Good drinkers, bad swimmers and unlikely heroes. Since Australia’s birth in 1901, twenty-seven politicians have run the national show. Their time at the top has ranged from eight days for Frank Forde to 18 years for Bob Menzies. But whatever the length of their term, each Prime Minister has a story worth sharing.
Read on for an extract from The Good, The Bad and The Unlikely by Mungo MacCallum.
ABOUT THE BOOK
Edmund Barton united the bickering states in a federation; Billy Hughes forced US President Woodrow Wilson to take notice of Australia. The unlucky Jimmy Scullin took office days before Wall Street crashed into the Great Depression, while John Curtin faced the ultimate challenge of wartime leadership. John Gorton, Gough Whitlam and Paul Keating each shook up their parties’ policies so vigorously that none lasted much longer than a single term in office. With characteristic wit and expert knowledge, Mungo MacCallum brings the nation’s leaders to vivid life.
The Good, the Bad and the Unlikely tells the tale of the many men and one woman who’ve had a crack at running the country. It is a wonderfully entertaining education.
Australians aren’t very fond of their politicians, alive or dead; we have raised no great monuments to our former leaders.
We have no Lincoln Memorial, let alone a Mount Rushmore. But in the Victorian city of Ballarat, which has the distinction of being represented by two prime ministers – Alfred Deakin and James Scullin – there is an exception.
In the well-kept Botanic Gardens, near the lake, is the Prime Ministers Avenue: a double row of bronze busts of our heads of government from federation to the present day. These are the brainchild and gift of Richard Crouch, who had the distinction of being the youngest member of the parliament of 1901 and, coincidentally, served at different times under both Deakin and Scullin. A noted patron of the arts, Crouch commissioned the first six busts in the avenue and left a bequest to enable the project to continue indefinitely; which it has.
Today, the first thing that strikes the visitor is the sheer number; for a country that has only recently passed its first centenary as a nation, we seem to have had more Prime Ministers than strictly necessary.
The impression is compounded by the recollection that just one of them, Robert Menzies, had a total of 19 years, and another two, Bob Hawke and John Howard, about the same between them. It doesn’t leave a lot to be divided among the rest. Perhaps the speed of the turnover reflects the dynamism of a young, bustling country, or perhaps Australians just have a short attention span. But it has given us a parade of leaders which is pretty impressive – at least in bronze.
At the top of the avenue are the founding fathers, Edmund Barton and Alfred Deakin; then we work our way through the other early federationists, Chris Watson and George Reid, and into the war years with Andrew Fisher, Joseph Cook and Billy Hughes. Stanley Bruce takes us to the Depression and Jimmy Scullin into it. Joseph Lyons and Earle Page complete the lead-up to World War II, and Robert Menzies, Arthur Fadden and John Curtin take us through it.
Frank Forde and Ben Chifley usher us out of it and into the second Menzies era; then there is the flurry of Menzies’s successors – Harold Holt, John McEwen, John Gorton and Billy McMahon – before modern times begin with Gough Whitlam, Malcolm Fraser, Bob Hawke and Paul Keating. The two bespectacled dumplings of John Howard and Kevin Rudd provide an incongruous duo, while Julia Gillard is the token woman. Tony Abbott and Malcolm Turnbull round up the parade, the latter unveiled in November 2022. Scott Morrison and Anthony Albanese are still to come.
As a more personal indication of the rate of change, I note that my lifetime spans 18 of the figures – well over half – and I have known fourteen of them and been on first-name terms with 13. I offer this as my credential for presuming to write about them in less than worshipful tones – that and my lifelong fascination with the political process. Even in its darkest phases (and it must be admitted that recent times have not been all that bright) it remains our only hope; as a wise man once said, it is the only way we can resolve our disputes without killing each other.
And it should be said that all those who have led us – yes, all – have in their own way kept that great ideal in mind. Of course, some have done better than others; among the number have been successes and failures and mere seat-warmers – the good, the bad and the unlikely. But in all of them I have found something I can relate to, something that is recognisably part of the Australia to which they have led us.
Doing the research has also led me to a bit of rethinking. I found the revered but many-faced Deakin a far less admirable character than I had expected, and I discovered a lot to like about Reid, often dismissed as a buffoon. I unearthed redeeming features in Hughes, the great Labor rat, but not many in Page, celebrated as the first doyen of the Country Party.
I was surprised by the number of flaws in Curtin, although these were reduced to insignificance by his achievements, and I ended up wondering if Chifley, perhaps the most loved of our leaders, was really up to the job.
Reviewing my contemporaries was harder; it is difficult to be objective about people you think you know. But I was confirmed in my belief that the most significant were the most courageous, the ones who burst through the roadblocks not only in society but within their own parties.
Gorton attacked the shibboleth of states’ rights to which the Liberals had clung long after it had become a hindrance to good government; he took on the conservative premiers from around the country and, in the process, saved the Great Barrier Reef from oil drilling. Whitlam turned the Labor Party upside down, trashing White Australia and the sectarian opposition to state aid, and, it is often forgotten, started the breakdown of tariff barriers and the whole system of protection.
Hawke as Prime Minister, with Keating as Treasurer, completed the process by floating the currency and opening up the financial networks to international competition. These were the heroes, the ones who chose, in Whitlam’s phrase, to crash through or crash; in the end they did both. None of them lasted much longer than a single term in office.
As I said, Australians aren’t very fond of their politicians. Perhaps we would appreciate them better if we knew more about them.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Mungo MacCallum (1941–2020) was one of Australia’s most influential and entertaining political journalists, in a career spanning more than four decades.
Mungo worked with the Australian, the Age, the Financial Review, Sydney Morning Herald and numerous magazines, as well as the ABC, SBS, Channel Nine and Channel Ten. His books include the bestselling Mungo: The Man Who Laughs, Run Johnny Run: The Story of the 2004 Election, Poll Dancing: The Story of the 2007 Election and Punch & Judy: The Double Disillusion Election of 2010.
Mungo was the author of The Good, the Bad and the Unlikely: Australia’s Prime Ministers. An updated edition will be published in 2023 with additional chapters by award winning author Frank Bongiorno (Dreamers and Schemers).