VIVA LA ASTOR!

This, friends, is the Astor Theatre

Now, those of my readers who live in Melbourne may already know and love the Astor, but please indulge me for the benefit of those who haven’t yet succumbed to the charms of this cinematic oasis. 

Since 1936, the Astor Theatre has operated as a cinema in the Melbourne suburb of St Kilda, changing ownership a few times in the intervening decades. Most recently it was leased by a bloke called George Florence, who instigated the cinema’s wildly eclectic programming mix of classics, block office titans and the offbeat cult film. Indeed, I don’t think there’s a share household between St Kilda and Altona that doesn’t have the six-monthly poster program stuck somewhere, usually behind a toilet door, listing a terrific variety of films to see.

Over the last two decades, I’ve been a regular visitor to the Astor.

This is partly because the Astor used to charge ten dollars for a double feature, It’s now fifteen dollars, but that’s still incredibly competitive when placed against the small mortgage one needs to take out to see a film in one of the chains. Back in my student days, it was a godsend to a hungry cinephile like me. 

However, I always keep coming back to the Astor for the charm and the atmosphere. When you got to see a film at the Astor, it’s an event. The place reeks charm and class. The decor, the screen’s gold curtains, the chandeliers – it all puts me in the mind to drink in some cinema. 

It was also a great place to take a date, despite the somewhat lumpen quality of the chairs. It seems the old world feel of the place and a certain quality of the light allows young hearts to run free. In that regard, I have a lot to thank the Astor for. 

The snack bar ain’t too shabby either. In addition to the regular cinema grub you’ll find cakes, coffee, amazing choc tops and a lot of good stuff to sustain you through a film.

If all this weren’t enough, Marzipan the Cat also frequents the foyer and loves it when you give her a pat. 

Now, why am I plugging the place?

Well, St Michael’s Grammar School took over the property a few years ago, when property market pressures meant the cinema was in danger of being shut down and demolished. They’ve been a good landlord until recently, when they have hinted they do not wish to renew the lease and instead turn the cinema into a full-time school hall and uniform shop.

This is a reversal of the previously stated arrangement, which had St Michael’s using the space during the day and for special functions. It seemed to be a co-habiting situation that would work well for both parties. Obviously, for some reason, the school no longer thinks this is the case. 

Losing the Astor would be a blow to Melbourne’s cinema lovers, who increasingly find themselves confined to impersonal, cold, uncomfortable and over-expensive multiplexes. It would be a blow to the areas’s heritage, as the Astor is a magnificent example of art-deco architecture and furnishing, in excellent condition and relatively unchanged by the decades. 

What can we do about this? Well, the key thing is to let St Michael’s know that the theatre can remain open to the public AND be used by the school. You can do this in a few ways.

Join Friends of the Astor Theatre on Facebook

You can follow their updates on Twitter

Both social media streams will have details of upcoming events you can take part in.

Most importantly, you can sign the petition to St Michael’s, urging them not to close the Astor.

Your signatures could make a real difference in keeping a golden slice of Melbourne’s history alive! Let’s get to it!

A CHANGE IS GONNA COME.

I don’t know what it is about the issue of marriage equality that gets me so wound up.

Perhaps it’s due to the fact that I get married earlier this year. Heather and I got married at the Holy Cross Church in Kincumber on a gusty, stormy day in mid-January and I gotta say, it was, to date, the best day of my life. The two of us got to proclaim our love in front of our families in a place that was very special to us. We had one hell of a party, dancing to Style Council and Amy WInehouse well into the night. Everybody who was there will tell you it was golden.

I guess I want everyone to be able to proclaim their love for their partner in such a way. Not a trip to the registry to enter into a ‘civil union’ , that ridiculous ‘separate but equal’ equivalent.

No, I want any consenting adult to be able to get hitched, married, wedded to whoever they want, barring a blood relative.

I love the way I feel being married. I love my wife, I want to spend the rest of my life with her and I know that the promise we made in January is a very real aid in achieving that. If nothing else, the thought of crossing the old school, bruiser of a priest who married us keeps me up at night.

Furthermore, I feel like marriage is incredibly good for society as a whole – an institution that reinforces responsibility and fidelity.

Why wouldn’t you want as many people as part of that institution as possible?

Anyway, it’s been a couple of weeks when the issue of marriage equality has been in the headlines.

In the Australian Senate, an inquiry has been held into legislation that has been tabled. Submissions have been gathered from across the nation, both for and against. Religious, health and community groups, as well as individuals made submissions and some were called before a panel in order to elaborate on their remarks. Such perennial anti-gay lobbyists as Jim Wallace and David Van Gend both spoke. I’ll get back to them later.

 Saturday saw the Equal Love rally in major cities across Australia. I made it to the rally in Melbourne, attended by about 4000 of my fellow Melburnians. After hearing from such folks as Magda Szubanski and Charlie Pickering, we all marched through the city to the registry building, where we dispersed after much chanting and cheering. It was a great day, despite a rather brisk wind and it gave me the sense that maybe, just maybe my fellow Australians were on the right side of this struggle. Around me I saw people from all walks of life – young, old, ferals, professionals, suburbanites, parents and kids. There was no demographic overly represented – it just seemed as if a cross-section of the public had been scooped up and dumped in front of the State Library of Victoria.

It was later, when I got home, when my mood was soured by the news that 150 medical professionals had allegedly signed a document arguing against same sex marriage, stating that it was bad for kids. The media was quick to run with this news, with stories appearing in the Age and the Herald Sun, referring to the Senate Submission made by a group called ‘Doctors For The Family‘. Amongst those who put their name to the document was Kuruvilla George, Victoria’s deputy chief psychiatrist.

It wasn’t until the next day that a blogger, Marian Dalton, did more in an hour than the journalists of the ABC and the Herald Sun had over the course of a day.

She showed that ‘Doctors for the Family’ is nothing more than front for evangelical Christians, and furthermore not much more than a glorified mailing list. Chrys Stevenson, another blogger was quick off the bat and managed to link many on the list to a number of anti-gay evangelical groups. Marian also blogged the following day, tearing apart the studies that the letter had cited as evidence for its claims and articulating for all the bad science and logic espoused by these medical professionals.

Now, I’m all for there being two, three, four sides of an argument and I’m all for the freedom to voice them. I would never want to curtail anybody’s right to voice their opinion on an issue as emotive as same sex marriage.

However, I find something despicable about a religious group using the cloak of authority and the goodwill generated by the medical profession to peddle weak, bad science and faulty logic. I find it atrocious that George, a member of the board of the Victorian Equal Opportunity and Human Rights Commission would find it acceptable to voice such an opinion using hix professional credentials to lend credence to them.

Predictably, there is now a feud over whether Kuruvilla should step down, with Derryn Hinch weighing in for his removal and Andrew Bolt leaping to his defence.

Personally, I’d just find a lot more respect within me for the opponents of same sex marriage if they just came out with the truth of their feelings – ‘Our religion teaches us that homosexuality is wrong and those those who indulge in it go to hell’.

I wouldn’t agree with them – not one bit – but I would know that they were speaking the truth of what they believe.

It’s clear that in this country, there’s a long way to go to opening the gates of marriage to everyone, regardless of sexuality. There are obviously powerful, vested interests who are spending a lot of money to campaign against any legislation that threatens to change the definition of marriage. A cursory glance at the comment section of any newspaper will demonstrate that homophobia is alive and well in the community.

However, when I think about that and I start to feel a little down, I pull out a photo I took at Saturday’s rally. It shows students and teachers from the high school I taught at last year, McKinnon Secondary College, at the forefront of the march. They’re all wearing t-shirts that proudly proclaim where they’re from. The smiles on their faces and the way they stand close together show they’re in the fight together, regardless of sexuality.

So yeah, we might have a fight on our hands, we who want marriage equality, but we’re gonna win.

We’re gonna win because the younger generation is a lot wider to the schemes and manipulations of the fearful and close-minded.

A change is gonna come.

The ‘Doctors for The Family’ Senate Submission, TRANSLATED!

A group of 150 doctors and psychologists today published a copy of their submission to the Australian Senate’s inquiry into same sex marriage. Here, for your edification, I have attempted to parse their words and show you the full intent.

Doctors for the Family was established in November 2011 to highlight the health aspects of
marriage and family and ensure a healthy future for our children.

Doctors for the Family was established in November 2011 because banding together as a group lobbying for the interests of ‘the children’ is a handy cover for our homophobia. It also acts as a bulwark against any litigation.

We believe that marriage as reflected and proclaimed in the Marriage Act 2004 “…the union of a man and a woman to the exclusion of all others, voluntarily entered into for life” to be the basis of healthy marriage and family.

Marriage is, for us, an institution rooted in eight years of tradition and handed down to us by the prophet-PM, John Howard. These ninety-six months have given us all we know of this most stable of all human relationships.

We believe that marriage as defined is the basis of a healthy society. We submit that the evidence is clear that children who grow up in a family with a mother and father do better in all parameters than children without.

We’ve sat down and after hours of research, we’ve cherry-picked results from one study to support our position that gay and lesbian people are terrible people and have no idea how to rear a child.

Seriously, what more do you want from us?

We believe it is important for the future health of our nation to retain this definition and we oppose moves to alter this definition to include “same-sex marriage”.

We have so little faith in this wanton, craven, so-called ’21st century’ that we believe that if you let gay and lesbians enter into a loving, life-long covenant, society itself will fracture and devolve into a state of bloody mindless anarchy. We have no evidence for this. It just will be.

We also believe marriage as currently defined is more stable than so-called same-sex “marriage”.

Heterosexual marriage will be destroyed, obliterated by the legalization of ‘same-sex marriage’. For the first time, adultery, promiscuity, abuse and irresponsible behaviour will enter the institution of marriage and will eat it from the inside, like a worm devouring an apple.

We further submit that legalisation of same-sex marriage will have significant ramifications that have been confirmed by research and events here and elsewhere.

This afternoon we did a ring-around and came up with some more reasons why we believe that same-sex marriage will impinge and destroy our personal freedoms.

· the further “normalising” of homosexual behaviour through education with all the health
consequences of that behaviour for our children.

Children will be forced to learn that being gay is a perfectly acceptable and normal way of being and will miss out on the beatings that force it back into the dark smelly hole we believe it crawled from.

Also, kids that aren’t gay to begin with will start to think that being gay is some kind of adventurous act of rebellion and will engage in gay behaviour to fit in and be cool, like Justin Bieber.

· denial of parental option to withdraw their children from that education – a fundamental
rejection of the rights of the family/

Parents will not be able to prevent their children from hearing multiple points of view, a restriction of free speech and expressions of we Ignorant-Australians.

· charges of “hate-speech” and vilification, if we voice our belief that every child needs a
mother and a father, will gain further legitimacy.

People will be able to sue us and take us to court for being bigots. We’re not bigots, we’re just terrified of one segment of situation and want to restrict their freedoms in order to make ourselves feel better.

· likewise freedom of speech and belief regarding the position we believe marriage has in
society will be more limited.

If we allow gays and lesbians to get married, then people will start abusing us and that simply won’t do. We’re just trying to look out for the rest of you by restricting the rights and freedoms of others, don’t you understand?

· further pressure on adoption agencies to approve adoption to same-sex couples and closure of agencies that fail to do that

Gays will get the best babies! The best babies!

We trust that this Senate Inquiry will realise the significance of any distortion of what marriage really is, the continuing benefits of marriage to the Australian community, the place of marriage in history and our culture and we strongly recommend that there be no change to the definition of marriage as presently enshrined in law.

We’ve had months and months and months to prepare a compelling case as to why same-sex marriage should be legalized, but c’mon, we’re doctors and we’re doctors that go to church. We know best. We just do.

Don’t change marriage. Not only will we be terrified and scared, but we will have lost a substantial source of lobbying income.

Signed,

<LIST OF DOCTORS>

TAG, YOU’RE NICKED.

If there’s one thing that a decade teaching has taught me, it’s that you’re not going to get anywhere without a little trust.

It’s the glue that fixes those wads of knowledge that you toss at kids to their minds. Students can’t hope to devote their full attention to the attainment and retaining of knowledge if they don’t feel that they can trust the teacher.

In order to create a trusting learning environment, teachers need to ensure a few key basic criteria are met. They need to ensure that there are clear, defined rules by which students (and staff) are to abide. They should demonstrate a clear interest in the lives and well-being of their students. Finally, teachers need to make sure that students are free of fear – that they feel where they learn is a safe, protected space.

It’s this last notion – the idea of the classroom as a safe, protected space that has news of teachers ‘dobbing in’ students who tag their workbooks and pencils as part of a new anti-graffiti program, sticking in my craw.

Here is a program that not only goes a long way to breaking the connections we build with some of our most vulnerable students, but sets a worrying precedent for teaching profession in future years.

Kids tag their workbooks and pencilcases. It is a universal constant. No amount of carrot or stick is going to change that. As long as children have learned, they’ve doodled and drawn on the work, from vellum, to slate, to 100 page lined workbook. Often, it’s the kids who feel disconnected and disinterested in their studies (particularly in the middle years) who are the most egregious offenders in this respect.

How are we going to manage to build the kind of mutual respect and rapport that allows teachers to steer these students towards a productive pathway if they’re constantly going to be afraid of their teacher sneaking off to the scanner to upload the doodle they did in Period 6 English?

It is also a common thing that students often copy and practice the tags they see around them in their workbooks. I’ve seen some of Melbourne’s most notorious taggers appear in the workbooks of my students and unless they’ve followed me from school to school, I don’t think that those wanted men are the 14 year old boys and girls I’ve shepherded through Year 9 English.

What’s to stop police in need of a quick conviction slapping a fine and a criminal record on a kid who was dopey enough to copy a tag? Not every student has the kind of parents who could afford lawyers to get them out of such a scenario.

It’s a terrible idea, a poorly-realised program that takes one of the chief tools we have as teachers away from us. Trust.

What is to stop the DEECD and the Baillieu government, as part of their law and order agenda, ordering teachers to report antisocial activities that kids might write about? I’ve read enough essays that have incorporated (probably highly-exaggerated) tales of youthful indiscretion to know that I’d have a lot more paperwork to fill out if this was to become a requirement.

We are teachers, not babysitters and especially not police. Acting as part of a panopticon should, no, must never be part of the job description for Victorian teachers.

Yes, graffiti is a problem (despite street art being a major tourism drawcard for Melbourne) and as a community, we need to come down on anti-social destruction of property. However, there is more than one way to tackle this. Fostering talent for street art in schools is one way – McKInnon Secondary College’s Graffiti Busters has had a lot of success in that regard. Other mentoring programs for at-risk youth that reward productive artistic contributions in community spaces have also worked well.

Spying, dobbing, sneaking around is not the answer.

What do you think? I’m interested to hear your comments.

Robert Hamilton Stuchbery

There are a few distinct ways in which I feel very, very close to Robert Hamilton Stuchbery, my great-grandfather.

1). He enjoyed a feed.
2). He got bored easily.
3). He had a knack for avoiding hard work.
4). He had a way of talking things down, making the bad and terrible – say a Turkish shelling – seem a mere annoyance.

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The Process Of Belief

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Courier Mail article, 15th April, 2012, 12.00am. – ‘Teen God squad Culture Shifters’ miracle cure claims‘.

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Thinking Matters

It was during the rather muddled, theologically shaky murmurings of Cardinal Pell on Monday night’s Q&A and the audience’s rather juvenile hooting and hollering that I began to lament the demise of the classical education.

Sure, the young men (and it was mostly men) of the Renaissance and Enlightenment eras spent most of their time in rote learning, interspersed with the occasional sound thrashing with a springy cord of birch, but there was much to admire about another aspect of their education.

That is, they spent a great deal of time learning how to think, how to defend their ideas and developed a good knowledge of some of the great minds that have driven human thought.

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Some thoughts on Cyber-bullying

Today, in The Age, an article on cyber-bullying. It begins:

PSYCHOLOGISTS and educators need to go back to the drawing board on cyber-bullying and admit they have little idea what is driving the epidemic among students, a study suggests.
 
And, in a finding that has surprised the researchers, it found cyber-bullying does not appear to have the same roots as traditional bullying.
 

Now, I’m not a psychologist, nor have I engaged in the kind of research into youth that those referred to in the article have carried out. However, I have spent the majority of the last decade working with young people. More specifically, I’ve worked with young people who have  increasingly spent more and more time staring into some form of screen.  I’m also part of that first generation to rely on the internet as a form of instant communication, to take the internet and use it as a conduit to bare our soul, along with Radiohead lyrics.

With that in mind, I’d like to posit two factors that I feel contribute to this explosion in the number of young people getting online and tearing strips off one another.

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An Easter Message

Easter has arrived and with it, a tide of seasonal messages.

While Pope Benedict scolded the faithful about woman priests, his man in Melbourne, Reverend Hart has taken the occasion to have a crack at gay marriage. Hart’s Anglican counterpart, Archbishop Freier went all ‘Occupy’, whilst Andrew Bolt tells to leave Jesus alone.

Amidst the weighty words of such learned men, I hope I can be forgiven for throwing my own Easter message out there.

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MELBOURNE, AVALON NEEDS YOU!

There’s a lot to love about Melbourne in winter.

A good excuse to adopt a monochrome wardrobe, drink more coffee than usual and spend weekends by the heater, screaming at a bunch of men kicking a ball around in the mud. It’s the time of you can stuff your face with dumplings in some Chinatown eatery and not face drowning in a monsoon of sweat and steam. Schlepping around in trackies and thermals on a rainy Sunday is encouraged. There’s lots of sports on the telly.

Yes, it’s a good time of year.

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