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Monday, December 17, 2012

Mooro/Goomap

As I started writing a bit about Australia, as well as a bit about Aborigines, I thought it might be good to write a tiny bit about Perth.*

Even though it's not considered the favourite city amongst Australians (and those who move to Australia), I actually think it's quite nice. Maybe my initial unfamiliarity is to blame, but I like the fact that it's big enough and small enough at the same time. You can find everything you need and still not have your toes stepped on by five million people. There's concerts all the time and it's not being skipped over (which is often the case with Zagreb), and at the same time it's cozy enough to have this laid back vibe.

Anyway, Perth got its name from the home of Sir George Murray. He was born in Perth, Scotland, and was the Colonial Secretary who at that time represented Perth Shires in the House of Commons. It was the colony's first Governor, James Stirling, who later wanted to honour this man and thus named the city after his hometown.

The city's Aboriginal name is Mooro or Goomap. Before the Europeans colonised the area (in the 19th century), it had been inhabited by the Whadjuk Noongar people for over 40,000 years, according to evidence by archaeological findings on the Upper Swan River. These Aborigines occupied the southwest corner of Western Australia, living as hunter-gatherers. The wetlands on the Swan Coastal Plain were particularly important to them, both spiritually, featuring in local mythology, and as a source of food. Rottnest, Carnac and Garden Islands were also important to the Noongar. About 5,000 years ago the sea levels were low enough that they could walk to the limestone outcrops.

The area where Perth now stands was called Boorloo by the Aboriginals living there at the time of their first contact with Europeans in 1827. Boorloo formed part of Mooro, the tribal lands of the Yellagonga. It is one of several groups based around the Swan River and known collectively as the Whadjuk. The Whadjuk were part of a larger group of thirteen or more tribes which formed the south west socio-linguistic block known as the Noongar (meaning "the people" in their language), also sometimes called the Bibbulmun.

The first documented European sighting of the region was made by the Dutch Captain Willem de Vlamingh and his crew on 10 January 1697. Subsequent sightings between this date and 1829 were made by other Europeans, but as in the case of the sighting and observations made by Vlamingh, the area was considered to be inhospitable and unsuitable for the agriculture which would be needed to sustain a settlement (even though the present-day city lies on the mouth of the Swan river, close to the Indian Ocean and offering incredible protection and connection).

Although the British Army had established a base at King George Sound (later Albany) on the south coast of western Australia in 1826 in response to rumours that the area would be annexed by France, Perth was the first full-scale settlement by Europeans in the western third of the continent. The British colony would be officially designated Western Australia in 1832, but was known informally for many years as the Swan River Colony, after the area's major watercourse.


Swan River, WA

On 4 June 1829, newly arriving British colonists had their first view of the mainland, and Western Australia's Foundation Day has since been recognised by a public holiday on the first Monday in June each year. Captain James Stirling, aboard the Parmelia, said that Perth was "as beautiful as anything of this kind I had ever witnessed". On 12 August that year, Helen Dance, wife of the captain of the second ship, Sulphur, cut down a tree to mark the founding of the town.

It is clear that Stirling had already selected the name Perth for the capital well before the town was proclaimed, as his proclamation of the colony, read in Fremantle on 18 June 1829, ended "given under my hand and Seal at Perth this 18th Day of June 1829" by James Stirling Lieutenant Governor. The only contemporary information on the source of the name comes from Fremantle's diary entry for 12 August, which records that they "named the town Perth according to the wishes of Sir George Murray".

Beginning in 1831, hostile encounters (classic...) between the British settlers and the Noongar people – both large-scale land users with conflicting land value systems – increased considerably as the colony grew. This violent phase of the region's history culminated in a series of events in which the British overcame the indigenous people, including the execution of the Whadjuk elder Midgegooroo, the death of his son Yagan in 1833, and the Battle of Pinjarra (south of Perth) in 1834.

By 1843, when Yellagonga died, his people had begun to disintegrate after having been dispossessed of the land around the main settlement area of Perth. They retreated to the swamps and lakes north of the settlement area including Third Swamp, known to them as Boodjamooling. Boodjamooling continued to be a main camp-site for the remaining Noongar people in the Perth region, and was also used by travellers, itinerants  and homeless people. By the gold-rush days of the 1890s, they were joined by miners who were en-route to the Goldfields.

In 1850, Western Australia was opened to convicts at the request of farming and business people looking for cheap labour. Queen Victoria announced the city status of Perth in 1856. Australians are still known as Cons (Convicts) to lots of people around the World (especially Poms, as the Aussies refer to the British).

On 19 September 2006, the Federal Court of Australia brought down a judgment recognising Noongar native title over the Perth metropolitan area, in the case of Bennell vs. State of Western Australia [2006] FCA 1243.

To explain it a bit better, Native title is the recognition by Australian law that some Indigenous people have rights and interests to their land that come from their traditional laws and customs (which the organisation I work in provides services for). Native title rights and interests may include rights to:
  • live on the area
  • access the area for traditional purposes, like camping or to do ceremonies
  • visit and protect important places and sites
  • hunt, fish and gather food or traditional resources like water, wood and ochre
  • teach law and custom on country.
Native title rights and interests differ from Indigenous land rights in that the source of land rights is a grant of title from government. The source of native title rights and interests is the system of traditional laws and customs of the native title holders themselves.

Perth (pronounced as /pɜrθ/, for those who can handle the IPA) is the capital and largest city of the Australian state of Western Australia. It is the fourth most populous city in Australia, with an estimated population of 1.83 million living in the Perth metropolitan area (more on Perth's population in future posts).

The first areas settled were on the Swan River, with the city's central business district and port (Fremantle) both still located on the river. As Fremantle was the first landfall in Australia for many migrant ships coming from Europe in the 1950s and 1960s, Perth started to experience a diverse influx of people, which included Italians, Greeks, Dutch, Germans, Croats, and many others (but I'll write more about that later).

The city's population increased substantially as a result of the Western Australian gold rushes in the late 19th century, largely as a result of emigration from the eastern colonies of Australia. During Australia's involvement in World War II, Fremantle served as a base for submarines operating in the Pacific Theatre. An influx of immigrants following the conclusion of the war was followed by a surge in economic activity as a result of several mining booms in the late 20th and early 21st centuries, with Perth becoming the regional headquarters for a number of mining operations located around the state. As part of Perth's role as the capital of Western Australia, the state's Parliament and Supreme Court are located within the city, as well as Government House, the residence of the Governor of Western Australia.

Perth became known worldwide as the "City of Light" when city residents lit their house lights and streetlights as American astronaut John Glenn passed overhead while orbiting the earth on Friendship 7 in 1962. The city repeated the act as Glenn passed overhead on the Space Shuttle in 1998. Perth came 9th in the Economist Intelligence Unit's August 2012 list of the world's most liveable cities.

Perth CBD from Kings Park

*Info and photo taken from the Internet...

Sunday, July 29, 2012

A bi' abou' Freo

Fremantle - or Freo, as everyone here calls it - is basically the port of Perth (I hope no one from Freo hears me, hehe). Being that Perth is separated from the Ocean by a winding river, Freo's always had the roll of the city's harbour.


It's a city more easy going and more relaxed than Perth, dotted with old but still well preserved colonial buildings, café strips and cosy little restaurants, which made it a really famous and popular gathering spot.


Nonetheless, it doesn't lack in historical and cultural background. It was one of the first populated areas, mainly because of the harbour, but also because there was (and still is) a prison to which the British sent their convicts.


It still has its roots in today's communication as well, so you'll often hear Brits refer to Aussies as cons, while poms works just fine when it goes the other way.


One thing about Freo is that it's filled with people. Well, I went there on a Saturday, so it must've been busier than usually, but yeah. We got a spot in one of A's favourite places, had lunch and a beer and a coffee and went back to Perth. There will be more time spent around there for sure.


Another thing that's quite noticeable is the amount of those damn hipsters. They're aaall arooound. And they're all the same. Maybe I'm too old or maybe I'm not tolerant enough, but I just don't get it.


I went to a store to get electricity converters and 90% of people in there were hipsters. Not I-wear-tight-jeans hipsters, but I-spend-like-five-hours-preparing-to-leave-my-house hipsters. They all look so cool and casual, while at the same time they're putting so much effort in it that it loses its point.


Dunno, that's my five cents.


All in all, Freo is definitely going to be one of the places I'll often go to (partly because A lives closer to there). I'm actually going there on Tuesday as well, since I'm meeting D, who's on a breeze by from Melbourne.

Saturday, July 28, 2012

About Perth

First of all, I have to mention that I'm sitting on my bed with the laptop in my lap, hoping it will give me some warmth. Nine degrees in Croatia is definitely not the same as nice degrees over here.


Secondly, I was going to share some information about Perth, which I heard from people or read in various guides. So, here goes.


Perth was founded in 1829 by Captain James Stirling as the Swan River Settlement (Swan river is the one that central Perth is situated on), who - unlike the Dutch - found the newly discovered land attractive.


But before him, Indigenous Australians lived here, arriving from the north about forty to sixty thousand years ago. They have lived peacefully and in concord with the nature up until Australia was occupied by Westerners. Classic story.


I say occupied because Indigenous Australians consider the discovery to be the start of their doom. They have been placed into camps, the land was taken from them and they were pushed to the brink of the society, drained by killings, alcoholism and disease.


But let's keep it on the sunny side, shall we?


Perth is said to have the best weather in Australia and even on the globe ("Perth has the weather California thinks it has."), which puts it high on the list of the most desirable places to live. Up until fifteen or so years ago it has been a cosy little city, but it's getting busier by the second.


During the history, its position enabled it to develop rapidly. The Swan river enabled transportation, while the curvy river meander protected the city from the Indian Ocean. Strangely enough, the English found it more suitable for convicts, who they kept sending down here during the mid 19th century.


Once gold was discovered around 1890, the population exploded and the city and its surrounding were filled with arriving workers, which made Perth as the colony's trade capital. Fremantle (where I went for lunch earlier today) had its port upgraded to cope with the increasing demand and it has kept its architecture untouched even today.


The discovery of various types of ore pushed it even further along the road of development, so that today some of the biggest mining companies have their offices located in Perth (of course, the ones with the most money have the biggest buildings).


Offering attractions ranging from water parks and zoos to buildings that make music and numerous parks and museums, it seems to be the perfect place for young professionals and fresh families.


Let's see how that goes...

Tuesday, July 3, 2012

A bit about Aborigines

It's been around three months now since I got a permanent position with a Native Title Services office in Australia, where I should be taking up a position at the beginning of August. It's been a wild ride and it's been hectic and crazy and stressful and mind numbing, but it's here.


So I reckon it's about time I write something about what I'll be busy with. In the next couple of months for sure. And probably much longer.


I'll share some information that I've gathered so far, from university lectures, news articles and, generally, reading a bit about it. I'll be writing from my head, so take all the info with a pinch of salt and the notion of a rather personal opinion.

Monday, November 15, 2010

My own hundred

Inspired by otherworldlyone's 100 list, I thought I might share my hundred. I'm not really sure where to start, but it'll probably pick up the pace by itself. Here goes...

1. I'm likely to be one of those people who, as a part of a nine-step program, ring someone up after ten years.

2. I don't believe I'll live that long though. It's not pessimism or self-pity though just a gut feeling.

3. I've learned to believe that gut feeling of mine, although my reactions afterwards can sometimes make me a complete bastard.

4. I don't know how to wipe my nose; it just turns into a half-surgery thing until I'm absolutely sure it's alright.

5. I often touch my nose, checking that it's clean or trying to get rid of the itchy feeling caused by my allergies.

6. I am not always completely honest with people. If something I say is going to raise hell or start a five-year chaos, I'm simply not going to say it out loud.

7. I do stick to my grounds though and I'll defend what I believe in.

8. Sometimes I wish people (including me) would spend less time talking about people and what they said and did and more about other stuff.

9. Egocentric people tend to raise my blood pressure instantly. People who compare absolutely everything to their measures and tastes are simply boring.

10. I have an obnoxious laugh which has made me quite memorable during my life. I have never had the privilege of passing unnoticed.

11. I shiver to the sound of my own voice when I hear it on tapes and videos, the radio and alike.

12. I live in a creative mess. If there's nothing moving around, it needn't be cleaned. (When I have someone coming over though, it's so clean that I get asked how I manage to keep it that way.)

13. I dance when I listen to music, be it my home, the streetlight or a queue in the market. I might get some weird looks, but I get almost as many nod-in-understanding corner-of-the-mouth smiles (if I even notice in my state of trance).

14. I've grown to think that the most important people in my life give me the least respect and trust me the least. And then I think I must be a lousy person.

15. I can have really bad days, with nothing wrong really happening. On those occasions, led by my gut feeling, I just tend to crawl back into bed and wait for midnight. And if I'm not allowed that luxury, I just keep quiet and hope others will too. It's safer.

16. I enjoy a nice company, but I couldn't go on without my alone time. Sometimes I feel much more lonely being around people than on my own. On the other hand, I don't know what I'd do without my friends.

17. I have a really short fuse. That annoys me and at those times I tend to be quite rash. That pisses others off and I usually just leave the scene until I cool off. It's better for everyone.

18. Sometimes the people who I spend a very short period of time with talk to me the nicest and the most honest. I'm not sure if they see me as I am, see me as I would like to be or they're just plain wrong.

19. I worry too much. I've been diagnosed with about-to-be gastritis at the age of eight and I've been getting grey hairs since I was 20. Quiet moments of not worrying, pondering upon things and processing everything imaginable in my head are extremely rare.

20. Lots of people will just call it nervous, edgy or asshole though. I've been described as (and called) garrulous.

21. I think there's a big difference between honesty and a big mouth. I've had problems with both, but am even more annoyed by the latter.

22. I once made a cake with washing powder instead of flour.

23. I broke my arm trying to impress a girl.

24. I am completely frozen when I enter a room and have no idea how to act, even if I'm surrounded by people I've met.
(I just wrote number 24 three times in a row.)

25. I hate suits. The whole thing just makes me feel so cramped.

26. I love coffee, but I'd rather pass than drink a dodgy one (like filter or Starbucks or whatever).

27. There are days when I live on cookies and there are those when I make lunch three times.

28. Twenty-eight is how old I am. And I haven't done much with my life yet.

29. A lot of people will tell you I'm lazy and spoilt. I'm not happy with it, but I don't disagree.

30. I've met some of my dearest friends over the Net.

31. I'm quite unhappy with my life here and I'm planning to move away.

32. I can barely watch a movie since working in a cinema multiplex.

33. I get allergies that come and go, some of those being green beans, cockroaches and horse hair. When I was younger I ended up in a hospital for over ten days, so you'll probably never see me eating green beans.

34. I used to despise onions and olives, but I'll very probably use them if I cook.

35. I can say I don't like green hats in at least ten languages.

36. One of my biggest wishes ever is to be fluent in Icelandic (and a couple more languages).

37. An online quiz said that I'll probably die abroad, travelling. Now, I don't believe in quizzes and I still hope I'll manage to do tons of travelling in the future. On another note, I'd rather go like that then being ran over by a truck in front of my house.

38. I'm a spelling and grammar nazi. I just can't get people who speak (their mother tongue) and write wrong. And it's usually the people who mind it the most are the people who are other kinds of nazis (look under 9).

39. I don't like extremely hot and extremely cold weather. Living in a place where it goes from -15 to 35+, I don't consider myself very lucky.

40. I'd like to live in a wooden house, in a forest, by the lake. I'd probably be scared shitless with all this paranoia of mine, but what the hell...

41. I miss the people who don't talk to me anymore way more than they can imagine. I often want to give them a buzz, but luckily (or not) I don't.

42. I dress and undress in a specific order. Obsessive-compulsive pops into mind, although I've been told by doctors that I'm okay.

43. I have issues with colours. Deuteranopia makes me a rather lousy and annoyed collocutor.

44. Sometimes I'm missing words and need to consult a dictionary. That's exactly why I wish I was better in English (and other languages).

45. The image of the miserable me if too often unrecognizable to others, who then usually think I'm all about drama (and there would be no one luckier than me if everything was to be peachy).

46. I've never been in a physical fight. I've been uppercut by my best mate in high school though.

47. I don't think anybody really knows me. It's got nothing to do with self-pity and probably not much to do with sharing sensible information either. Not that standing in front of someone spilling your whole life out in entries would solve it, but I still feel like no one knows me. People would probably claim differently if you asked them, but then I think about whether they ask themselves the same question.

48. I don't dance. Not at weddings and such. I just feel like I'm on Celebrity Deathmatch. If you see me on a party though, it's a completely different pair of shoes.

49. I've always wanted to go see a shrink. (Some of the westerner readers might be surprised, but we haven't had much of that here - not as much as you see in American media anyway.) I've always thought about sharing my thoughts and problems with a complete stranger, who'd just say something like It's completely fine; you can work it out by doing this, this and this.

50. I embrace shitty moments rather than ignore them. Welcome, depression and pessimism...

51. I white-lie to my parents from time to time. I do that for the peace between us. My mum doesn't believe me when I tell her that.

52. On the day my older brother was getting married, my father (all in tears of pride and loss) declared that his only son is getting married. That was probably the crappiest moment in my life and I'm quite sure he still has no clue about it.

53. Although pretty much everyone thinks we're a big happy family, I have a really lousy relationship with my parents. I know I'll be very much sorry for not working on it more, but I can't seem to work it out. My reality-ignoring family will just call me garrulous again and suppress-and-ignore it.

54. I tend to lose my best friends because of some pointless fuck-ups. I usually never get to know what had happened and will probably still be thinking about it on my dying bed.

55. Sometimes I wish I lived in a sound-proof flat. A house by a lake would work too.

56. I haven't had the chance to sing as loud as I could yet.

57. I never got a rejection letter for a scholarship that I'd applied for. As I found out later, my professor hasn't even mailed it due to personal preference ― only one candidate had been suggested. (I never took the last exam with that professor and still don't have a degree in that.) This and many more (and much worse) examples just remind me of how much injustice pisses me off.

58. My Croatian professor in high school flunked me in my final exam. I had applied to a university abroad, but it didn't happen in the end due to the flunking.

59. I have (had) a feeling Fight Club was written about my life. I'm just waiting to start living it. Whenever I travel, that's the only book I take with me.

60. I used to adore Alanis Morissette, having her posters and shit all around me room. High school was a really shitty period for me, but I still think she's dome some seriously good stuff and I listen to her music from time to time.

61. I used to get into verbal fights with my high school librarian. She was simply a cow.

62. When I see people who've broken my heart, I'm still so glad to see them that I find myself stuck with a grin on my face. I'm a moron.

63. I once got so drunk I vomited all over the my room up to a meter above my bed. That time my mate and me almost froze to death sleeping in the snow during the night. I was indeed happy to be alive and awake, but then I saw the wall. Mum blamed it on some made-up sausages and never mentioned it again.

64. I once switched focus and saw the sky as a wallpaper glued on to a giant see-through dome. I'm still not sure I believe what the science tells us.

65. I love flying and especially take-offs ― the feeling when you get off the ground is just mind blowing.

66. I've been told I'm a fantastic person by complete strangers. I've also been told I'm a complete ass by non-strangers.

67. I used to have blond hair up until I was three or so.

68. Last time I counted all my nicknames (and that was around 1998), there were 115 on the list. I reckon there's be more to add to it.

69. People used to take my being okay with everyone both as a quality and a flaw. Now everyone pisses me off.

70. I have a tendency of overreacting when it comes to something that annoys me, even if it's about my best mates or people the closest to me.

71. I reeeally can't sit around people who chew with their mouth open, which turns the Sunday lunch into an excruciating hour.

72. If someone tells me something in confidence, it stays with me.

73. I have my father's eyes and it's driving me crazy. All the things that I got from my mother are the ones that drive her crazy. And then she drives me crazy.

74. I talk about India too often. I just felt so good there that I can't let it go. I've had some nice times and I've had some not so nice ones, but I simply can't wait to go back there.

75. I gave up on going after my retirement. I've busted my ass off during university ― although it was fun, I was so overstrained that the only sleep I would catch was in public transportation.

76. People ask me why I don't apply for Whichever-Country's Idol. I think that would be my very last option.

77. Most of my embarrassing moments involve alcohol. I still firmly believe I can tell when I have to stop though.

78. I got so mad once that I smashed a whole butter package against the table. I spent the next half an hour cleaning it up and cooling down.

79. I had a pig when I was little. I'm quite sure they made me eat it as well.

80. The most beautiful book I ever read breaks my heart every single time I read it.

81. I think a broken heart lasts a lifetime. You can see the people, chat to them and look at their photos and it's all fine. But somewhere deep inside the void is still gaping.

82. People think I speak tons of languages, but I don't really speak that many. The fact that I can say liver in Lithuanian, Sanskrit and Old Greek isn't really going to help me in life much.

83. There's some stuff I'd like to write on here (look under 49), but I won't.

84. I'm terrified of funerals more than I'm afraid of dying myself. I feel like an old man sitting on the porch and leafing through obituaries.

85. I'm starting to cope with the fact that I will most probably never get my wishes fulfilled.

86. When a friend of mine told me she'd really like to see me less miserable and happy in my life, I started realizing that on the outside it must look even worse than it is. I'm still miserable and I rant all the time, but I'm trying...

87. I wish I'd moved out when I was eighteen. I would've had much less grey hair now.

88. The stupidest thing I've ever done would probably be hitting a guy that trained boxing. I was also lucky enough not to end up in trauma.

89. I used to hide from my class mates when I started smoking because I was too embarrassed of how good it felt.

90. I swallow a lot of air and burp abnormally. I've managed to burp both the longest word in Croatian and French and am still working on antidisestablishmentarianism.

91. If someone told me I can travel to any desired location for free, I'd surely struggle to pick it out.

92. I have enormous prejudice against certain nations. I suck, I know.

93. I planned to get married for a passport, but she's getting married next April. Not to me.

94. Having to come back from India (there I go again) was probably one of the hardest things ever. *shivers*

95. Although I'm a terrible student who never really got the hang of how to actually do some serious studying, I still daydream about being a world-known scientist.

96. I never thought I'd even get to number 96. There was a blank moment around number 35.

97. I'm meticulous about my computer ― every icon on the Desktop is in its place. It doesn't amaze me that I have so many problems with computers that even my geek friends find them unbelievable.

98. I hate Murphy and his laws. And Freud.

99. There's not much that beats camping and partying with mates, staring at the bright stars from my hammock and walking back home through a thick forest in complete silence.

100. I do side-way flips in my hammock.

Now I'm on a roll here and the more I write, the more details about myself surface up. The things that I should change, things that I could do... I could go up to 130 at least. But I won't.

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