of the irritating things about getting older is that you wake up one day and suddenly realise that there are all these important things about which you know absolutely nothing – and that, given the years are passing at a rapid rate, it is really too late to catch up and get a real handle on it all. 

Take, for example, physics – in fact science in general, now I come to think of it. 

Looking back on my school days in the late nineteen forties and fifties, I should be grateful that I at least had some background given me. It was a single sex school, and the story went that our headmistress, one of the thousands of Australian women whose potential male life partners were slaughtered on the battlefields of Gallipoli and Fromelles, argued to her School Board that her girls must have a science lab, and that they could learn domestic science at home or from recipe books. Consequently one of the large rooms in the old house around which the classrooms were constructed was transformed into a room with long high tables and shelves of glassware and bunsen burners. There we learned to cut up rats and dissect cows’ hearts and some unremembered animal’s eye. Combined with lessons in human biology, with a little bit on the practical issues of reproduction to prepare us for our real role as mothers and wives, we were sent out into a world where scientific knowledge would continue to be transformed at a rapid rate.

In spite of being a good follower of Robyn Williams and the ABC Science Show over the years, when I am confronted with sentences like: ‘ Scientists’ current understanding is that quarks and gluons are indivisible – they cannot be broken down into smaller components. They are the only fundamental  particle that have something called color-charge …’ I am at a complete loss, wondering where the hell I start so I can get some chance of putting all of this into my view of the world around me. What does physics really mean anyway, I ask myself? 

And then there is economics. 

For me growing up, things like stocks and shares and people called stock brokers who had ‘a seat’, frequently inherited, on the hallowed Stock Exchange, were for ‘the rich’, who inhabited another world. Today almost all of us have a stake in the stock market, even if we don’t realise it. When the Hawke government, in the 1980s, introduced mandatory superannuation through the superannuation guarantee scheme, an employer contribution of 11% of ordinary time earnings, superannuation funds were born.  Today some 3.5 trillion dollars is invested in the stock market on our behalf by super fund managers. 

Every evening, as part of the TV news broadcasts, I am regaled with the performance of the All Ords and the Dow Jones and a host of other international exchanges, and reports on hard and soft commodities, the fact that insurance companies are making mega profits, and the best and worst performers on the market. And then there are the endless graphs which flash across the screen, far too quickly for me to truly grasp their meaning, comparing things like household spending in Australia, China and the US or housing prices then and now. Financial reporters trace the inflation rate and pundits disagree on exactly what is the root cause of its rise. We have to concern ourselves with the relationship between the GDP and the balance of payments, movement in the international financial markets and the actions of the powerful International Monetary Fund and the US Federal Reserve. The days of blokes like my old dad who used to say ‘If I can balance my own budget, I can’t see why these politicians can’t manage the country’s budget’ are long gone. Thanks to Ross Gittins, and his regular pieces in Saturday’s Age and the Sydney Morning Herald, I now finally understand the difference between fiscal and monetary policy and who is responsible for what. And I was pretty happy to read in his article this week that excessive growth in profits deserve some part of the blame for the current cost-of-living crisis. In my simplistic way, it seems bleeding obvious to me. Apparently economists from the OECD, the IMF and a number of other prestigious international organisations, along with research from our own Australia Institute indicate that what was bleeding obvious to me may be the case after all. Perhaps I am getting a bit of a handle on it all, but I have a long way to go, and given that time is running out I rather resent the fact that I have to bother at all. 

Time to go for a walk on the beach and a swim and put it off for another day. 

On denial

Getting old and watching ones’ contemporaries die one by one is a sobering time of life and we all deal with it in our own ways. Some fall back on denial and, like Dylan Thomas, ‘rage, rage against the dying of the light’, denying the possibility of death to the very end.  Some accept it as the inevitable conclusion of being born and go with the rhythm and flow of life and death. Many of us don’t think about it much at all until it is facing us front on and we are forced to decide where we stand. And, of course, there are the people who are searching for immortality in this increasingly technological world of organ transplants, gene technology, cryopreservation and whatever researchers will come up with next. All of which got me to thinking about denial and how we use it in our everyday lives and in our view of the world around us. 

Denial can be a powerful tool in the human survival kit, particularly when trying to make sense of death. Think of the people who say: ‘I’ll beat this. I’ll beat the odds. I’ll rage against the dying of the light.’ and muster the great courage required to fight against a slow progressive cancer, a long-term neurological disorder, a failing body organ. A really noble fight, that takes great courage and inner conviction, where defeat cannot be countenanced or the bubble will burst. Of course it does come with downsides, when the reality of death becomes inevitable, and often presents great dilemmas for those around the person who can see the inevitable but must continue to pretend to deny, to avoid bursting their bubble, even when the obvious is staring everyone in the face. Denial becomes a saving lie. 

Which got me to thinking about the role denial plays in the recording of our histories, in coming to terms with our pasts, in dealing with present conflicts.

In a recent article in The London Review (V.46, No.2 2024), Conor Gearty, professor of Human Rights Law at London School of Economics, wrote of the work of Stanley Cohen and his book, States of denial: Knowing about atrocities and suffering (2000). Cohen was one of the founders of the Centre for the Study of Human Rights and a sociology professor at LSE. A South African by birth, he was Jewish. In 1980, a strong Zionist, he took a post at the Hebrew University of Jerusalem where his experience led him to question and reject Zionism and its outcomes. He argued that denial can masquerade as reason and reasonableness, making the unconscionable appear measured, civilised, even humane, and was very critical of the way liberal culture had accommodated Israel’s actions, and its impact on the Palestinian people. He isolated three versions of denial:

  • literal denial – it never happened.
  • interpretative denial – it’s not what you think it is – coming up with alternative explanations that vindicate or exonerate the wrongdoer
  • implicatory denial – we have to do it/it’s terrible, but it’s not our fault

which provide a useful framework for beginning to make sense of the present-day response of Israel to the undeniably appalling terrorist attack by Hamas on 7 October 2023. The Israeli military response has led to accusations of genocide against the Palestinian people. 

Gearty gives detailed examples of Cohen’s framework in relation to the present conflict. Here are some of his examples which clarify the three types of denial. 

Given the ubiquity of today’s social media, literal denial, he points out, is now much more difficult. But he argues that it lingers on in Israeli dismissals of the dangers facing the people of Gaza. We are creating safe spaces for the innocent, they claim, as the military response moves further south towards Rafah, in spite of advising Palestinians that the south would be a safe space; and claiming there is enough food and water, or would be if Hamas was not hoarding it and denying it to the people in spite of a population facing famine conditions. But it is hard to deny the essential facts: 23,000 deaths, around one third of the population; destruction of one third of the buildings in the territory; attacks on hospitals, schools, universities and cultural centres.

Interpretive denial construes an event so as to cast doubts on its obvious explanation, instead offering an alternative that excuses or vindicates the wrongdoer. For example, Israel argues that its military actions are targeted at Hamas, not the people of Gaza. When there was an explosion in the courtyard of a Gaza City hospital killing hundreds of people who had taken refuge there, Israel was immediately blamed, unsurprising given its bombing in the area and demands that the hospital be evacuated. Shortly after, a new Israeli narrative circulated claiming the cause was a misfired rocket launched by Islamic Jihad. Doubt has been sewn, along with conflicting evidence, with disagreement on all sides.

Implicatory denial can be used when all else fails, Gearty argues, for example the Israeli attack on the Greek Orthodox Church of St Porphyrius in Gaza City on 19 October 2023 which led to eighteen deaths among those sheltering inside. The Israeli justification was that it was the result of a legitimate effort to kill a Hamas commander in a nearby control and command centre. Sniper attacks and tank bombardment on the Holy Family Church and the convent beside it several weeks later killed an elderly woman and her carer daughter en route to the bathroom and destroyed a generator for a building where 54 disabled residents lived, some on respirators. Israeli troops, an initial IDF review argues, were operating against a Hamas threat they identified in the area of the church. 

All of this got me to thinking closer to home, about the history of denial surrounding Australia’s history since the British arrival in 1788 to establish a penal settlement in Sydney. We don’t have a good record on that front.

When historian Keith Windschuttle, and others, accused academic historians who had begun researching Aboriginal opposition to British settlement, of inventing the degree of violence perpetrated by the invaders upon the invaded, the current cultural wars began in earnest. Frontier wars simply didn’t happen said its proponents. Yet continuing research now shows that a bloody war of resistance did happen across the country. It was a violent war between two vastly unequal sides, an affront to human rights, and largely government condoned, most frequently by denying it was happening. David Marr’s recent book Killing for country documents the terrible history of the Native Police under the command of white officers who for fifty or so years were responsible for the slaughter of thousands of Aboriginal people along the east coast, the centre and the north of the country. For some two hundred years these Frontier Wars, which were sometimes seen as a way of eliminating the problem of original inhabitants who were fighting to regain access to the country and way of life that had been theirs for thousand of years, were denied or ignored.

We have little option, the alternative explanation went. They are attacking our settlements, and in the process at times killing the white settlers and squatters. A new narrative emerged. We have no choice if the colonies are to succeed. Besides,we are doing it for their own good. Civilisation will benefit them after all. 

Some liberal-minded settlers, missionaries and squatters decried the massacres which, more often than not, were simply retaliatory, directed at any group of indigenous people, not those who may have been responsible for a particular misdemeanour. Their objections were ignored. So too were their demands to abide by the requests from the British Crown that the ‘natives’ should be treated with respect. And that they should not be alienated from their own land. It’s regrettable, it’s not our fault, it was argued. This is the inevitable conclusion of colonisation. 

In the words of David Marr, this led to:

‘… the most brutal colonial invasion in the nineteenth-century Empire. So many were slaughtered. Kidnapping never ceased. Every acre was taken. None of the wealth earned on their country flowed back to its original owners. Laws counted for nothing. No treaties were made. And when the fighting was over, we set about forgetting how Australia was won.’ 

We have to constantly remind ourselves that history is in the control of who writes it. It becomes the history of the victors.  Our country’s story is full of denial. It’s time to face unlearning all those things that have kept us alive for so long. Difficult as it is, it’s finally time to burst the bubble of the saving lie. 

I still say YES

This world of ours is in a terrible state. 

Right now, here in Australia, many of us are reeling with shame and sadness at the negative result of our October 2023 Referendum to provide our First Nations people with a voice to parliament (to be recognised in our constitution so as to ensure it could not be abolished by an unsympathetic change of government). It comes after years of hard, slow work to introduce steps towards justice for the dispossessed of this country – all undone in one day with a No vote by the self-interested, the indifferent, the poorly informed and the basically racist white majority. 

Australia was founded on racism. It was written into the constitution of the country, which enabled the White Australia policy to flourish from Federation in January 1901 until the final vestiges of the policy were dismantled in 1973. Our Constitution, which provides the legal and political foundation upon which our country is built and functions, remains unchanged.  

I am a whitefella, a goonya – for my indigenous friends it is like a complete rejection, a cruel response given the appalling treatment they have received in the 236 years since colonisation by the British. I think, as always, we are following in the footsteps of the US. Conspiracy theories, deliberate lies and misinformation abound. The Murdoch empire has unseermly media control. Self-interest, envy, distrust have crept into the very soul of the nation, and it is being encouraged by the right and neo-liberals, determined to wrest power at any cost from the current Labor governments around the country. 

And this is just a small part of the global disasters, the wars, the genocides, the famines, the dispossessions, the wildlife extinctions – and under it all the terrifying prospect of climate change which our capitalist system has brought on itself and is determined not to relinquish. I just keep telling myself that we have to keep going day by day and remind ourselves of human resilience and the kindness of strangers. 

           With thanks to my friend Elizabeth who creates great zines

In the end I am an optimist at heart. Better than giving up. And I remind myself that 6,286,894 Australians voted yes on 14 October 2023: 39.94%, which I know is a long way from a majority. But it is still a lot of people. The constitutional amendment was supported by a majority of First Nations people, who make up just 3.8% of the total population.

    Source: Australian Electoral Commission and circulating on Facebook

On Friday 26 January 2024 tens of thousands of people in cities all over the country gathered to mark what many now call Invasion Day but is officially promoted as Australia Day. It is the day the First Fleet, under the command of Arthur Phillip, landed at Sydney Cove and raised the Union Jack, declaring the territory for Great Britain and changing the lives of First Nations people forever. Yes, 39.94% is still a lot of people.

     Crowds arriving at Tarndanyangga, Adelaide to mark Invasion Day