I want to begin by briefly comparing the style of this book with 'King Brown Country: The Betrayal of Papunya' by Russell Skelton (2010), that I read previously on a recommendation. The events of 'King Brown Country' are fascinating and make for absorbing reading, but Skelton is a journalist and he went out to Papunya to explicitly explore its recent history, not to write a memoir. He is an outsider who made himself thoroughly informed and has written an excellent piece of investigative journalism that exposes much of the murky workings of certain individuals and bureaucratic systems that have repeatedly failed this community. He states his position clearly and I respect him all the more for that. It is an excellent piece of writing, but I want to make the point that it is stylistically very different to 'The Politics of Suffering' (2009), which is crafted with much more personal feeling and literary sensitivity on the part of Peter Sutton. There is a logical reason for this too, Sutton has worked as an anthropologist, linguist and land rights activist with Aboriginal people for over 40 years. As much as he is an academic authority on many issues, he also has a deep understanding of cultural nuances. He was taken as a son into an Indigenous family at Aurukun, Cape York Peninsula in 1976 and has lived in communities for extended periods of time. His close relationships with many Indigenous people and the breadth of his professional experience allow him to mine the personal, to reflect on his own narrative and how it has changed over the years.
This is a deeply disturbing book. I mean that in the way that it challenges even what you might think are your most liberal, culturally sensitive attitudes. Sutton’s politics were forged in the heady days of 1970s left-wing idealism - self-determination, land-rights and post-assimilation, post-mission era confidence. But it is this very liberal consensus that Sutton interrogates, not its validity at the time, but its failure to result in the radical changes that him and his peers believed in so wholeheartedly. He charts the unravelling of communities as they were left to somehow fill the vacuum left by the abolition of mission control and supposed to function as some sort of hybrid blackfella/whitefella community without the traditional moorings they once had or the government management of recent times. The introduction of alcohol, decreasing employment levels, the migration of Indigenous people away from communities to outstations, closer to their traditional lands but further from resources, schools and jobs, the failures of government to hold individuals to account and stark cultural differences between European settler and Indigenous ways of life all contributed to catastrophic declines in life expectancy, employment and literacy and marked increases in infant mortality, disease and violence.
The thread that runs through this book, however, is a message of humanity. Sutton argues that if we are to consider anything such as a formal reconciliation or seriously ‘closing the gap,’ we need to re-frame our approach and start at the personal level. It is, he says, the relationships between humans that matter. Nothing really changes if it doesn’t establish roots in the ground first. All the policy and good intentions in the world, while necessary and beneficial, will not result in the major shifts needed unless Australians en masse can start communicating with each other as equals. This means simply making more connections, seeing people as individuals, not as part of a collective other, which makes it all too easy to simplify and ignore the complexities that characterise every human society. It was validating to read this well-articulated argument, as it accorded with what I already believed. I have just spent 10 weeks living and working in a remote Indigenous community, my first visit to Central Australia. I wrote in an email to my family, not long after I arrived, that making connections across what I had personally felt was a wide cultural gap, “is surely the key to greater understanding and empathy on both sides.”
The issues covered in this book are complex and Sutton traverses so much in his exploratory narrative. Ancient and recent history, policy, personal anecdotes; they all coalesce into a rich mosaic held together by a clear logic and a profound sensitivity. It is necessary reading if you are at all interested in the rights of every Australian to quality of life, safety from violence and neglect, access to opportunity and the freedom to dream - I really hope you are.