
This will be my last badly edited, poorly formatted, and super-quickly written blog post about my experiences at Voices for Justice, 2010 (I think I shall go back and fix them once I have a better internet connection at home). I’m sitting in Canberra airport quite exhausted and severely disappointed that I can’t find anywhere where a mere economy class passenger like me can buy a coffee.
Today was a much quieter day for me. As it happened I had no appointments with politicians so I spent most my time basking in the activity around parliament house, hearing people’s stories, and helping out where I can.
Robin Hood Tax Stunt
The morning for me began with some inventive stunts campaigning for a “Robin Hood” tax. The “V-Geners” (young people taking part in World Vision’s youth program who had accompanied Micah Challenge in their campaigning) led the rather impressive display. They all dressed up in some very “brave” Robin Hood costumes and had a photo shoot in front of Parliament House. Personally, I thought the costumes looked more like Peter Pan than Robin Hood (and some were just excuses for men to wear tights – please spare the children!).
The idea behind the Robin Hood tax is to place a small tax on speculative financial transactions and use the revenue of such a tax to fund initiatives supporting climate change mitigation, poverty alleviation, health and education. They also hope that the tax would help constrain the huge amount of speculation that occurs in financial markets.
I didn’t take part in these stunts myself as I feel like I need some more time to fully make up my mind about the idea before dedicating myself to it. There are many details yet to be explained. How exactly will a “speculative financial transaction” be defined? How will it be audited? As a programmer I involuntarily scoffed when the presenters of the stunt said it would take “only a few lines of code.” Furthermore, if the goal is to make the tax so small, will it really have the effect of reigning in speculative trading as its promoters desire?
Chaos in Parliament
Inside, there was a huge volume of VFJ activity at Parliament House. I spent some time at the social networking station and in the time I was there dozens of people seemed to come in and out, running around as things had to be organised. The organisation effort behind Voices for Justice is truly huge. The main people behind it are due for a hangover after such high adrenalin levels.
I did volunteer to help carry the huge, 40 metre scroll containing signatures of people supporting the Micah call to various politicians so that they could also add their signatures. The scroll contains about 10,000 signatures of the 112,000+ people who have committed themselves to the call. In the end, my help was not needed.
I attended question time as well. The behaviour of our politicians was pretty disgraceful. After a question or statement had been made loud jeers would come seemly out of nowhere. Also, since politicians are so skilled at avoiding plain answers to questions it seems like the whole thing is a waste of time!
Parliament has been really busy today. In about 30 minutes, around the start of the final VFJ event, the clocks (which call parliamentarians to their chambers) rang 6 times! I am not sure, but one of those times may have been for a motion in the senate, mentioning Micah Challenge and reaffirming Australia’s dedication to achieving the Millennium Development Goals. The motion passed without a single dissenter.
What I will bring back from VFJ
What have I learnt whilst I have been here?
I have learnt that politicians are people, and not just the nameless, faceless cogs of government I thought they were. It is true – some MPs will not make waves and do whatever is politically convenient; yet others went far beyond the call of duty, organising our security passes and encouraging other MPs to meet us.
I know now that lobbying does make a difference. To make big change I think you need public support and political support. Voices for Justice has secured a lot of political support. Rudd and Abbot described us as the nagging prophets asking for justice. I would say the description is quite apt. We should not limit our political influence to the way we vote, what maters more is how we engage the political process and how we act in-between elections.
My time in Canberra has re-enforced the need to educate the community and get the general public fired up about social justice issues. I am ashamed that the government feels that they need to sneak overseas aid into budgets. Poverty should be at the forefront of the Christian political agenda. We have failed so hugely on this front it boggles the imagination.
The huge majority of volunteers at Voices for Justice were “career Christians” – aid and charity workers. We need more people like myself; a computer programmer. We need checkout chicks and tradies and business executives and ‘working families’ aware and concerned about global poverty and what we can do.
Along these lines I have been challenged about my own commitment to social justice. I often keep the passionate, social justice sphere of my life apart from the social scene I engage in or my professional life. I don’t do much to educate my friends, family or co-workers. I don’t encourage them to engage with me on these issues through forums like this blog. I want to change this. Millions are counting on it.
Go
I attended Voices for Justice because last year I heard the story of someone else who went. I’ve been writing these posts over the last few days in the hope that the sheer volume of honest information would help others to make a decision about whether to go or not. So, If you are reading this in 2011, trying to make up your mind this is my advice to you: Go.
In order to attend Voice for Justice I had to get two days off work (and as I am at a new job it is all I had); pay a fair amount of money for plane tickets, food, and the event itself; and visit a distant city to do something I have never done before without a single person I know in sight. I do not regret it.
And tomorrow, it’s back to work…