I’m not sure what I expected when I leapt online and grabbed
a couple of tickets to this talkfest.
Who am I kidding? I know exactly what I hoped for. Spilling
the beans on Kev. That’s what I dearly wanted. A bit of behind the scenes
And did we get that? Nope.
Was I disappointed? Just a little.
I guess the other thing I wanted was to see Gillard close
up. To get a glimpse of the “real Julia” that I suspected was there during her
steely leadership. That was something we got in spades.
Julia Gillard was warm, strong and amusing. But a bit
evasive. The answers were short and pithy, skating on the surface.
Questions of her stance on asylum seekers, marriage equality
and single parents were all answered with a smile. I sifted through her
responses for any depth or a glimmer of something that would leave me feeling
I really wanted to hear about some dark night of the soul,
wrestling with her conscience on these issues.
But there was none.
What there was, by the bucket-load in Melbourne, was a room
full of love. Staunch ALP love (I’d almost forgotten that the party stalwarts
would of course be there in droves) and also deep female solidarity.
As much as I hoped for some goss and blood about the
egotistical little man that toppled her, in some way our attendance was also a
much needed thank you.
Thank you Julia for putting up with so much shit, just
because you have a cunt not a cock between your legs.
Thank you Julia for demonstrating that a female leader can
rule with both steel and grace.
Thank you Julia for publicly acknowledging that you choose
not to be bitter, that you’re getting on with your life and seeing the bright
I still mightn’t support many of your policies or those of
your party but sneakingly admire that you still defend them, instead of doing a
hasty U-turn in the hope of garnering popularity.
I attended last night’s event because I’m a feminist. It
felt good to be in a room with so many other feminists. Like our first female
PM, I look forward to the day when gender and equality are no longer an issue
in Australia. But for now it is, even more so with a new government that has
Abbott as the self-appointed Minister for Women and Julie Bishop as the only
cock-less member of the cabinet.
We’ve come a long way baby…but just not far enough.
Update 8.10.13: I've been ruminating on Gillard's response to the marriage equality question, relating her stance to her socio-generational roots. As a contemporary, I totally get the whole notion of 'we thought they'd be a whole new structure for relationships' philosophy but that's not what got stuck in my craw. Why now does she pull the personal ideology card over this policy, when she conveniently disregarded it over others. For example, as an atheist why increase the funding for the school chaplaincy program? Surely, she also thought that religion like marriage would loose relevance in an evolved society? The only reason I can come up with for her pick and mix approach to aligning personal belief with policies is that of vote buying. Why else would she pander to conservatives and christians on these issues?
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