Go On, Mate, Get Out There And Make A Difference

When politicians suddenly quit halfway through their term, they’ve usually done something naughty, or stupid, or are so awful at their job that they’ve worked out the electorate can’t stand them any longer.

But if the only reason state Labor MP Evan Thornley has resigned his seat is so he can re-enter the private sector, then, well, that’s fantastic. In 2009, we’re going to want every business person on the ground working overtime to create jobs. The last thing we need is talented entrepreneurs spending their lives stuck in the world of petty rivalries and disproportionate egos that is Australian politics.

Anyway, we have a more than sufficient number of politicians trying to engineer political solutions to what is an economic crisis. Thornley founded a company that, at its height, was worth just shy of $1billion. His commercial acumen and skills could be far more useful building the economy than regulating it.

The position that Premier Brumby was reportedly going to offer Thornley – minister for industry, trade and industrial relations – is one that could easily have a few responsibilities shaved off it. A general consensus among economists is that the best trade policy is to have no trade policy at all. Industry policy has a long and venerable history of comprehensive failure. And Victoria has ceded the vast majority of its industrial relations responsibility to the Commonwealth.

It must be strange for someone who has spent his life adding value to the economy to be offered one of the ministries most dedicated to taking value out of it.

It is a widespread delusion that the best way for a person to serve others is to enter politics; that politics is a noble profession of public service. But there’s just something far nobler about working in private industry or in the not-for-profit sector – individuals who spend their whole careers trying to figure out just what sort of products or services consumers want, or trying to understand social problems and how to resolve them. If the idea of service to others has any validity, surely social and commercial entrepreneurs are worthier than the politicians who seek, above all else, the highest level of political power.

And while many people dismiss success in business as little more than the greedy pursuit of fortune, how does that compare to politics? The business of the politician is, essentially, the pursuit of power over others. The top politicians may be paid a lot less than the top CEOs but, while a CEO can at most control their corporation, many politicians seem to believe they can move everybody’s private resources around like chess pieces.

Far from being noble, politics is a profession that rewards expediency and even deception. Political decisions are guided mostly by polling data and a desire to hurt the other team. Legislation is the result of manic horse-trading that seeks not to find the best way to do something, but to mollify as many interest groups as possible and please the bizarre preferences of the independents that often hold the balance of power.

So it is no surprise that so many laws and government programs are ill-defined, have no clear goal, and provide no method of assessing whether they are actually working. But politicians find it’s a lot easier to start a government program than to close an old one. Bureaucracies, commissions, departments, boards, committees and taskforces pile up upon each other, each insisting on a slice of the annual budget. They say that laws are like sausages: it’s better not to see them being made. But do we really have to be forced to eat so many?

Many in the private sector are now being sadly reminded that jobs that are underutilised or unnecessary have a habit of being eliminated. This does not occur in Parliament. Inefficient or just plain disinterested backbenchers need little more than a lock on their preselection and a safe seat to feel relaxed and comfortable. Even if they underperform by every possible measure, they can remain employed for decades.

As the Austrian economist Joseph Schumpeter once wrote: “Politicians are like bad horsemen who are so preoccupied with keeping in the saddle that they can’t bother about where they go.” The private sector is much less forgiving of people who spend most of their working day preparing for the next round of job interviews.

Indeed, there’s a lot to be said for the private sector. No hairdresser or bank manager can cut your hair or take your money unless you specifically ask them to do so. Politicians have no such limit – laws that impact on everybody are enacted with only the barest of consent from what constitutes a democratic majority.

While Thornley’s political colleagues might be furious at his resignation, hopefully he is able to show them that only the private sector can create the jobs that Australia will need next year.

Ignore Meaningless Public Health Studies? I’ll Drink To That

Before you dig into your next serve of glistening Christmas ham, rich gravy and potatoes drenched in baked fat, and before you chug another glass of frustratingly warm rose, pause for a moment and think. What impact will your actions have on the nation’s aggregate productivity statistics? Could your second portion of brandy-smothered pudding be that final straw that pushes Australia’s OECD ranking below New Zealand’s?

These are the big questions the Government would like us to ask over the Christmas break. The Federal Government’s Preventative Health Taskforce – one of the higher-profile inquiries of the few dozen announced this year – wants to make individual overindulgence everybody’s problem.

According to the taskforce, obesity costs Australia $58.2billion a year, which makes you wonder why we don’t just keep all our money in an oatmeal tin where obesity can’t find it. This is a huge amount. The taskforce claims that the cost of alcohol abuse is a bit more modest – $15 billion – but that’s still a lot.

We are used to reading enormous numbers like that every day in the press. But for the most part, they consist of so many assumptions piled upon yet more assumptions that they are worthless.

One study last year claimed that Australia loses $2billion in productivity to email spam every year. The consultancy that published the study imagines that every millisecond Australians spend deleting spam emails is a millisecond that they aren’t extracting money from consumers. But, in reality, most employees find deleting spam a welcome distraction from refreshing Facebook.

So when the taskforce and the Government tell us that alcohol and obesity cost us the better part of $100 billion, what does that actually mean? Not that much.

It would be fair enough if the cost was limited to the direct cost of alcohol and obesity to the government. With a public health care system, taxpayers bear some of the costs of hospitalisation but, in defence of fat people and drunkards, they pay taxes too.

Anyway, the idea that we need to stop people overindulging because taxpayers pick up the tab has always seemed more like an argument against public health than an argument for banning junk food. Is a public health system incompatible with individuals making their own choices about what to eat?

These arguments are frequently overblown – in the case of drinking, the direct costs to the taxpayer are exceeded by the taxes on alcohol. Public health activists argue that obesity and alcohol are ripping dollars out of the Australian economy – as if we could figure out how much an overweight 50-year-old bank manager could have earned if he ate only salads. If we were all teetotal triathletes with doctorates in pure mathematics, the country’s productivity stats would be awesome.

Some of the other “costs” are even less grounded in reality. To derive the $15billion cost of alcohol, the taskforce adds up things like the cost of policing, property damage, insurance administration, and the lost productivity of those prisoners who may be locked up for crimes committed after drinking a six-pack. They even count the cost of lost household labour, as if instead of relaxing with a glass of wine in the evening everybody should be vacuuming the lounge room.

We can all imagine better choices other people could make. Yes, if the intern hadn’t been out till 5am, there wouldn’t have been that typo in the annual report. And perhaps instead of going to Friday after-work drinks we could all be inventing stuff. But that doesn’t mean we should blame alcohol for the intern’s lack of dedication or our lack of time machines.

There are costs incurred by every choice we make. If there weren’t costs, they wouldn’t be called “choices”, they’d just be “things we do”. But multiplying ridiculous assumptions in order to arrive at the largest possible number only obscures the real question at hand: is your fondness for cake anyone else’s business?

In a savvy political move, the taskforce plans to report back in the new year. No sane government would want to be caught nagging us during our cherished festival of gluttony and inebriation.

So every time you sip your Christmas coldie, a statistician updates a spreadsheet. But don’t worry too much about it – you’re having more fun than he is.

Neutering The Net Is About Repression, Not Protection

It seems like only yesterday that the country was prosperous and the Labor Party was going to make everyone’s internet faster.

But now the Federal Government’s great broadband gift is floundering in the waves of the financial crisis and Communications Minister Stephen Conroy is pushing ahead with an internet filter that will dramatically slow Australian internet speeds.

The Australian Communications and Media Authority conducted tests earlier this year on six filters that could be imposed on internet service providers. Five slowed internet speeds by at least 20 per cent. And two of them crippled speeds by more than 75 per cent.

And this is before we look at their habit of falsely blocking legal sites. A 1999 trial of internet filtering (censoring the internet has long been a bipartisan goal) even accidentally blocked some government websites. Filters have improved since then but, as ACMA’s test revealed, it is a certainty that some sites will be incorrectly blocked – let’s be honest, the technology to efficiently and effectively censor the internet isn’t quite ready yet.

Nevertheless, technology has a habit of getting better, given enough time. It’s more than just technical issues that makes internet censorship a terrible idea.

Last year, Mr Conroy said that: “If people equate freedom of speech with watching child pornography, then the Rudd Labor Government is going to disagree.” Fair enough. But to claim the filter is designed to eliminate child pornography is too tricksy by half.

After all, child pornography is already illegal. And imposing an elaborate filter on every Australian internet connection is unlikely to have a significant impact on the child pornography trade – as everyone who has sent an email or tried to download a song is aware, there is a bit more to the internet than static web pages. Child pornography isn’t just sitting on openly accessible websites waiting to be downloaded – from what we know about it, it is traded clandestinely by abhorrent individuals. It takes police work and forensics to uncover those sorts of criminals. The dark recesses of the internet won’t be disturbed at all by the new filter.

Who knows, perhaps accusing the entire country of being potential child pornographers polls really well in telephone surveys?

Nevertheless, the biggest problem with the filter isn’t technical and it isn’t its likely failure to reduce child pornography.

The biggest problem is a little word that Mr Conroy slipped out in the middle of a Senate committee hearing. The pilot filter program will not only target the existing blacklisted sites, most of which are child pornography, but will also target “unwanted” content, whatever that means.

The Government has developed a secret list of 10,000 unwanted sites (there are only 1300 on the current blacklist).

But what the Communications Minister wants on the internet and others want on the internet are likely to be two very different things. Nick Xenophon doesn’t want online gambling. Stephen Fielding doesn’t want hardcore pornography and “fetish” material – if Mr Fielding gets to wield his senatorial power over the filter system, expect shares in www.feet.com to slump. If the Government gets the power to control internet content, legal pornography, gambling and violent images will all be candidates for online censorship.

Of course, whenever the censorship of legal material is raised – with its massive implications for freedom of speech in Australia – the Government immediately tries to bring the discussion back to child pornography.

It’s a bit embarrassing that we’re discussing censoring the internet at all. What does it say about Australian politics that the reaction of both major parties to such a liberating technology is to demagogue about its dangers? Our politicians rave about evils online more than any other liberal democracy. As a consequence, the Federal Government’s proposal is far more extensive than any other internet censorship scheme outside the totalitarian world.

There is a certain element of Australian political culture that sees censorship and banning as the panacea to almost every social and policy question. But wowserism dressed up in concerned rhetoric about the sanctity of childhood is still wowserism.

Politics And The Top Cop

Being the Chief Commissioner of Victoria Police sounds like a terrible job. In the aftermath of Christine Nixon’s announcement to step down as Victoria’s top cop, her political masters have been full of praise, but her colleagues in crime fighting have been less complimentary. The upper echelons of the police force seem to be drenched in personal animosity and rivalry.

Some of Nixon’s critics really deserve to be ignored. In the wake of her resignation, the Victorian Police Association chose to emphasise that the most important thing the next chief commissioner should possess is a birth certificate from Victoria. Fair enough – unions are paid to look after their members first. But they could at least pretend not to have naked self-interest as their only focus.

Nevertheless, in March Nixon will leave Victoria Police with a mixed record at best. High-profile corruption scandals, the gangland killings, internal police reforms, her approach to domestic violence and community-based policing strategies have dominated the discussion about her successes or otherwise. The Government’s effusive praise of Nixon, however, ignores the increasing problems of basic law and order that have developed under her stewardship.

Yes, in aggregate, crime has gone down in recent years. Since 2001, when Nixon was appointed Chief Commissioner, the total crime rate has dropped by nearly 25%.

But the word “crime” is so broad as to be almost useless. If we look closely at the official police statistics, the Nixon legacy is much less impressive. Since 2002, crimes against the person – that is, homicide, rape, sex offences, assault and abduction – have jumped from fewer than 36,000 to nearly 43,000 incidents a year.

Instead of tackling this dramatic increase in violent crime, Victoria Police has been focusing on aggressive “blitzes” against utterly banal offences like jaywalking – that ridiculous crime committed by nearly everybody every day.

Show me someone who has never jaywalked and I’ll show you someone who has never left the house. Sure, the police should try to enforce every crime on their books, but they should also be a bit sensible about it.

The State Government could quadruple the number of police on the streets and still not successfully eliminate the scourge of jaywalking.

Can they really justify deploying Victoria Police’s limited resources on Swanston Street at 8am on Monday mornings when there is a violence problem on King Street at 4am every night?

Criticising the police force’s periodic jaywalking crackdowns might seem petty, but it actually raises some important questions about the rule of law in Victoria. Jaywalking is the sort of crime that most police would ignore, except for those times when there is a “blitz”. Enforcing one of the State Government’s most ridiculous social regulations does little more than annoy otherwise entirely law-abiding pedestrians.

Victorian police are proud that there has been an increase in the rate at which crimes are being solved. But much of this is because of cultural changes that have encouraged individuals to report cases of domestic violence and rape that have historically gone under-reported.

It is, of course, wonderful that Victoria’s thugs are being identified and caught after they assault someone. But from the victim’s perspective, it would be better not to be assaulted at all – no amount of detective work will encourage bruises to heal quicker.

The vast majority of Nixon’s highly publicised drop in overall crime rates is found in the category of crime against property – you are certainly less likely to be burgled or have your bike stolen than you were five years ago. But again, Victoria Police cannot really take too much credit for the increased use of bike locks, or the prevalence of storefront security guards, or for the increased popularity of home alarm systems.

If we look even closer at the crime statistics, the true state of Victorian crime becomes more worrying. Over recent years, crimes against the person have increasingly been seen in public, rather than private, locations – on public transport, in open spaces, on streets and sidewalks; the sorts of places that require regular patrolling.

It is these crime patterns that form the basis of the recent panic about violence in the city – a rare occasion in politics when there actually is fire where there is smoke. The 2am lockout may have been inept, ill-considered and unpopular, but it was actually trying to tackle a genuine problem: there just aren’t enough police on the streets to prevent crime.

Unfortunately, Nixon has chosen to emphasise that the violence in the city has been “booze-fuelled” – a description that tries to shift the blame for the sharp increase in urban violence off the police and on to Melbourne’s bars and pubs. No matter what fuels violence, it still needs to be dealt with by the police on the street. Liquor licence changes will never be a substitute for more cops.

But since 2002, patrol hours have decreased by nearly one-quarter. The numbers of sworn operational staff have declined as a percentage of the total police force. It seems that much of the State Government’s increase in police resources has been absorbed by administrative staff and bureaucrats. No wonder the Police Association, when it is being more sensible, has argued that Victoria’s police force is understaffed by at least 3000 officers.

With a rising rate of assaults and urban violence, Christine Nixon’s biggest legacy may simply be making law and order a political issue once again.

Clamp On Conflict Of Interest May Hobble Sound Judgement

Do we want our councillors to be even less interested in local government policy than they already are?

As potential councillors submit their nominations for Victoria’s council elections next month, this is the message the State Government is broadcasting. A legislative change to local government administrative law now filtering through Parliament will exclude councillors from being able to vote on an issue in which they have an indirect interest.

Across the nation, councils have been embroiled in scandal after scandal over alleged corruption concerning development approvals. It would be nice to clean up council politics. But this new indirect interest rule is remarkably broadly defined. Apart from the obvious possible conflicts of interest – family members owning property that might be enriched by council decisions, and so on – it also considers an improper interest to exist if the council member had, at any time in the past, made a submission on the issue at hand.

But what if the councillor was elected specifically because of his or her position on that issue? Those activists who have in the past taken legal action against, say, the St Kilda Triangle or the 2am lockout would be unable to vote against them in council when the time came.

The only councillors who would be able to vote would be those who have no particular concern for the issue. Imagine this rule extended to state or federal government – democratic representatives could only vote if they didn’t care about what they are voting for.

It would be wrong to have a politician determining fiscal policy if they have a mortgage, or health policy if they have a relative in hospital.

The Government claims this new rule will apply in a small number of cases, but the legislation is worded so ambiguously that many councillors will have to excuse themselves to avoid an inevitable legal backlash.

Other ways the Government believes that councillors might have an indirect interest are just as dubious. One test is whether the councillor ever received a gift worth more than $200 from one of the parties appearing before the council. A sum of $200 is ridiculously small considering most contentious council development applications involve projects worth many millions of dollars.

Does Spring Street really think that bribing local councillors is that easy? If so, we have a much more serious problem than the State Government is making out.

When such trivial donations come to be considered a conflict of interest by the new law, councillors will find it hard to identify prominent members of the community who they don’t have an indirect interest in. Remember, councillors are politicians who have, over many years, needed to fund-raise from within their community.

While we all enjoy feigning moral outrage over the influence of money in politics, as long as councillors are able to make decisions that can make or break property developments worth millions of dollars, money is going to flow into councillors’ campaign chests, whether overtly or covertly.

The problem the State Government is trying to tackle is actually quite real. Councillors are asked to do two separate jobs that can easily come into conflict with each other. Half the time, they are supposed to be politicians, pressing palms, kissing babies and pronouncing judgement on the issues of the day.

The rest of the time, their role in Victoria’s planning framework requires them to be dispassionate judges, prostrating their personal opinions upon the cold concrete slab of administrative law.

This tension between councillors’ democratic and quasi-judicial functions is one they are not well-equipped to manage.

Local government seems to attract the dregs of our political class. There are young factional hacks from political parties who view local government as well-paid work experience. There are activists who don’t know much about government but know they hate ugly new houses spoiling their suburbs’ “traditional character”. And there are earnest greenies who campaign to declare their council “nuclear-free”.

Yes, local councillors are a bizarre collection of the uninformed, the uninterested and the weirdly over-interested.

But they were democratically elected. The State Government should allow them to vote on the issues that got them there.

Why Greed’s Just Too Small A Word To Hang A Crisis On

Pundits, letter writers, talk-back radio callers, John McCain and the Prime Minister all agree: It Woz Greed Wot Done It. In a speech in Sydney last week, Kevin Rudd recalled the movieWall Street and its main character, Gordon Gekko, before declaring that the era of “greed is good” is over. And McCain’s campaign – or at least what is left of it – has been busy blaming money-hungry fund managers for the financial crisis.

It seems that everyone knows who the villains behind the crisis are – those greedy, greedy share traders who grubbily fondle their portfolios with their fat, stumpy fingers, and all those greedy consumers hoarding investment properties.

But if there’s one thing constant in human history, it is greed. Even 2000 years ago, Roman moralists sounded old-fashioned when they complained about the avarice of the common people – the satirist Gaius Lucilius wrote that “a man can be cured of his lust, but never a fool of his greed”. So greed wasn’t invented with Facebook.

The causes of the financial turmoil have to lie elsewhere.

An extraordinarily elaborate patchwork of national and international regulation gave banks and traders a false comfort that regulators were protecting their investments. And after September 11, the US Federal Reserve lowered interest rates, making it seem that only a sucker wouldn’t borrow vast sums for their home. Restrictions on land use in many areas raised house prices so high that it became almost impossible to buy a home without borrowing 20 times your annual salary. Compounding all this were government policies that encouraged banks to loan to individuals with non-existent credit histories.

On the other side of the market, traders relied on complex models of the riskiness of certain assets that, it is now clear, were systematically hiding dodgy mortgages. The existence and practices of quasi-government mortgage lenders – Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac – further obscured the riskiness of subprime lending and, indeed, the risks of subprime borrowing. There was a lot of hubris – Western democracies have seen decades of rising house prices and traders have increasingly filled their investment portfolios with assets that appear far removed from the individual debtors at their source.

So, where is all the “greed”? Share traders working hard to increase wealth isn’t greed – it’s their job. And if we are to be completely honest, most Australians would prefer that their super fund managers were eager to beat the market.

It was complacency, not greed, that made everyone underestimate how risky their investments actually were. Greed might be a deadly sin, but so is sloth.

Even if greed did cause the crisis, then it was greed unfulfilled. All those sharks who have spent their careers scurrying around the big banks and mortgage houses looking for investment opportunities have had their dreams of mega-wealth spectacularly dashed. After all, it wasn’t the CEOs packaging up those dodgy assets; it was the ambitious middle-rung traders who are now filing out of their offices. It’s easy to be greedy. It’s a lot harder to be successfully greedy.

It is sort of understandable that people are trying to portray the financial crisis in moral terms – there are a lot of people watching their small investments hit bottom, for reasons that are complex and technical.

But the financial crisis is not a crisis of consumerism, or of morality. The international banking system isn’t a telemovie of the week, where the good guys are obvious because they love their mothers and the bad guys have silly moustaches and curse a lot. Gordon Gekko is a character in a movie written and directed by Oliver Stone – a guy who thinks that the US government is competent enough to execute its own president and keep it a secret. Wall Street is not a documentary; it is a well-executed caricature.

And it is remarkably patronising to tell people who are living in rented property that owning their own home would be greedy. Greed is easy to identify in others, but hard to identify in yourself.

There are serious discussions going on about what regulations caused or failed to prevent the crisis. But trying to compress the world’s economic problems to a cheap morality play helps no one.

Where’s The Local Goodwill When It Comes To Rates?

How do we know that our local councils have raised far more money than they need?

It isn’t the fact that local governments have enough money to send councillors on “diplomatic” missions to negotiate “friendship city” relationships. Moreland City Council proudly notes that it has relationships with councils in China, East Timor and on the beautiful island of Sicily. Ararat City Council carefully points out on its website that it took “many visits” to forge its relationship with the city of Taishan in China. And thank goodness for Latrobe City — apparently its fraternity with cities in Japan and China is responsible for all that peace, goodwill and friendship around these days.

But that’s not it. And it’s not because local councils have enough extra money and surplus bureaucrats to organise those cringe-inducing “community” events — the sort of events that assume people wouldn’t say hello to their neighbours unless they were coaxed to do so by a public servant.

Every council has a half-dozen silly programs that help the bureaucrats feel like they are encouraging diversity, harmony and other nice things. Boroondara has a spring planting festival, Frankston has a pet’s day out, Brimbank has a leisure challenge, Stonnington has a thrilling-sounding follow your recyclables tour and, rather ambitiously, Monash sponsors the clean up the world weekend.

No, what makes it most obvious that local councils have jacked our rates up far higher than they need to is this: council workers appear to have woken up one day and decided that they were no longer petty bureaucrats deciding the orientation of road signs. Instead, they decided that they were investment bankers, with striped suits and a large bundle of equity-leveraged, investment-shared, portfolio-bearing, interest-asset options.

Councils are harvesting such an enormous amount of money from home owners and businesses that they can afford to play the sharemarket. So, obviously, the financial crisis has hit local governments hard.

In NSW, where the law lets councils invest in pretty much anything they feel like, the subprime crisis has sucked so much money out of council investments that they are trying to sue their way out of the crisis. The ratepayers of Manly City Council probably didn’t expect that by paying their rates they were also speculating in low-doc mortgages in San Diego. They no doubt thought their money was going towards vital diplomatic missions to sunny Italy and essential dog beauty pageants. Instead, their councillors were being seduced by stockbrokers eager to sell shiny new investment portfolios that may not have been technically blue chip, but were definitely a secure-looking aquamarine.

In Victoria, our councils’ lesser subprime exposure is only due to the fact that they have been legally restrained from making the most stupid investments. Local governments have never been very competent at the best of times — if you want to organise a hard-rubbish pick-up in April, you had better get on to the council now — but it is particularly damning that the only reason Victorian councils haven’t all gone under from shonky trading is because the State Government made doing so illegal.

Of course, it’s a bit ironic watching local governments fall foul of the financial crisis. To a certain extent, it was local governments around the world that caused the crisis to begin with. For many years, local governments have attentively listened to those prudish property owners who are eager to block their neighbours’ development plans. Council bureaucrats have had great fun heritage-listing otherwise useful buildings and blocking subdivisions. And council planners have helped state governments restrict development in the name of stopping evil “sprawl”. These are the sorts of heavy-handed planning regulations that have artificially raised the price of housing and contributed to the housing bubble that spectacularly imploded earlier this year.

Admittedly, local governments didn’t invent the hoarding of tax. The Federal Government’s Future Fund — that accumulating mountain of cash — has now morphed into a giant cheque account that tries to make a virtue of the fact that budget after budget, Canberra is taxing us more than even they can think of ways to spend.

But instead of funding overseas trips, or playing the stockmarket, or hoarding for the future, perhaps governments should think about not taxing so much in the first place.

Get Off The Turps – Idiots Are The Problem, Not Alcohol

Hardly a weekend goes by without a heavily publicised nightclub bashing or brawl plastered all over the newspapers. Melbourne seems to have suddenly become a lawless combination of A Clockwork Orange — infested by teams of delinquents thumping each other and, presumably, killing homeowners with giant phallus sculptures — and Gangs of New York, with armies of the underclass engaging each other in battles along Flinders Street.

Indeed, once you cross into postcode 3000, there will be blood. State politicians and regulators have been having a great time allocating the blame for the recent upsurge in violence as widely as possible. Apparently, it’s all the pubs’ fault.

As Liquor Licensing director Sue Maclellan said earlier this week: “Licensees must accept some responsibility for this problem”. And Victoria Police Assistant Commissioner Gary Jamieson knew exactly who was responsible for the fatal bashing of Matthew McEvoy last weekend — “the licensees themselves have a lot to answer for”. Nevertheless, the police still plan on prosecuting those who are accused of actually doing the killing.

If there is one lesson to be drawn from all this political outrage, it is that pouring a pot of beer has suddenly become the moral equivalent of throwing that pot at somebody’s face. But the problem with “alcohol-fuelled crimes” isn’t the alcohol — or the liquor licence holders who are legally allowed to sell it — it’s the “crimes”.

Contrary to the animated moral panicking of our more aggressive talk-radio hosts, alcohol is not the primary contributing factor behind the recent increase in late-night street fighting. Drinking doesn’t cause violence. Idiots cause violence.

After all, how many readers of The Sunday Age reach the end of a bottle of wine or their third beer and decide that their evening will only be complete if they can find somebody to sucker punch? A few hours in the pub probably isn’t enough to turn your average, mild-mannered tax accountant into Begbie from Trainspotting.

And as a country originally founded as a convict settlement, we should know better than most how to deal with an idiot problem. Beating late-night violence requires stronger law enforcement, not amendments to liquor regulation.

Yet the State Government has decided to focus its energy on dreaming up new restrictions for venues that hold liquor licences.

The imposition of the lockout on clubs, bars and pubs between 2am and 7am downgraded Melbourne from a world-class 24-hour city to a world-class 19-hour city — at least until Spring Street finally realised that it was doing nothing except angering young voters.

The Government might claim that the 2am lockout was a trial and that they are busily reviewing the results, but does anybody really believe that they would have ended the lockout if it had been a success?

Only slightly deterred by the lockout’s manifest failure, the State Government is now considering a complete ban on alcohol in strip clubs — after all, strip club patrons and their staff aren’t likely to march on State Parliament. It’s also looking at closing down some of the city’s biggest pubs and clubs.

Every so often, dubious research tries to blame violence on something else. Facebook, YouTube, mobile telephones and the internet in general have all recently been proclaimed to “cause” teen aggression. Melbourne City Council recently commissioned a report that claimed rising temperatures caused by climate change would turn Melbourne into a wretched hive of scum and villainy.

So by disingenuously trying to link Melbourne’s problem of violence with the Federal Government’s anti-binge-drinking morality tale, the State Government has done the city a disservice.

The idea that alcohol directly causes violence has become just another talking point in the political assault on the demon drink — wrapped up in the breathless moral outrage that characterises the supporters of the nanny state.

It might take a bit more than five borrowed Hummer four-wheel-drives to quieten the streets of the city. When the 2am lockout was first announced, the Police Association argued that police numbers were critically low across the state, by nearly 3000. Nevertheless, from the Government’s perspective it must seem easier to try to regulate away our law-and-order problems, scapegoating pubs and clubs for the violence.

But as one of the placards at the protest against the lockout put it: “Police, not policy.”

City Car Levy Is Just Another Taxing Burden

There are two basic tasks governments have historically been very good at – collecting taxes, and thinking of interesting new taxes to collect.

So it was heartening to learn that the Victorian Government has rejected a proposal by its own Department of Infrastructure to levy a tax on cars in the inner city.

Sure, the streets of Melbourne’s CBD seem to be getting more and more congested. The Federal Bureau of Transport and Regional Economics estimated in June that congestion costs us $3 billion a year. At least we don’t have as many problems as Sydney does, where congestion is so chronic that watching traffic slowly crawl through tunnels is fast becoming a popular tourist activity.

However, we should be a little suspicious when after public servants have completed a long, careful study of a problem, the only solution they can think of is to take more money from the public. As Mark Twain famously said: “To a man with a hammer, everything looks like a nail.” To a bureaucrat, every problem looks like an opportunity to raise taxes.

But should congestion just be taxed away?

In principle, charging drivers to use busy roads at peak time isn’t a terrible idea. Driving into the city is essentially free. (Well, it is free if you ‘assume away’ – as the economists and bureaucrats promoting these taxes like to – the cost of petrol, the cost of parking, the cost of toll roads, and the cost of the car itself.)

People tend to consume more free things than they would otherwise do if they were asked to pay for them. If the government started giving away free beer, then there really would be a widespread binge drinking epidemic in Australia.

This logic suggests that if we started charging cars to enter the city, those individuals who were unwilling to cough up the money would use public transport or avoid going into the city at all. Fewer cars on the road means a higher average driving speed in the city, and, presumably, fewer commuters going postal before lunch.

That’s the idea, anyway.

But a congestion tax in Melbourne is one of those ideas that’s great in theory, and not so great in practice. The state government has already imposed a form of congestion tax – the $850 per year charge on long-stay car parks which they originally hoped would reduce the number of people who drive to work.

But if driving to work is now a lot less appealing, then car park owners and their investors haven’t heard anything about it. There are now over 200 more car parks in the CBD than there were before the tax was introduced.

Nevertheless, the car park levy hands $40 million dollars to the state government every year, so, as Roads Minister Tim Pallas so eloquently put it a few days ago: “The government sees no reason why that levy can’t continue to operate.”

New taxes always quickly find comfortable positions in government budgets. After all, from the perspective of Spring Street, $40 million is $40 million – who cares if the car park tax has failed to do what it was supposed to do?

A very high congestion tax would, no doubt, reduce the number of cars in the inner city. But, as London’s experience has shown, a reduction comes at the expense of city retailers, who have seen a 25% drop in business following the introduction of a congestion charge in that city.

And it would also add to the many, many taxes and charges the government already imposes on motorists.

Driving is already one of the most highly taxed activities a modern Australia can pursue. Simply purchasing a car can subject you to up to five separate taxes – stamp duty, the GST, registration, and, for those with slightly more exclusive tastes, the import duty, and the luxury car tax. Car insurance gets its own separate taxes, with its own stamp duty and a GST.

Finally, drivers have to pay the petrol excise tax, the GST, and soon the cost imposed by the federal government’s new emissions trading scheme.

That’s nearly 10 taxes just to back out of the driveway.

No wonder the state government has hurriedly tried to reject the idea of burdening innocent motorists with yet another punitive charge.

Just because you can imagine a tax, it doesn’t mean you should impose it.

Battling Green Noise

“Beyond Petroleum” is a strange slogan for a company that sells mostly petrol. Is BP really that embarrassed by the 3.8 million barrels of oil they produce every day for grateful motorists, and presumably even more grateful shareholders?

If the amount of effort the petrol retailer is going to to promote its coffee is anything to go by, then it appears so.

BP has recently switched its entire coffee supply to “fair trade”. This switch has been matched by an ad campaign of billboards extolling fair trade’s social and environmental benefits.

Surely in the history of retail this is the first time that an oil company’s marketing department has decided to emphasise its petrol station coffee instead of its petrol. It’s an interesting strategy – come for the lattes, stay for the fossil fuels.

But BP is hardly alone. Corporations across the world are trying to squeeze into green clothes. Green is the new black. Apparently, environmentalism sells.

Traditional eco-activists describe all of this in the most disparaging of terms – “green wash”. But what did they expect? Years of environmental moralising has elevated eco-friendly products to the lofty status previously held by Chanel, Porsche and Rolex.

Would anybody really be surprised if in the next few years James Bond was driving a Prius? A licence to kill is not a licence to act irresponsibly, you know.

There are two characters in this story. The first is the usually well-meaning, if naive, environmental activist who seeks to activate green consciousness in the masses. The second is the entrepreneur who has figured out that consumers might pay just a little bit more for products described as “eco-friendly”.

We’ve seen the relationship between these two characters play out before. A few years ago, when “corporate social responsibility” was all the rage, businesses started filling their marketing departments with social activists and scheduling meetings between non-government organisations and CEOs. Both usually left these meetings either annoyed or just disappointed that they didn’t speak each other’s languages; businesses aren’t charities, and charities aren’t businesses. But everybody got to shake hands in front of the company photographer, and the photos were successfully reproduced in annual reports across the country.

But corporate social responsibility was so 2003. Activists and marketing departments are working together again – this time for the environment.

As a result, products claiming that they are environmentally conscious have flooded the market. Certainly, there’s nothing wrong with trying to be environmental or ethical when you shop. And there’s nothing wrong with businesses trying to market their products according to contemporary fashions.

Nevertheless, remember the good old days when products were just either “biodegradable” or “not biodegradable”?

In those simpler times, products either decomposed quickly, or survived 60 ka-trillion years in a landfill.

It is all getting a little bit silly now. Publicists pile adjective upon adjective, desperately trying to beat the competition – eco-friendly, environmentally friendly, renewable, sustainable, recyclable, reusable, natural, organic, low-footprint, low-carbon, low-impact, or just clean. How can something be “100% earth-friendly”?

Green products and services have multiplied. Should we buy new organic jeans?

Across the world, real estate agents have started marketing themselves as “EcoBrokers”. And the idea of “sustainable graphic design” would sound like a parody if it wasn’t for the dreary earnestness of its advocates.

This isn’t green wash, it’s green noise. Claims that products are sustainable are more often than not confusing and contradictory. Those organic jeans rely on dyes and finishing agents that should chill the environmental heart.

And most of the time, labelling a product as “eco-friendly” is as meaningless as labelling a product as “great”. Think back to your childhood – just because tiny chocolate bars are described as “fun-size” doesn’t mean they are any more fun.

It seems that in 2008, no self-respecting marketing department can avoid pointing out just how environmentally beneficial their new range of shampoo is. (Marketing seems like a fun job: “New slightly thicker shampoo bottles can now be refilled with water for your convenience – and the planet!” or “Now dolphin free!”)

But there is evidence to suggest that all this green noise is leading to green fatigue – everybody is just getting a little bit eco-exhausted.

In a recent survey conducted by the Shelton Group, a Texas-based ad agency, 49% of US consumers said the environment was an important consideration when they purchased a product. But only 21% said that environmental considerations had led them to choose one product over another.

That’s right – less than half of the people who said the environment was a significant factor when choosing products had ever chosen a product because it was better for the environment.

So either a quarter of consumers are deliberately choosing the most environmentally damaging product in a manic desire to destroy Mother Nature, or people are just buying what suits their needs – environment be damned.

And the survey found that in 2007, 20% fewer consumers deliberately bought an environmentally friendly product than in 2006. Consumers seem to be figuring out that most eco-friendly claims are just a lot of marketing bluster.

Environmental groups find green fatigue frustrating, but they have been encouraging the overmarketing of sustainability. Greenpeace enjoys putting out press releases disapproving of new products – when Apple’s iPhone was launched, it was greeted with a barrage of overexcited condemnation for its lack of green features.

In the face of these sorts of campaigns, it is no wonder that marketing departments are trying to play catch-up.

But for a lot of businesses, the environment is just another publicity stunt.