The death of Sir Joh

SIR Johannes Bjelke-Petersen is dead.
For those not from Queensland, this has about as much relevance as the deaths of any number of people in the southeast Queensland town of Kingaroy.
For those from Queensland - and I would suspect those who aren't but are of a certain age - Sir Joh was a man who didn't just leave footprints on the beach of history, but instead altered it forever by performing a series of burnouts in a hotted-up, Queensland-made car.
As any Queenslander who has travelled will know, the Queensland stereotype under Joh was hardly flattering. In the "Our Queensland" series published by the Courier-Mail, Mike O'Connor gave his view of what people thought about Queensland.
"We were the hick state, hicks from Hicksville who lived in the hick Deep North."
Hardly a good look, eh? But it got worse:
"I went back to work on a newspaper and suffered through the excesses of the Joh years. Not content with making my home state the butt of the nation's jokes, it seemed that he was intent on making it the laughing stock of the universe. They were dark times and I clearly remember travelling south on business and being ashamed, when introduced to a group of strangers, of admitting that I came from Queensland."
"The southern journos wouldn't even drink with us, such was the odium of living in Queensland. It was guilt by association. Somehow, it was felt that as journalists we should have done more and that because we had not we sanctioned, by default, what was happening in the streets. "
"Maybe they were right. Maybe we should have done more. They were, by any reckoning, dark days."
I can't actually vouch for that. I was close on seven when Joh left office, and had only been in Queensland for about four of those.
He hasn't been in power for 18 years, but still his legacy is being debated.
Some say he was good for the state, some that he was bad.
This muddled thinking is reflected in a list of the top 10 best and worst decisions in Queensland's history.
Six of the best decisions came about because of support from Joh's government, if not the man himself, while six of the worst decisions were begun or perpetuated by Joh.
There's no doubt that Queensland has moved a long way from where it was. One thing that boggles the mind was that between the 1930s and the early 1950s no new secondary school were built in Queensland - apparently because the then Labor government thought educated people wouldn't vote for them, and anyway they didn't want Protestants getting an education.
As would be expected with an official government policy like that, sectarianism was a major problem, while a lack of enthusiasm for international migrants means Queensland is one of the least ethnically diverse states.
Add to this a lack of an upper house in the Queensland parliament since 1922, and you've got quite a shambles.
One of Joh's better decision was to abolish death taxes (taxes on inheritances) in 1972. All of a sudden old people from other states flocked to Queensland.
Joh also supported foreign investment in Queensland, as well as the development of places like the Gold Coast. Just like the building of the Snowy Scheme would be almost impossible today, there's very little to suggest any other government at any other time could have helped the Gold Coast to where it is now.
Other infrastructure projects included the South-East Freeway and the Gateway Bridge, the building of the Wivenhoe and Burdekin Dams and Brisbane hosting the 1982 Commonwealth Games and 1988 Expo.
Then there's the bad parts - not least the massive corruption in the police force.
Former police commissioner Terry Lewis was charged, imprisoned, de-knighted and even had his portrait taken down from police headquarters.
The only reason the Fitzgerald Inquiry, which exposed this corruption, came about was because Joh was busy gallivanting around the country trying to be elected as Prime Minister. Acting premier William Gunn decided he'd had enough after the ABC's Four Corners aired a segment called The Moonlight State. Gunn wanted the allegations investigated - which they were.
There was also the demolishing of some of Brisbane's historic buildings, including the Belle Vue Hotel, the handing out of knighthoods willy-nilly, the use of police in a way more associated with dictatorships, and at one stage, the banning of street protests altogether.
It's no wonder the older population has trouble deciding on the good and the bad of Joh's reign - but what hope is there for my generation?
Perhaps Queensland's history until the 1990s should be part of the school curriculum - not only can we learn about one of the more turbulent periods of Australian history, but also learn from the mistakes and successes. It explains a lot.

Holy toledo Batman...

WELL folks, hasn't time been flying past quicker than a Ben Johnson circa 1988, what with the Pope passing on and Prince Chuck marrying Camilla Parkya-Balls all in two days.
It's been very busy down here too, dodging knives, drinking, playing sport, drinking, trying to sleep, drinking, and counting down the days until it's time to head of to Europe for three months of drinking.
The world is increasingly becoming a bizarre place - at least it would if it wasn't so bizarre to start off with. In good news, I see that Toowoomba Grammar School (from where I graduated as opposed to grew up) has won the First XI GPS competition. Apparently they won the 2000 comp as well, but given there doesn't seem to be a central register of these things anywhere on the net, it's hard to check this up.
If this is true, then there are some lucky students who have been at the school for two GPS premierships. When I was there (96-97 for those playing at home) we came close to the cricket in '96 and the soccer in both years.
Both times they finished top three (may have even been top two - I can't remember every little thing). The cricket team in '96 was captained by a nice young fellow called Lachlan Stevens, whom I impersonated during a talent night at one stage.
Strangely enough, I next met Lachlan at Manuka Oval while he was playing for the South Australian second XI. I was down studying sports media, and he'd moved to Adelaide in a sports admin role. When the SA 2nd XI came to Canberra to play the Comets, I had a team of four or five commentating the game for a community radio station. Needless to say the station closed soon afterwards.
But that's how small the world really is.
Another example: day off work on Thursday. Had a few bob burning a hole in the pocket, decided to go to the second-hand bookstore to see if thy had any Bill Bryson in stock (they did). As I was browsing, a bloke I used to work with in Brisbane recognised me and said g'day.
Apart from the immediately obvious question about what the guy was doing in a bookshop in Cooma (I'd've picked him being in Cooma Jail or on the way to the snow, but anyway), who would've thought that we'd meet up again in a country town 1400km away from where we knew each other? Bizarre.
At any rate, it's now just five weeks until I shoot off to the Northern Hemisphere. During that time I'll still be updating this site (maybe even more regularly!), but will be sending message from a different e-mail address.
In the meantime, be good to one another/that's the way it is/say hi to your Mum for me, and try not to get too disheartened about the footy tipping.