Feb 13, 2012
As the editor of a long-running poetry journal, I thank Gina Rinehart for putting the noble art of verse in the media spotlight, writes Geoff Lemon, poet, author, satirist and editor of Going Down Swinging.
The globe is sadly groaning with debt, poverty and strife And billions now are pleading to enjoy a better life.Obviously Rinehart is aware of the metre, as she’s thrown the word "now" into that second line to maintain it. Her only false step is "debt", which doesn’t work as an unstressed syllable before a stressed "pov(erty)". I might have suggested "with economies in strife", had she had the forethought to seek my professional opinion. (Hint, Gina: good poetry editors are pretty freaking thin on the ground.) In terms of content, it is perhaps a little dubious to hear sad tales of poverty from the person stewing in the most obscene swill of mineral cash in the entire country. For those who do want a better life, the poet in question would be in a better practical position to help them than any other Australian. Set up farms across the sub-Saharan belt? Still got change to play blackjack with Kerry Packer’s ghost. Dengue fever in India? Scrub it off like the Spray and Wipe chick. A team of mercenaries to take out Bashar al-Assad? Her PA would have his scalp in Gina’s inbox before she’d finished her morning muffin.
Their hope lies with resources buried deep within the earth And the enterprise and capital which give each project worthNot bad, not bad. The metre is a bit frayed, but still there in intent. Maybe a slight reshaping would help: "Their hopes are the resources buried deep within the earth / And the enterprise and capital which make ‘em what they’re worth." Always read the lines aloud to yourself. Plus, the abbreviation of "them" gives it a nice bush-ballad feel, no? True blue and that. But then, we start to go off the rails ...
Is our future threatened with massive debts run up by political hacks Who dig themselves out by unleashing rampant tax The end result is sending Australian investment, growth and jobs offshore This type of direction is harmful to our coreThe first line of those four abandons metre, as rhetoric stirs from its meat-coma and begins to lick its spit-flecked jaws. Every bad poet loves adjectives. Who can resist "massive"? Who can resist an awkward phrase like "political hacks"? And then we get to that third line, which actually came from an Institute of Public Affairs white paper. Poetry is basically about making something sound good, or putting across a new and interesting way of seeing. This sounds like a Joe Hockey press conference submerged in tomato soup. The line is overly long and awkward, the Bruce Reid of this poem, which is then followed by the Danny de Vito, jammed in there as an afterthought while Gina tried to think of something to rhyme with "offshore". Rhetoric is off the leash now, and it roams like the Beast of the Apocalypse (either Biblical or the weird creature in The Brotherhood of the Wolf). Those who criticise Rinehart for being insanely rich and still bitching about taxes are "envious unthinking people" who think wealth is magically created. (To be fair, inheriting an immense mining company does help sprinkle a bit of fairy dust on the old investment portfolio.) Rinehart is hurt and troubled by their attitudes. And then, the final four lines: a crescendo of disjointedness, as both reason and poetic technique disintegrate.
Develop North Australia, embrace multiculturalism and welcome short term foreign workers to our shores To benefit from the export of our minerals and oresOne, the long line/short line thing again. Rinehart is getting all Ogden Nash on us here, if you replace the wit with self-righteous indignation. Two, "embrace multiculturalism and welcome short term foreign workers to our shores" just doesn’t cut it as a line. Does that sound good to you? Does that ring with the authority of naturalistic rhythm and truth? Is this question rhetorical? Three, is it strictly fair to equate "embrace multiculturalism" with "bring in a bunch of really cheap foreigners for a while to make us arseloads of cash and then make sure to send the dirty buggers back to wherever it is they came from"? The second phrase is even more unwieldy in a poetic sense, but I feel it cuts closer to the essential truth of the matter.
The world's poor need our resources: do not leave them to their fate Our nation needs special economic zones and wiser government, before it is too late.Ah, the crowning triumph. "Special economic zones" bounding in like a photobomber of verse, resting its nuts on the crown of poetry’s head. Again, the not-so-delicious irony of an appeal on behalf of the world’s poor. Not to labour a point here, but we are talking about the richest man, woman, or erotic llama masseuse in the country. And yet, this is about philanthropy. The poor need our resources. Not for free of course, for an appropriate fee. So, the world’s poor need to buy shit from Gina Rinehart. Do not leave them to their fate of not buying shit from Gina Rinehart. Do not abandon them. And you know, as it happens, those things that are in the interests of the world’s poor just so happen to be in the interests of making Gina Rinehart wealthier. Not that that’s the issue here. It’s just a coincidence. Rinehart just loves art and literature, and really, guys, this is all about the poor. Rinehart’s philanthropy, it seems, is much like her iambic heptameter. It can be applied when it suits, and abandoned when it becomes inconvenient. Yep. Poetic licence revoked. Our Future
The globe is sadly groaning with debt, poverty and strife And billions now are pleading to enjoy a better life Their hope lies with resources buried deep within the earth And the enterprise and capital which give each project worth Is our future threatened with massive debts run up by political hacks Who dig themselves out by unleashing rampant tax The end result is sending Australian investment, growth and jobs offshore This type of direction is harmful to our core Some envious unthinking people have been conned To think prosperity is created by waving a magic wand Through such unfortunate ignorance, too much abuse is hurled Against miners, workers and related industries who strive to build the world Develop North Australia, embrace multiculturalism and welcome short term foreign workers to our shores To benefit from the export of our minerals and ores The world's poor need our resources: do not leave them to their fate Our nation needs special economic zones and wiser government, before it is too late.
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There’s a lady who’s sure
All that glitters is coal
And she’s buying shares
In Fairfax and Ten…
(apologies to Robert Plant and Jimmy Page; No apologies at all to Gina Rinehart)
This is the sort of thing that begs the publication of The Thoughts of Chairman Gina.
Wow! Is there anything that Gina can’t do? Loving mother, fervent benefactor of the legal profession, billionaire, business woman, media magnate and now poet as well. I look forward to seeing more of her talent. A little bird tells me that Gina will soon be gracing the stage in the Australian Ballet’s new work Fantasia Revisited. I believe Gina has the role of the hippo.
Gina has also been working on her debut as an author, with her Aussie-themed romance ‘Passion in the Pilbarra’ soon to be published by Mills and Boon. Advance publicity says the book will be ‘a passionate tale of an heiress betrayed by her family and left to fend for herself with only a few billion dollars to her name. It will feature a romance with a handsome media star and will take us into the seedy world of politics.’ Should be a great read.
As a lover and sometime writer of what used to be called ‘light verse’, I care very much about scansion, rhythm and rhyme, which must be perfect in this form of frivolity (except, of course, for O.Nash). The great poets can do what they want.
Doggerel is another matter altogether and always dissipates any passion the writer may feel. For example: “The trumpets sounded loudly,
The Angel beckoned ‘Come’,
The gates of Heaven opened
And in walked mum.”
It’s unlikely Gina will see this amusing writing, which would probably wound her more than anything written recently about her court cases, her children, her questionable care for their families. Ignorance may be bliss.
Our way of life is threatened not by debts or rampant tax
But billionaires with scant regard for scientific facts
The more we dig up from the ground, the more we foul the air
The lack of urgent action leads us almost to despair
It’s hard to argue with the vested interests in this nation
Especially ones that buy themselves a handy TV station
We need to go renewable, it’s safer, clean and greener
But who is going to foot the bill? Well how about it, Gina?
Jesus Crikey, what a waste of bandwidth.
We have real issues confronting the country and this sort of sophomore shite is the best that you can come up with?
I like some satirical irony as much as the next person, but your obsession with Rinehart is getting up their with your unhealthy obsession with Murdoch.
Lets get back to some real issues and leave this sort of excreta to university mags.
It would be hard to call this anything more than self serving propaganda from a mind more paranoid than Scrooge McDuck!
In this new gilded age, for a person on track to become the richest in the world, Gina seems terrified of paying two cents, let alone her fair share.
What she does not want to understand, is that mining is not a wealth creation industry, it’s a wealth extraction industry. Why should a company automatically gain ownership of a resource that they themselves did not create?
That’s not how capitalism works!
If mining companies want to sell OUR resources, they should first have to BUY them off us at properly negotiated market rates. When the global spot price goes up, our government should be negotiating a better price on our behalf.
We can only sell these resources once, and we should be getting the best price that we can from these service and logistics companies.
Did Gina Reinhardt create $20 billion worth of minerals? Nope. She merely dug them up for a fraction of the cost. We need a government that will negotiate in our interest against these entitled robber barons.
There is rich lady name Gina
Who raged about things being greener,
She then used her billions
and lawyers by the millions
to buy the north of Australia
so she could call it Ginatalia
It’s a brilliant example of Vogon poetry.
I wonder if she used this to generate it:
http://www.bbc.co.uk/cult/hitchhikers/vogonpoetry/lettergen.shtml
In fact I had one generated just for Gina:
[See, see the dead sky
Marvel at its big pink depths.
Tell me, no-one do you
Wonder why the miner ignores you?
Why its foobly stare
makes you feel crabby.
I can tell you, it is
Worried by your ANDEV facial growth
That looks like
A core.
What’s more, it knows
Your Green potting shed
Smells of mineral.
Everything under the big dead sky
Asks why, why do you even bother?
You only charm JuliARs.]
That’s pretty good by comparison!
The woman wants free reign to tear the earth a new asshole
and writes torturously bad poetry.
Folks, she’s a Vogon.