Pauline, a federal public servant based in Canberra, is on the verge of having a baby. Good for her. But on her blog the flamboyantly feminist, yoga-enjoying, Greens political party supporting, Amnesty member lefty idealist Australian Public Servant is worried. She’s worried about the prospect of her child mixing with – wait for it – bogans.
Next to a big ad for the supposedly progressive GetUp group, she describes herself:
Working full time in the public service, I dream of ways to build a house for $190,000 within commuting distance of the office. I organise a book group named after a pub, I do a bit of yoga, and everyone thinks I’m a vegetarian, but I’m not actually. I’m in the union, and in Amnesty International, and I get heaps of letters from NGOs asking me for money. If any of them are reading, please note: I’m trying to be socially active in non-financial ways.
To help place Pauline politically, she explains her enthusiasm about her union – the leftist Community and Public Sector Union – conference:
And with Dr Carmen Lawrence on the bill I was more than ready to fork out an extravagant sum of money.
Outside law enforcement circles, we have never detected such enthusiasm to hear from Dr Lawrence, whose ability to forget things made her a most unimpressive witness at various public inquiries into her misconduct in office.
On her blog Pauline gets down to her main concern. The prospect of her prospective child mixing with the wrong people. She writes:
Bogan free childcare. An impossible dream?
Yes, I know that’s rude, and I’m a snob. The thing is, I catch public transport to and from work every day. I have developed strong views on bogans. And these have coalesced around the fear that if I do indeed require childcare at some point, my child may wind up at the mercy of those who I prefer not to sit next to, for around eight hours a day. And if that happens, my child may become a bogan. This is not a laughing matter.
Indeed, such blatant snobbery and elitism is more horrifying than humorous, particularly coming from a “socially active” person.
We hate to think what society she is actually trying to build. A “bogan free” one? One where it’s considered OK to look down one’s nose at working people with different priorities and who value different things.
A ‘bogan’ is defined as a pejorative term for:
a person who is, or is perceived to be, of a lower-class background. According to the stereotype, the speech and mannerisms of “bogans” indicate poor education, cheap clothing and uncultured upbringing. ‘Bogans’ usually reside in economically disadvantaged suburbs (often outer metropolitan) or rural areas.
It’s horrifying to think that an over-educated snob is operating within the Australian Public Service making decisions that impact on many Australians. The class war – it seems – is alive and well within the Left but not in the liberate the lower classes way that it once pretended it could.
Anyway, I will try to develop faith in the professionalism of childcare workers, and when it comes to the crunch I’ll give the centre a thorough inspection and carry out spot checks to make sure none of the staff smoke Winnie Blues, have frangipanni stickers on their cars, or listen to Pink on their ipods at antisocial levels.
As Borat would say: “SUCCCESS!”, for Comrade Pauline has removed her website from public view in light of the stink over her quest for “bogan free childcare.” That’s her right of course but it’s also our right to believe solemnly in the sacred power of screen-grab. We often keep copies of these things just in case the panicked reach for the delete button. The curious can click the screengrab below: