Re: Only in Adelaide? Hardly!
Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2011 12:51 pm
Here's another piece to put it all into perspective. Don't be put off by the title. I actually think this is quite a positive article... in a back-handed kind of way.
Australia’s most liveable city produces excellent whine
by David Penberthy
10 Jun 05:55am
In the exciting world of statistics and public policy, one set of findings often begets another diametrically opposed set of findings. For example, there appears to be a direct link between worrying about multiculturalism and living in those parts of Australia untouched by multiculturalism.
Take a trip up the Queensland coast to Caloundra or go to a hinterland town such as Gympie. Aside from lemon chicken at the local Chinese, there is no discernible non-Anglo influence in these communities. Most of their residents wouldn’t know a burqa from a beer mat. Yet these were the same places which elected One Nation MPs in bid to protect their gloriously monocultural lifestyle, despite that lifestyle being under siege from absolutely nothing.
Over the past 12 months there have been three different surveys which have all identified Adelaide as the most liveable city in Australia.
On every measure – housing affordability, quality of public transport, green space, congestion – South Australians are ostensibly the happiest people in the land. The flipside of these findings is that, despite the apparently overwhelming levels of contentment, Adelaide is well-represented and probably over-represented in the whining stakes.
Talkback radio and the letters pages of the newspapers can be an imprecise measure of majority opinion. The negative overwhelms the positive, squeaky wheels make the loudest noise. As an Adelaide friend said the other day, tune into 2GB in Sydney and you won’t hear people calling Ray Hadley to commend CityRail for delivering a morning train service which was clean, punctual and staffed by cheery guards.
Despite these qualifiers there are two special qualities which distinguish Adelaide’s whingers. The first is that they appear to have no sense or interest of how their lot compares to people in the rest of the country. The second is the remarkably low-level nature of some of their complaints, which are often so trifling that you’d think people would be embarrassed to give voice to them.
From a crowded field the best example of this mindset is the isolated but intense community backlash over a modest proposal by the SANFL football club Glenelg to install lights at its oval. The proposal has met all the planning requirements and been supported by council, and would let the club play a modest five or six night games a year. This is not Rio’s Maracana stadium. Even with lights the club would be giddy with excitement if it got 5000 people to a game. Yet some neighbours of the club –all of whom moved into the area well after the oval opened in 1898 – have taken legal action against the plan. One of their complaints is that kids will sit behind the goals and bang the advertising hoardings when their team scores, and have asked that cushions be placed along the fence to muffle the sound.
When an unremarkable $31million was spent extending the city’s tramlines west to service the University of South Australia campus and the Entertainment Centre, the project was hailed as a white elephant which would be shunned by commuters. Now people are complaining that there aren’t enough carriages. There have also been complaints about congestion – I remember seeing one photograph in which every seat was full and about five people were standing up holding the hand rails – with this scene of apparent chaos featured under a headline asking “Is this really good enough?” Anyone who doesn’t think it’s good enough should catch a train in Sydney where the carriages resemble Picasso’s Guernica as the sardine-like travellers twist themselves into odd shapes on their routinely abysmal morning commute. The people who ring 2GB have got every right to complain; those who rail about rail on 891 should probably get out more.
The opening of an underpass on South Road and Anzac Highway, which has smoothed the traffic flow at this once-congested intersection, was initially denounced for causing delays as the tunnelling was underway. It is difficult to see how else you can dig an extremely large hole under the city’s busiest roadway.
Within three years the city will get a brand-new sports stadium which, aside from being a boon for footy fans who must currently make the dreary trip to the soulless concrete monstrosity that is AAMI Stadium, will also turn the Torrens into a dynamic entertainment precinct. Complaints against this project have been manifold.
The parklands mafia – the same people who regard the Bicentennial Conservatory or the Wine Centre not as architectural marvels but an offence to green space – are ready to lash themselves with their pearls to the front of the Range Rover to stop any incursions into this sacred (if unused) territory. Cricket purists have moaned about drop-in pitches and the fact that Hills view - which no longer really exists anyway - will be obscured. It says something about the compelling nature of a five-day test match that people would rather be looking at the Hills. If it’s the Hills they really want to watch they should drive to Mt Lofty.
On Monday of this week talkback radio went into near-meltdown when a bunch of callers said they attended Sunday’s Socceroos-All Whites Game, on an uncharacteristically rainy day, and lo and behold got wet. I was at the game and I got wet too. It tends to happen when it rains. The fact that the new stand is not a hermetically-sealed moisture-free enclosure has prompted some spectators to demand refunds from the SACA for the horror which they and their kids endured. As one isolated logical caller told 891, given that it had been pouring all day, maybe these people should have taken their spray jackets.
It’s the new hospital which is the daddy of them all in the complaints department. Sure, the cost of the project has gone up, and the Government should have done a more candid and vigilant job in documenting the budget. But in comparison with lesser infrastructure projects interstate, the $400m cost overrun is loose change. And given the ferocity of the complaints you would think the State Government has been caught with secret plans to build a nuclear-powered brothel at the Burnside Village, as opposed to the most modern and well-equipped hospital in the entire nation.
The numberplates say “The Wine State”. At times this sounds more like a typo, given the apparently unyielding horror of living in Australia’s most liveable city.