Bess Nungarrayi Price |
August 27, 2009
Article
from:
The Australian
I WAS
born under a tree at a place called Yuendumu. My father was 10 when he first saw
a white man. I speak Warlpiri and some of four other languages plus English.
We have had so many
self-appointed people, black and white, who have decided to be our spokespeople,
who know nothing about us and our issues.
They are the people who have
been running the show all these years without ever asking us whether it's OK for
them to do so. They are the people who want to keep us in the dark as if we are
some sort of Stone Age people.
It took urgent measures by the
federal government in 2007 to help our people, for them to recognise what was
happening to them and do something for themselves before it was too late.
I am one of those people who
embraced the government's move. To me it meant at last somebody was
acknowledging there was a crisis that needed to be addressed. For a long time
our people's lives have been in a state of crisis, spiralling downwards,
rapidly, uncontrollably.
The protesters against this
intervention seem to care only when whitefellas kill blackfellas. They don't
care when our kids are killed by their own people or they commit suicide.
Three of my brothers drank
themselves to death in the Alice Springs town camps. Two nieces, one 21, one 26,
did the same.
My granddaughter was murdered
in a town camp, stabbed by her ex-husband. The ambulance wouldn't go in there
without a police escort because the drunks attack them when they go there to
save a life. So she died waiting for them.
I could go on all day about
the violence I have seen. Yet these protesters treat me like an enemy. They have
told the world that I am a drunk and that I support the government only because
it pays me to do work for them.
They have never given me a
chance to talk at their rallies.
They bring white students and
cranky Kooris and Murris up from down south who know nothing about us and who
hate whitefellas. They look for local people who think like they do and try to
keep the rest quiet and away from the media.
I know plenty of Aboriginal
women here who want the intervention because they can feed their kids now.
The protesters treat them like
enemies as well. They never support the old women who come in from the bush to
protest against the grog.
They attacked the women at the
women's centre at Yuendumu when they set up their own shop. They took the side
of the violent men and the corrupt ones in our communities and refused to
support the women worried about their kids or sick of being beaten up by drunks.
They have never even tried to talk to us.
White people told us that they
wanted to preserve our language, so now my people can't express themselves to
the rest of the world and rely on white people to do it for them. I went to
school before the bilingual program started, yet I speak Warlpiri and English
better than our kids and our grandkids.
Our people need to be
challenged. There needs to be an open and honest debate among ourselves. These
protesters have done their best to stop that from happening, calling it
"solidarity". With all the money the government has poured into our self-managed
organisations and communities, everything has gotten worse.
Our organisations can put
energy into campaigning against government policies and getting the UN to take
notice of their views, but they don't stop our men from murdering our women, our
kids from killing themselves. They don't keep our languages alive. All they can
do is bleat for more money. We have the strength ourselves if we can only be
honest for once. The intervention started this debate. That is the best thing
about it. It has made us think for the first time about what's happened to us,
where we are and where we want to go.
The Racial Discrimination Act
has not protected our people from ourselves. Now we know that and can do
something about it. Let's roll forward instead of backwards.
I was disgusted by the two
meetings with you (the Rollback the Intervention group) that I attended in Alice
Springs. All the talking was done by English speakers.
Almost all of the ones talking
do not speak our languages. They had no interpreters so my people could tell you
what they think. The announcements relating to the meetings were last minute, in
English and hidden away in the classified ads that my people don't, and many
can't, read.
I asked people to come and
talk but they said: "Kurntangka" - shameful. Those people at the meetings do not
make them feel welcome or confident; in fact they intimidate them.
My people, the ones with the
problems that the intervention is designed to address, were deliberately
excluded. They were lining up and down at the pub and the bottle shops as they
do every day or sitting in filth in the camps worrying about their kids and
waiting for the next round of grog-fuelled violence.
You were given a fairytale
version of our culture by people who don't live by our law. That mob wants you
to think that it is the government that causes all our problems. That is an
outrageous lie.
The government gets it wrong
because it consults with the wrong people. It gets it wrong because it cannot
help people who won't, or don't know how to, help themselves. We want to be able
to help ourselves.
We want leaders who will lead
us out of our misery, not sit around whingeing about how hard their lives are
when they have the jobs and the power. We want leaders who tell us that we are
not victims who can't do a thing for ourselves but sit around dying while we
wait for the government to get it right.
We want leaders who will
convince our own mob to stop drinking, fighting and feuding, who will get our
kids into school so we can produce our own professors of indigenous rights who
can go to your country to listen to your people's stories.
Bess Nungarrayi Price is
the chairwoman of the Northern Territory's Indigenous Affairs Advisory Council.
This is a speech she prepared for a meeting of the Rollback the Intervention
group.
