April 9th, 2012

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Claret and Blue for the new West Sydney A-League team

Monday, April 9th, 2012

A universal truth known and understood by fans around the world is that football is far more than a game. Football is a religion, it is a way of life, a code of ethics, a set of values and a great level playing field in a world of elites and commoners. The recent announcement that West Sydney will be represented in the 2012-2013 Hyundai A-League season was a wonderful occasion. Even better was the announcement that this would be a community-focused team and that everything from the colours and logo to the culture and location would be subject to consultation. I am a Westie through and through. Raised in Blacktown, schooled at Toongabbie and Castle Hill, a graduate from the University of Western Sydney and now a resident of Penrith, I will support the new team no matter what. For what it’s worth though, I would like to make a case for the new team wearing the famous claret and blue of London’s West Ham United FC and being known as the Hammers or Irons.

I became a West Ham supporter in 2004 following my first trip to the UK. I stayed in Barking in London’s East End for two months and was struck by the passion the locals had for their team, the sophisticated way in which they discussed tactics and the extensive knowledge they had of their team’s history. The thing that struck me most, however, was that these people were so similar to people from Western Sydney. I was thrilled to see a game live at Upton Park and talk with the fans. I spoke with taxi drivers, mechanics, builders, labourers, shop owners and all manner of working class people, joined by a common passion and dream.

The links between West Ham and West Sydney are strong. They are both working class areas, distanced from the wealth and ostentation of the CBD and surrounding suburbs. In the opening scene of the classic crime drama, Blood In Blood Out, the main character is asked what the difference is between East LA and LA. He firmly replies, ‘It’s a whole different country’. Similarly, West Sydney is a whole different country to Sydney and this will be represented in the football clubs. Sydney FC, like Chelsea, is a large, inner-city glamour club with a wealthy Russian owner (and they both wear blue). West Sydney, like West Ham, must be a club to represent the battlers, the working class and the true believers. We may not have the money of ‘Bling FC’ or their supporters but we will stand proudly behind our team who will carry with them the hopes and dreams of their supporters.

I propose claret and blue for two main reasons. The first reason is simply because it looks good and it looks distinctive. The A-League, of course, already has its Reds and Sky Blues. Yellow has been particularly popular with the Mariners, Phoenix and now-defunct Gold Coast all using it. In an attempt to be distinctive, Perth have used the less-than-appealing purple while the also defunct North Queensland opted for a particularly revolting lime green. Claret and blue looks great but more importantly it will be entirely unique and instantly recognisable in Australia.

The second reason is that claret and blue has such a strong history, though West Ham, as being the colours of the working class. These are the battlers’ colours and the new West Sydney team should be proud to wear them. In the same way, our team and fans should adopt the nickname the Irons or Hammers. Our logo should include the crossed over hammers as it is a powerful image and statement. It represents the skill and power of the labourers and their significant contribution to society. This is a ready-made fit for West Sydney. Among the hardcore supporters of this team will be few merchant bankers, doctors and lawyers. This will be a team wedded to the working class, to ordinary Aussies dedicated week in and week out to seeing their team succeed against the elites.

When a football club represents not just a team of players but the aspirations of an entire class of people, the loyalty and support that club receives is incredible. Here in Australia, the Sydney Hammers and various other fan clubs around the country still watch every game on the other side of the world with baited breath. If the new West Sydney team taps into the well of emotions that the working class have as they seek dignity, respect and equality with their wealthier, Eastern and Northern suburbs neighbours, then the foundations for a team with fanatical and generational support will be laid. My name is Benjamin Thomas Jones and I am a son of Western Sydney. I propose to you a new team: West Sydney United Football Club supported by the Claret and Blue army. Come on you Irons!

On the wisdom of smart phones

Monday, April 9th, 2012

For the better part of a century, Western males have had two essential items they need when leaving the house; their wallet and their keys. It is a genuinely terrifying experience to realise either are missing because they are absolutely necessary for virtually any plans or activities. During the 1990s, the mobile phone joined the keys and wallet to form a trinity of essential male items. This is no small feat as, compared to the crowded pantheon of essential items that comprise the female handbag, the male essentials are generally competing for the extremely limited real estate in the front and back pants pockets. How is it that mobile phones have become such a necessity?

I was recently made painfully aware of the extent to which I rely on my mobile phone. I was making the long trip to Sydney’s Chinatown and realised that I had forgotten my phone. An hour can seem like a very long or short period of time depending on whether you are engaged or sitting bored. The modern smart phone allows you to listen to music, play games, read a newspaper or chat with friends. It was disconcerting to be left without any of these options. Upon arrival, I found myself regularly dipping my hand into the pocket where I keep my phone only to relive my disappointment. Unlike my keys and wallet, which surface only occasionally, I was surprised how often it occurred to me that I should text someone, call a friend to see if they are nearby, google a disputed fact that arises in conversation or update my facebook status as random epiphanies and epigrams enter my head. I was struck also by a distinct lack of freedom. As I use my phone as a clock, I was not able to walk freely and explore the shops and attractions as I normally would. Painfully aware that if I lost my wife it would be very difficult to find her again, I kept a close distance and reluctantly followed her into many places of little interest to me. Returning home, I raced into my bedroom and picked up my neglected phone; no missed calls or texts.

In 2008, mobile phones reached saturation point in Australia (that is to say, there are more phones than people). Mobile phone addiction, or nomophobia, is a real affliction comparable to drug or alcohol addiction. Diana James of Queensland University of Technology notes that addicts will experience increased heart rate, extreme anxiousness and, as one addict put it, feel like a limb is missing if they are without their phones. Many psychiatrists are suggesting that mobile phone addiction is one of the biggest non-drug addictions in modern times. Barcelona psychologist Andres Gonzalez estimates that up to 15 per cent of Spanish teenagers sleep with their mobile phones in case they get a text or call late at night.  So are mobile phones an essential item, worthy of their lofty colleagues, the keys and wallet, or are they a dangerous new commodity keeping young people in an unnatural state of constant connectivity? In short, do they increase or decrease freedom?

St Augustine once mused that ‘complete abstinence is easier than perfect moderation’. In some ways it is easier for a drug, alcohol or gambling addict as they can cut themselves off from their vice completely. This is why overcoming obesity is so perilous. Food is both a vice and a necessity so rather than cutting it off it must be eaten with moderation. In the same way, mobile phones can be a vice but they are effectively a necessity due to the nature of our technological society.  The challenge for addicts is not to quit but to use in moderation.

Mobile phones have a unique ability to both increase and decrease freedom depending on their use. They give us the ability to quickly contact people, to find missing friends, to relay important messages and simply to talk when we need to get something off our chests. On the flip side they can be a virtual leash making us contactable at all hours of the day in all areas. There is something positive and healthy about turning the phone off occasionally behind any desire to contact or be contacted.

I suppose I think deeply about phones because I am part of the last generation to grow up without them. Before I went on my first date at age 13, I had to complete the time-honoured tradition of dialling the landline, making polite small talk to the parent or sibling who would invariably answer the phone before finally getting through to the desired person. I am no troglodyte and for the most part I fully embrace the inclusion of mobile phones into the trinity of essentials. I do propose three principles of protocol.

1. Turn your phone off (not on silent) during a lecture, movie, religious service, wedding or similar occasion. It may seem suffice to have your phone on silent but there are two important ideas here. Firstly, we should not be contactable at all hours. By turning the phone completely off during an event we are freeing ourselves from harassment but more importantly we are keeping things in perspective. We are showing respect for our fellow guests and for the event organiser and we are establishing that we do not need to respond instantly to all communication.

2. Give due respect to the person you are with. If you have met someone for a coffee or are with friends, you should acknowledge that their physical presence is valuable to you. Of course you may need  to take a call or reply instantly to an important text (and if that is the case you should apologise to your company). For the most part, however, the phone can and should wait. Friedrich Engels lamented in the mid-nineteenth century that strangers pass each other in the street without tipping the hat or in any way acknowledging a fellow human. How much sadder is it if we barely acknowledge our own friends and family member in our presence because we are captivated by our phones?

3. Take a regular break. Go for a walk or a drive, pop down to the shops or just stay at home with a book but turn the phone off for a few hours. On the weekend at least, we should take a few hours without the virtual leash just to be free to enjoy an activity without the prospect of interruption.

We live in a society where we jog while listening to music, iron with the television on and keep the phone constantly charged and within earshot but we mustn’t be afraid to be alone with our own thoughts from time to time. Mark Twain once quipped that he displayed moderation by never smoking when asleep and never refraining while awake. It is a rule I’m sure he would not have applied to mobile phones had they been around in his day. There is undoubtedly a freedom that comes from our increased means of connectivity but there is a corresponding freedom that comes from cutting off that connectivity for a set period. Mobile phones are a great thing but like the keys and wallet they must be an asset, increased means to greater ends. We must avoid mobile phone addiction, lest they become cellular manacles, keeping us distracted and distanced from our goals our friends and ourselves.