Sunday, September 6, 2009

TRIBUTE TO A TROUBADOUR

A person who played a large part in the painful gestation of the Little Darwin blogspot has long campaigned against social injustices in Australia , Indonesia and elsewhere . At university, he ruffled the professorial feathers of the senate by demonstrating against arcane traditions. Instead of jaunting about on sabbaticals and study conferences , he urged the academics to spend more time with undergraduates in classes helping them to become qualified.
After a varied life, he signed up as a mature age medical student and Little Darwin, in the Adelaide junk business at the time (some unkind persons might say we still are ) , was able to furnish him with a sphignometer, bought at auction for the cost of a packet of used band aids , our contribution to the advancement of medicine in Australia . After sailing in the First Fleet re-enactment as a medico, he enjoyed being lashed to the mast and started working on cruise ships in foreign countries.

A gifted, unusual wordsmith , his prose and emails dealing with many subjects have a Leunig like feel, a mixture of humour, despair,outrage and acute insights into the human condition.
Now , like a latter day King Canute, he lives by the seaside in Sydney , strumming discordant tunes on a banjo, muttering about the NSW Government - sure to be served with a noise abatement order .