This nastiest of governments will send refugees now, genuine refugees, actual refugees, to the Killing Fields and pay big money to ‘settle’ them there.
My son Jack’s novel Mango Rain is set in Cambodia. It’ll be out next year. Reading this draft of it, I’m glad he doesn’t live there any more. There’s a lot of street violence in it, starvation, AIDS, abuse of children. Half of all Cambodians want to live somewhere else. Now more of them will.
This whole thing, ‘outsourcing our conscience’, a bloke on Agenda called it yesterday, begs a lot of questions. Will the refugees have jobs? What jobs are these? Will they get support from here? Will they be encouraged to whore themselves if they are children? Will they be allowed to visit their cousins in Australia? Will they be allowed to visit them for six months? Will they be allowed, if they pay, to come to university here? If they qualify as doctors, will they be let in to treat the sick in country towns here? Or will they be blacklisted, not allowed to join their husbands, mothers, children here, however qualified they are, for even a holiday?
The whole thing is contemptible, and not just for these reasons. It’s contemptible also because, as MH 370 shows, boats are getting through all the time. If you can’t find a plane that big in eight weeks, how can you find a boat that small in three days?
Morrison’s not been telling us how many boats have set out, lest we ask Indonesian witnesses how many more have. They’re clearly coming in via Western Australia, and in packed meat trucks getting to Adelaide, Melbourne and Sydney.
Morrison is meantime harbouring two murderers and the Governor-General should sack him and the Commonwealth Police — or the ACT Attorney General — arrest him for perverting, or attempting to pervert the course of justice.
A nasty, nasty government. It always was. But now it’s plain to everyone how nasty it is.