As we prepare to fire up the BBQ, hit the beach and (for some) don the flag Superman-style in preparation for Australia Day, it seems a good time to reflect on what ties all us Aussies together.
Is it simply a series of rituals like the family camping trip? A national mythology built around “mateship”? Knowledge of Don Bradman’s batting average? Nope. I reckon that social cohesion in Australia should derive from a set of shared experiences that bind us with our fellow countrymen and women. And with social capital, the relational bonds which tie us together, at their weakest in decades, I believe that compulsory national service is the way to reinvigorate our sense of common purpose.
It’s slavery, slavery to the State you dimwit.