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When does representation become too much? March 6, 2010

Many of you know that I am excessively involved in student politics. Ridiculously so. I recently was at a conference in our nation’s fine capital, representing the national postgraduate association, where I was reminded of the fact that our humble Postgraduate Association at my dear belov’d University was SUPPORTING the rallies against Barack Obama for being a warmonger.

I don’t support war, I wish to make that clear. The needless death of thousands, both those fighting, and the “collateral damage” of the civilians caught in the crossfire, is tragic, and when it comes to the usual pissing contest between two leaders, I feel that we need to stop the actions. I feel that, from my perspective as a commentator who regularly views shows like the wonderful Rachel Maddow and the high-larious Jon Steward, I have a fairly good grasp on what is happening in America, and do firmly believe that Obama is fighting a tide of opposition to try and finish the three wars Dubya got America into. So, from a personal level, I believe that the rallies are more anti-America sentiment that anti-Obama.

It may have had to do also with the fact that the person who brought the motion for support to the table was a member of the despicable Socialist Alternative (SAlt) party. Or maybe that the reason for supporting this is that the Association is against war. But, whatever the reason, the room was in near unanimous support to protest Obama to the fullest extent, with the motion passing 6-1 (I opposed).

Which then leads into my question. When do you leave the defined role of an organisation and move into protesting for everything else. As a student association, our mandated role is to represent the views of students, assist with their rights, and help them negotiate the minefield of the University. I interpret this as meaning:

  1. Representing the students in a balanced and apolitical manner to the University
  2. Working with students in the broader community to assist with direct student needs such as Youth Allowance and housing
  3. Forming submissions to the Government on behalf of students to present a balanced view on their policies and how best to assist students
  4. In some instances, providing social events for networking, either as a whole, or as part of equity networks

Student Associations should not be making a point of trying to work too far outside the University or Education portfolio. In my mind, the following should never happen:

  • Students for Palestine: I am particularly incensed with this, given that this isolates all Jewish students within the University. Furthermore, this is not OUR problem, this is a problem the British and Americans caused, and we should try to keep our collective noses out of it. Not to mention that, should this be a solidarity issue, they should, in turn, be supporting us. Last I heard, gay men weren’t so popular in Gaza.
  • General immigration laws: Whilst we should be speaking to allow for all to have a fair and equal education, we should not be telling the Government that we should have unlimited immigration (a point put forward by one member of Executive).
  • Marriage Equality: Whilst I, for one, would love for full marriage equality to exist one day, I don’t see it as our place to be fighting the Government here, especially given the hundred of other fights we should be doing. It was mentioned that CAAH were unsupportive of Equal Love NSW, which is leading me to believe all the rallies that happen up and down George St really aren’t the flavour of the month, not to mention that they’re about as useful as throwing pebbles at Parliament House from the other side of Lake Burley Griffin.

I know I’m in the minority here: Student politicians are usually there to start their political careers (Tony Abbott, Joe Hockey, et al. started that way) and this means that they espouse the views of their party indiscriminately of what the students they purport to represent actually want; or because they see student organisations ways of getting funding for their endless rallies (SAlt). I think that, whilst individual students may have views for or against issues, the most important thing is that Student Organisations, which work on consensus and agreement, should be representing the views of ALL students, not just the far left or far right. And when they come to a head over things like supporting rallies against Obama, or spending ANOTHER $700 on printing posters for another useless march down George St, and then turn around and struggle to pay their staff, let alone make it through the year, there is something rotten in the House of Denmark and it’s the fucking politicisation of students, fighting for everything and achieving little.

Keep your fucking noses out of it, it’s none of your business.

Please, all comments are welcome :)

 

The Convenorship October 16, 2008

Filed under: Polls,on the convenorship — Janek @ 20:47

So, it’s almost the end of my run as the Postgraduate Convenor. I’ve done a bit of work during this time, and spent 1.5hrs in a meeting this morning discussing with a company about running a full survey. The Union are really really keen for me to reapply for next year and keep it running as no one has applied for the job to take over from me. However, it is a lot of work, and Dan pointed this out. I mean, I have a hundred thousand other things I do all the time. So, the question is, do I keep doing it or not?

 

We now resume our regular scheduled programming September 30, 2008

Dzien Dobry, and thanks for waiting. Yes, well, it’s been a long two weeks. Ask me about them sometime. They’re not something that really belong on the blog, though.

I’ve made it back to my blog, obviously, aside from those few comments, and so I’m going to pick up somewhere around now and keep going.

I’ve got my first two events as Postgrad Convenor in the next two days, a drinks night tomorrow night and a BBQ lunch on Thursday. It’s part of the CONNECT Conference, and it should be interesting. I hope. I have to fill like 10 other KPIs before November, so the next few weeks are going to be busy if I want to get my $500 honorarium.

I bought a copy of DNA today, something I’ve not done in a few years. In fact, I used to buy (Not So) Blue, but apparently they don’t publish it any more. Where have I been? In fact, I can’t even find a website reference for it, so I can’t link anything to it, but it was great, full of sexy men. Anyway, I picked up DNA for the cover of Matthew Mitcham. Mmm…

DNA Issue 105

DNA Issue 105

I’ve had some interesting progress with my model of late, in that it’s working. Which is unusual. I need to make it a little faster, but I seem to have the whole thing running really well. Here are some pictures from it. If you understand it, let me know…

Four frames from the graphing of my model

Four frames from the graphing of my model

One of the comics I follow is Cyanide and Happiness, and they tend to be a little… wrong. But, today’s one was particularly funny, I thought, so I’ve posted that next…

And, to round out today’s post, which seems to be rather picture heavy, the ads for the Levi’s Unbuttoned campaign have begun appearing around campus, and I found this one particularly yummy:

Levi's 501s Unbuttoned... on half-naked men

Levi's 501s Unbuttoned... on half-naked men

 

In The Bull this week August 19, 2008

I somehow managed to get two (count ‘em, two!) items into the USU publication, The Bull, this week, which was very exciting.

The first was an article I’d written about homophobia in Engineering. It’s hardly Walkly-award winning stuff. And then it was published under “Bullshit of the week”, which I think is meant to be their column like The Heckler in The Herald, but does seem to carry the “You’re crapping on about something we all know is wrong” connotation.

Are All Engineers Homophobic?

Everyone has a variety of identities. I’m three things: I’m a postgraduate, meaning that I love university so much that I never want to grow up and leave; I’m an engineer, with a love for nerdy science things and an obscure degree of pedantism; and I’m queer.

As an engineering student for the past four-and-a-half years, I’ve experienced the Faculty in all its glory; but my friends across the university often state that engineers are all sexist, homophobic conservatives. Is this popular perception of engineers legitimate?

Latent homophobia does exist. I was discussing a forum that I attended during WYD with a Catholic Engineering friend; after I mentioned that it was about the place of homosexuals in the Church, he flinched and avoided looking at me for the remainder of the conversation.

I’ve heard of a more severe case of homophobia, and indeed harassment, of a gay engineer at another university. However, I have not been witness to blatant homophobia from any of my friends or colleagues. On the whole, the faculty has been very progressive with its views towards womyn and queers.

I can name a dozen queer engineers without batting an eyelid. Even among the postgraduates, we are not alone. Queers in engineering are beginning to fi nd their place, and as many of my gay friends in the faculty will attest, their private lives do not need to be suppressed at university.

As a tutor, my students have always known I’m queer. I’ve never told them, but several are my “friends” on Facebook, and can see my relationship status and preference. None have ever expressed a problem with it. And why should they? I’ve helped them through enough projects and sticky spots.

So, why do people perceive engineering as homophobic? In industry, life is quite different to the days of the old university yard. Engineering is traditionally seen as the domain of the manly man: blue boiler suits, yellow hard hats, spanners in hand. However, the times, as they say, are a-changin’. A close female friend works frequently on offshore oil rigs and is amazed at
the respect she receives. Working for a mining company last year, I noticed that homophobia was never blatantly evident in my colleagues, as may have been expected in the past.

This is not true across the board. The Gay Engineer, an article in the American Institute of Electrical and Electronics Engineers’ publication, Spectrum, (February 2005), highlights that engineers often don’t feel comfortable discussing their private lives at work. In America, you can still be fired for being gay in more than 30 states which lack anti-discrimination laws for queers.

Back on Darlington Campus, what is the perception of queers in the Faculty of Engineering and Information Technologies? From my experience, the philosophy is pretty much “live and
let live”. Whilst I don’t agree with many elements of that, it does mean that we all just get on with it and try to digest all the information about the tops and bottoms of distillation, dykes
and their impact on structures, male and female couplings, and how to brew a perfect beer.

The second was a review of Maurice (1971) by E.M. Forster, which I had only read the introduction for, but managed to nut out 400 words about. I didn’t have time to read the whole book, ok?

For the majority of the queer world, homosexuality had its birth on June 27, 1969. The Stonewall Riots marked the turning point from where queers lived in the underground labyrinth to rightfully fight to claim their place; a battle which still continues. Many are unaware, however, that homosexuality is as old as mankind: with Biblical references such as David and Jonathon; frequent mentions throughout the Greek and Roman Empires; and historical figures including Oscar Wilde, Alexander the Great, Lord Byron, and Leonardo Da Vinci.

E.M. Forster is best known for his work A Passage to India (1924), but Maurice (1971) is a tale he felt he couldn’t tell in his lifetime. First written in 1914, and edited several times until his death in 1970, it tells of the life and loves of Maurice, especially for a friend at University, Clive, and later, for Clive’s gamekeeper, Alec. Coming from a post-Stonewall age, the audiences will still be able to identify with the fact that this is a book about ‘war’, ‘battles’, ‘power’, warriors’, and ‘defiance’ as Maurice struggles to be gay in a world opposing dissenters. Maurice attempts initially to defy his desires and “go straight”, before resigning himself to his fate. Foster focuses upon these relationships.

There are two elements which need to be considered when reading Maurice. The first is that while modern audiences consider the city to be a refuge, Forster portrays London to be more like a prison, where Maurice is expected to act in a manner befitting his class. Second, Maurice is predominantly about class. A Pre-World War I world saw distinct divisions between the classes. Class was as much a part of a person as their physical features and, indeed, their sexual identity. David Leavitt’s introduction in the Penguin Classics edition is highly recommended.

In this reviewer’s opinion, this book is suggested to any fan of gay literature. It provides such a different outlook to the modern tales, and, whilst occasionally heavy going, is fascinating to read about life for gay men nearly 100 years ago.

Ffeel free to grab a copy around Sydney Uni or have a look at the link up there.

 

Blame it on the boogie August 1, 2008

Life has been keeping a quick pace of late, in that I hadn’t realised how long it was since I last posted, and how much has happened. I’ve been keeping myself occupied by spending as much time as I can with Dan, which has been lovely, despite it sometimes occurring only briefly first thing in the morning. But, on to the nitty gritty:

After the accident last Friday, I had to take my car for assessment, and this has been a continuing episode through the week. It’s still sitting, sulking in my backyard. I want my car back so much :(

Last Saturday night was my Babcia’s 80th Birthday Party. I’ll write a post about her shortly, like I did for Poppie. Anyway, as part of our usual integration into the Australian way of life, we went to the Polish Club, had dinner. My parents were going to a meeting before, so were going to be late, thus Brother and I had to go down to meet and greet.

It was like something out of a bad comedy. My own version of Dan’s Aunt Agony arrived, and asked where she was supposed to sit. Empty table, 12 chairs. I said “you can sit where you like”. She said “Oh, well, I guess I want to sit near Al”. Al, Jo, and Em took three seats near the end so that Em could play on the ground (she’s only 16 months old, she does still do that). This melee ensued which is too ridiculous for words, but it took 30 minutes and most of the other people moved seats at least twice. Then the debacle about entree began. Some people wanted platters of płaczki, others wanted soup, etc, etc. By the time my parents arrived, they were expecting us to be eating first course, when we were still trying to sort out who had ordered what for first course and no one had considered main yet.

Having no car, Monday started with a 7am departure for the city. I planned to stay at Dan’s that night, and when he was unexpectedly awake at that time, I swung by his place, dropped my bag, and then hightailed it off to the Wentworth Centre to see Dr Kinda Cute. He, reluctantly, renewed my prescription, and my day began as most days do. Most of Monday actually seems to be a blur, the next thing I remember is making it back to Dan’s place. Tuesday was a non-event, and I went home with Dad that night.

It was then that I was told that my Dziadek has been unwell after Saturday night, most likely because he had mixed medication with alcohol, but Dad had only just found out and was furious because they didn’t think to call an ambulance or tell anyone.

Wednesday, I went in at 7am, saw Dan, had a meeting, with my supervisor where he gave me a mass of work to do, then personned the convenor’s stall for an hour before going to the Queer Afternoon tea, then back to work, before meeting Dan and Flick for dinner. I got a call just before dinner, however, to say that my Dziadek had taken ill and was in hospital with a heart condition. I was told not to panic.

I went to see Keating! then with Flick, RhiRhi, and J-Rad, half expecting a call at intermission to go to the hospital. The show, however, was brilliant! A lot of it you needed some of the context to understand, but it’s certainly a great retelling of Keating’s reign.

Thursday, I wasn’t doing so well. I decided to try for a lie-down for a while, and so left my desk, intending on busing around to Dan’s place. First it took 30 minutes for a bus to come, then the bus stop I wanted to get off at was closed so I ended up walking from Glebe PO to Dan’s, making the trip a nice round hour. Then I basically missed lunchtime drinks with Mattykins, who was upset about a guy he likes, H, and his lack of commitment. Watched some of Theatresports, back to Dr Worried for more drugs. Got the results of my MRI, my spine is fine, so I guess that means we need to move onto the next thing that Dr Crucible comes up with. Worked a bit more, had a Convenor’s meeting where I showed I had basically just dispatched some emails, and realised I had to write two articles and a book review by Monday. Back to Dan’s, off to a farewell for a friend of his where I randomly ran into my friend DF who’s brother JJ knows Sophia as well. One small world.

Today again turned into a non-event mostly, it took me more than an hour to traverse back from Dan’s to Engineering by bus, which was infuriating. I then got collected by my father, and we went to the hospital to see Dziadek. Same hospital, a few wards away from where I was last year. Brings back not-so-good memories, really.

Sigh, I feel so exhausted now, and in so much pain :(

 

Thursday’s child has far to go June 19, 2008

I was invited today to have Morning Tea with the Vice-Chancellor Designate, along with my counterpart convenors and the presidents of some of the larger clubs on campus. He seems like a nice enough person, but he has one of those personalities that clashes with my own. He’s a rare breed.

It was during this morning tea that SUPRA approached me. Apparently they want me to sit in on council, which I can hardly wait to do. Oh well, it’s something else for the Résumé. It will certainly aid in the facilitation of the liaisons between USU and SUPRA, both of whom seem to have no idea what the other does.

Other than that, today has been reasonably dull. I got more medication for pain which seems to be doing nothing. I got back the blood tests, and despite taking ~7000-7500mg of Paracetamol per day, my liver function is fine. My blood tests showed nothing new, which is a double-edged sword (good I have nothing like Muscular Dystrophy, bad because I have something that is still unknown). I also got an appointment with Neurologist for the 9th of July, a pleasure I will be sure to look forward to (paying for). Mind you, 3 weeks is amazingly short. Talking of Doctors, Dr Worried is getting the boot if they don’t do anything new next week, and I’m going to Dr Kinda Cute who I saw this week and ordered new blood tests and gave me new medication.

I tried writing some poetry today, and have decided I’m terrible at it, given that my lines weren’t scanning nicely (I was checking the meter as I wrote it… something tells me that’s not exactly how it’s supposed to be done). I am going to write something, though, possibly a short story, for an upcoming publication the Queer Collective want to put out on Religions and Queers. As I have mentioned before, I have been pondering my faith of late, and talking about the relationship between my identity and what was my faith is something I really want to do. Dan is part of a forum being held in WYD week, and I’m looking forward to going and listening to some of the speakers.

 

It’s just another Thursday May 22, 2008

Filed under: on being unwell,on my friends,on the convenorship — Janek @ 17:53

I haven’t been laughing a lot of late, and today the pain has been especially bad, but I did see the best misspelling of my name, ever, today. This sentence was lifted, verbatim, from the QueerForum minutes which were tabled today:

Mr. Fondakowski expressed views that the only feasible system was an honour system

Mind you, I don’t object to being compared to Henry Fonda. I find it mildly funny, though, that everyone else is generally referred to as “Dan”, “Lloyd”, etc, but I was consistently referred to as Mr Surname removed to protect the innocent

In other news:

  • I discovered Blake now has a blog, and has duly been added to my blogroll. 
  • I got the job as postgraduate convener. Now to work out what I’m actually doing. I’m actually not that enthused about it suddenly.
  • I wrote too many blogs yesterday. I felt kinda better afterwards, but it, ultimately, didn’t help.
  • The physio I saw on Tuesday said I appear to have strained tendons in my arm, and this is impacting on the nerve. I have had a really bad day for pain today.
  • I’ve just seen my starring moment as a clown. It’s come out quite well. I’m going to work out how I can get it online.
 

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