28 May 2012

Officialese

Standing on platform 1 at Flinders Street Station this evening, I heard the worst bit of pompous bureaucratic verbiage ever to be launched through a public address system.

"Due to operational reasons, the 5.20 train to Greensborough is soon to depart.  Please stand clear when the doors begin to close."

The time was 5.18 and counting.  The train was due to depart because -- assuming it left the platform at the appointed hour -- it was running to schedule.  Operational reasons go hang: the train was due to depart because passengers diligently consulting the timetable, paying optimistic attention to the display on the concourse, and observing the clock on the platform (more in hope than expectation?!) were all well informed of when the train was going to start rolling.

I think it's back to school for that customer service operative.

17 May 2012

Can anyone remind me what education is about?

About once every couple of years a story comes out in the news stream about a former pupil suing a school for some failure to achieve a particular goal.  The Age has come out with the latest manifestation of the frustrated expectations in private education racket.

There are a few things that strike me about the shape of this story.

The big issue is what schools are there to do.  Are they simply a funnel for people to get into a university course of their own selection?  Or do they exist to promote a broader ideal of what it is to be part of a learned (and learning) community?

Given the overwhelmingly utilitarian character of education in Australia -- let's face it, practically all education here is directed at specific productivity-driven ends; attempting a more liberal style of education is simply heading off into airy-fairy irrelevance -- suing a private school for failing to get someone into a high-profile law course is probably an eminently sensible and obvious thing to do.  The idea that teachers might want to teach the basics of good written English demonstrates that schools have yet to fall in with the ideological climate of the times, especially when maths is a higher-ranked subject in obtaining a university entrance score.

The problem I have with the focus on maths in this argument is that the law is all about language, and the interpretation of texts.  Michael Kirby has written about changes in the hermeneutic outlook of the Bench in his days as a student and young lawyer in NSW, and how these changes have transformed the practice of law in Australia over half a century or so.

Another things that strikes me is that the reporter doesn't state whether the young lady attempted year 12 at Geelong Grammar School.  All we're told is that she moved to Sydney to carry on secondary studies at TAFE -- which somehow required round-the-clock support from her mother, who gave away a lucrative business to make sure the student got through.  There was clearly some success on this front, resulting in admission to a double-degree at the University of Sydney.  Thank goodness Melbourne University isn't in that racket any more.

What struck me most of all was the self-defeating effort that goes into these actions. VCAT is a low-ranking court, and my guess is that the young lady has not been able to persuade a lawyer to act on her behalf.  I hope she intends to become a marine biologist or an advertising creative, because if she were to end up with an adverse finding while representing herself, it would be a serious drag on any would-be solicitor's resume.

I keep coming back to the question of what education is for.  It would be too much to expect VCAT to say something that would really the set the world alight, more's the pity.

Happy Ascension Day!

Pierre Cochereau and the Maitrisse de Notre Dame having a whale of a time with the Te Deum

11 May 2012

Out and about

I'll be playing at Ewing Memorial Uniting Church again this week.

The organ pieces will be:

Andante from Sonata in f minor (Op. 127) -- Josef Rheinberger
Voluntary -- Henry Purcell
Tuba Tune -- Dulcie Holland

10 May 2012

Double-think on breakfast television

There's something seriously wrong with commentary policy on the ABC, which you'll see in the cross back to the studio around 3:20.  To say something so utterly bone-headed as these two presenters do requires strong conservative principles, or a cheek so wide it could be mapped as a new continent.


Given that I have a lovely scar from an unexpected meeting between my bicycle and a sportscar a few years ago, I only wish I'd had the sense to report the driver at the time.  It took me months to get back on the bike.

No wonder the Cold War ended the way it did...