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Ut‘i’o/it'r I, 1918. THE LONE HAND 467 The irrepressible Anstey ByJEAN msi demands. The House is in an uproar, Everybody is vociferous but the short, stocky personage who was the original cause of the disturb ance. He sits forward, beaming with a quaint impertinence, his eyes glinting with a mischief that is cold and merciless. As you watch him moving his head to catch voices in the clamor, you get a succession of determined profiles. The face seems to have been abandoned to heady passions and tumultuous griefs. The nose has the ominous distinc tion of a threat. The mouth might have been moulded of a sob and a sneer. Only the waving grey hair that tends to curl thickly about the ears and neck is a reproach to the rest of the countenance. it might belong to a poet or maestro, though somehow one associates it with or nate jewellery, loud neckties, and vulgarity. And there is just a faint suggestion of vulgarity about the man when he rises to resume his speech. His gestures denote tn natural demagogue. His language reveals torrential feeling. He is no victim of the terrible tyranny of words. His independence is pro claimed by the moans of a mutil ated syntax. His discourse is grue some with the remains of slaught ered sentences. His audacious tongue, darting hither and thither. is seeking what aspirates it can de vour. And he delivers ideas that somewhere between the thought and the utterance have. lost their composure and probability. It is often red. revolutionary stuff he ut ters. packed with ugly generalities and poisonous personal onslaughts, but freely deprived of its venomous purpose by the anaesthetic of humor. And here let one say that he is exceedingly funny at times. The dignity of the greatest oppon ent has been ruined by the creations of his ironical fancy. Indeed his acrid sarcasms have shaken the very pillars in the Temple of Stodge. Still, after he has finished and resumed his seat. one has a clinging memory of the gibes and hilious laughter. The solid matter of his discourse is rarely a con tributing factor to harmony and good feelings. Political enemies liken it to the Bosh that Lenin and Trotzky put into the Bolshevik re ligion. That is an impression of Frank Anstey, M.H.R., and the most extraordinary character in the Fed eral Labor Party. He has been a sailor. a laborer, a caretaker, and a hundred other things, but he has latterly achieved the hauteur of calling himself a person of “no occupation.” Anstey is _a native of Devonshire, but the thought of its green lanes is obscured in his mind by slimy vistas of slums. There is no need to ask his opinion of the English wage system. He is an episode in its history, quite negli gible among numbers equally ardu ous, but still poignant to him after “0 RDER! Order! the Speaker I years of comparative prosperity. As a boy he starved in England and lit erally tramped from town to town trying to make two crusts of bread grow where one grew before. A man whose recollection is clouded by those experiences is an impat ient philosopher to softly-nurtured opponents. The memory of having seen his mother inadequately fed lends a. certain authority to his ran cour and gives him the tone of an irreconcilable. And Anstey is an irreconcilable as regards the econ omic position. As the member for Brunswick in the Victorian Assem bly and later as representative for Bourke (\'ic.) in the Commonwealth arena, he has never deviated from his Socialistic principles. He argues that Socialism is the only logical cure for a system that yearly com pels thousands to die of insuffi ciency in the good thiigs of life. Otherwise the only alternative is to save all those superfluous appetites the trouble of getting born. An stey is not the first to feel crushed between the millstones of Marx and .\lalthus. so to speak, but he is nearly the first. to perceive the irony of the situation. It is this irony that has entered his soul and rises periodically to sour his utter ance. -‘ -,._' '. 5. .- ,._.... '-. i . ”ON. 1”. Photo. by Johnston U'b‘hannesay and CO. * “7?“ .. a", ifl¢:1.,.3$h3?f; ~;'¥~$¢¢:q"§w ! “eff-u: -', ~ .»" qfifi’? tb¥t2£&:?§:¢eg 5- .- ,*.-.- a, 33+:- ’*' ' "wk .F .. “f- i {st-f. '.'l' firofi‘vfl" fit -~' ,-.’ n- - ". .- I 54“ in, !_ ,-':..;- 35.- "'»~ '_f?"§2$"f’._-,_, -' '. ' , 1‘; _., 4. figflz" 5' ,. ._. _. _.. .'.. 4.7. K". _ I", - _. 0 a“ _ - . . ._ , ."'i .\ NS'l‘EY, Ansley can be chaotic. neurotic, and idiotic, but he has never been dull. His humor is surprising. and he is able to give it abundant exer cise when considering the opinions and the people opposite. It must be admitted that there are views and men behind the Government that are. gifts to any political satirist. A Liberalism that is mostly exultant in the power of law and order, is vulnerable to the bluntest shafts of wit. Men who have entered their second childhood or haven't emer ged from their first can be made to look foolish by the crudest political tyro. But. Austey's success as a jes ter is wonderful because he hasn't the ordinary weapons of speech. As a speaker he could never achieve lileakin's effortless flow of silver and gold. He does not possess Bak hap's vocabulary, Kelly’s apposite ness. or the late Roberts' penetrat ing fluency. Likewise he lacks the Scotch alootness that distinguishes Fowler's invective. He is cubits short of Watts oratorical stature. Brennan's polished flippancy has been denied to him. (‘onsidine's Irish readiness is not his metier. And he never could approach burly Jim Page’s genial brutality. Yet in his seething messages to democracy there sometimes emerges a thought ...m-'.-:-r 'a 3-4 .\I.il.l{. Black by Bacon and Co. that is wrenched hot and lurid from the brain and is moulded. ere it cools, into a transfiguring epigram. One remembers the night a few months ago when he reviewed the Government's burlesque resignation after the secondReferendum. That evening he bubbled with senten tious sarcasm and mentioned a propos the incident at Warwick: “Just as the oak sprang from the acorn, so out of a rotten egg they manufactured the Commonwealth police." it was not his best saying, but. in the essence of its ridicule it deserved to be immortal. It is this faculty for pungent illustration that fills the House quicker than William Morris llughes' asserted power of fascination. Indeed Hughes must envy Anstey's queer capacity for packing the. public gal. leries and holding all tense and ex pectant until the end of his speech. But. then Hughes rarely endeavors to say anything memorable. It is not unfair to remark that his fre quent path as a speaker has been a sort of via dolorosa of neglected opportunities. Of Austey's future in politics it is safe to prophesy that he. will be content to remain a tribune of the people. If Labor ever attains office again. he might. be offered Cabinet rank on account of his personal in tegi'ity. his sound knowledge of banking and finance, and his pro found freedom t'rom most of the popular political illusions. But a t‘abinet with Anstey in it would soon become a mixture of a. dog tight. a temperamental prima donna, and a Sinn Vein meeting where someone had proposed “To Hell with the Irish." Anstey could never tolerate the steadying effect of (‘abinet responsibility or the necessary stifling of personality and principle which smug Ofl‘i-Ce seekers find it easy to endure. As a matter of fact, he is too honest and independent for the cowardly compromises of the Cabinet room. Really the trouble with him is that he was born over a century too late. As (‘itizen Anstey he might have been a jeune premier in the great Parisian drama of 1789. Perhaps he might have been another Danton witlrout quite his high purpose, of even a new Marat deprived of the wickedness and headache but he would have been a man of the Mountain. Certainly he would have denounced Robespierre and died with the others in the sweet, warm sunset which. Belloc describes in his “Life of Danton.“ The present era can offer him nothing so fine and finished as that conclusion. The only martyrdom that is left to him is to go on teaching a Democracy that will never learn to continue advising the Man in the Street only to discover that he is Ever at Sea. That is the irony of“ ironies, and Anstey, connoisseur of irony, should appreciate it well.

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Page 1: The Irrepressible Anstey - samisdat.info · Ut‘i’o/it'r I, 1918. THE LONE HAND 467 The irrepressible Anstey ByJEAN msi demands. The Houseis in an uproar, Everybody is vociferous

Ut‘i’o/it'r I, 1918. T H E L O N E H A N D 467

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demands.T h e House i s i n a n u p r o a r ,

Everybody is vociferous b u t theshort, s tocky personage who wast h e o r i g i n a l cause o f the disturb‑ance. He sits forward, beaming w i t ha q u a i n t i m p e r t i n e n c e , h i s eyesg l i n t i n g w i th a mischief tha t i s co ldand merciless. As y o u watch h i mm o v i n g h i s head t o catch voices i nthe clamor, y o u g e t a succession ofdetermined profi les . The face seemsto have been abandoned to h e a d ypassions and tumultuous g r i e f s .T h e nose has the ominous distinc‑t i on of a threat. T h e m o u t h m i g h thave been moulded of a sob a n d asneer. O n l y the w a v i n g g r e y h a i rthat tends t o c u r l t h i c k l y about theears and neck is a reproach to theres t of the countenance. it m i g h tbelong to a poe t or maestro, thoughsomehow one associates it w i th or‑n a t e jewe l le ry, loud neckt ies, andvu lgar i ty. And there is j u s t a faints u g g e s t i o n o f v u l g a r i t y about theman when he rises to resume h isspeech. H is gestures denote tnnatura l demagogue. H i s languagereveals to r ren t ia l f ee l i ng . He is novict im of the terrible t y r a n n y ofwords. H i s independence is p r o ‑claimed by the moans of a muti l‑ated syn tax . H i s discourse is grue‑some wi th the remains of s laught ‑ered sentences. H i s audacioustongue , dar t ing h i the r and thi ther.is s e e k i n g what asp i ra tes i t c a n de‑vour. And he delivers ideas thatsomewhere between the t h o u g h tand the utterance have. lost theircomposure and p robab i l i t y. I t i so f ten red. revo lu t i ona ry s tu f f he ut ‑ters. packed wi th u g l y g e n e r a l i t i e sand po isonous p e r s o n a l ons laughts ,b u t f r e e l y dep r i ved o f i t s venomouspurpose by the anaesthetic ofhumor. A n d here le t one s a y tha the is exceedingly f u n n y at t imes.The dign i ty o f the g r e a t e s t oppon‑e n t has been ru ined by the c rea t ionsof his ironical f a n c y. Indeed hisa c r i d sarcasms have shaken thev e r y p i l l a r s i n the Te m p l e o fStodge. St i l l , a f te r he has finishedand resumed his seat. one has acl inging m e m o r y of t h e g i b e s andhilious laughter. The solid matterof h is discourse is r a r e l y a con‑t r ibut ing factor to harmony andgood feel ings. Political enemiesl iken i t to the Bosh that Len in andTro tzky p u t into the Bolshevik re‑l i g i o n .

Tha t i s an imp ress i on o f F rankAnstey, M.H.R., and the most ex‑t r a o r d i n a r y character i n the Fed‑eral Labor Party. He has been asailor. a laborer, a caretaker, anda hundred o ther th ings , bu t he haslat ter ly achieved the hauteur ofca l l ing himself a person of “ n o oc‑c u p a t i o n . ” A n s t e y i s _ a nat ive o fDevonshire, but the thought of i t sg r e e n lanes is obscured in h is mindby s l imy vistas of slums. There isno need to ask his opin ion of theE n g l i s h w a g e s y s t e m . H e i s a nepisode in i ts history, qu i te n e g l i ‑g ib le among numbers equally ardu‑ous, but s t i l l po ignant to h im after

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years of comparat ive prosper i ty. Asa boy he starved in E n g l a n d and l i t ‑era l ly t r a m p e d f r o m town t o t o w nt r y i n g t o m a k e t w o c r u s t s o f breadg r o w where one g r e w before. Aman whose recollection is cloudedby those expe r i ences i s an impa t ‑ien t phi losopher t o s o f t l y - n u r t u r e dopponen ts . T h e memory o f hav ingseen h i s m o t h e r inadequately fedlends a .certain au thor i t y to h i s ran ‑cou r a n d g ives h i m the tone o f anirreconcilable. A n d A n s t e y is anirreconcilable as r e g a r d s the econ‑o m i c p o s i t i o n . A s t h e m e m b e r f o rBrunsw ick in the Vic tor ian Assem ‑bly and la ter a s r e p r e s e n t a t i v e f o rB o u r k e ( \ ' i c . ) in the Commonwealtharena, he has n e v e r deviated f r o mhis Socialistic pr inciples. He arguestha t Social ism is the o n l y l o g i c a lcure f o r a s y s t e m that y e a r l y c o m ‑pels thousands to die of insuffi‑c iency in the g o o d t h i i g s o f l i f e .Otherwise the on ly alternative is tosave a l l those s u p e r fl u o u s appet i testhe t rouble of g e t t i n g born. A n ‑s tey is not the fi r s t to feel crushedbetween the mil lstones of M a r x and.\lalthus. so to speak, b u t he isnea r l y the first. t o pe rce i ve thei r o n y of the si tuat ion. I t is th i si r o n y that has entered his soul andr ises periodical ly to sour h is utter‑ance.

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A n s l e y c a n b e chaotic. n e u r o t i c ,and id io t ic , but he has never beendull . H i s humor is su rp r i s ing . andhe is ab le to g i v e it abundant exer‑cise when c o n s i d e r i n g t h e o p i n i o n sand the people opposi te. I t must beadmit ted tha t there a r e v iews a n dm e n behind the Government thatare. g i f t s t o a n y p o l i t i c a l sat i r is t . AL ibera l ism t h a t is m o s t l y exul tanti n the p o w e r o f l a w a n d o r d e r , i svulnerable to the bluntest shafts ofw i t . M e n w h o have ente red the i rsecond childhood or haven't emer ‑ged f r o m their first can be made tolook foo l ish b y the crudest p o l i t i c a lt y r o . But. Aus tey ' s success as a jes‑t e r is wonder fu l because he hasn ' tthe o r d i n a r y w e a p o n s o f speech . A sa speaker he could never achievelileakin's effor t less flow of s i l v e rand g o l d . He does n o t possess Bak ‑hap's vocabulary, Ke l l y ’s apposi te‑ness. o r t h e l a t e Roberts ' p e n e t r a t ‑i n g fluency. L ikewise he lacks theS c o t c h alootness that d is t ingu ishesFowle r ' s invect ive. He is cubi tsshort of W a t t s oratorical stature.Brennan's pol ished flippancy hasbeen denied t o h i m . ( ‘ o n s i d i n e ' sI r ish readiness is n o t his met ier.A n d h e neve r cou ld a p p r o a c h b u r l yJ i m Page’s g e n i a l b r u t a l i t y. Ye t i nhis see th ing messages to democracythere somet imes e m e r g e s a t h o u g h t

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tha t is wrenched h o t and lu r i d f r o mthe bra in and is moulded. ere itcools, in to a t r a n s fi g u r i n g ep igram.O n e remembers t h e n i g h t a f e wm o n t h s a g o when he reviewed theGovernment's bur lesque res igna t iona f t e r the second Referendum. Thateven ing he bubbled w i t h senten‑t ious sarcasm and mentioned apropos the incident at Warwick:“ J u s t a s the o a k s p r a n g f r o m theacorn , so o u t o f a ro t ten e g g theymanufactured the Commonwealthp o l i c e . " i t was n o t h i s best saying,but. in t h e essence of i t s ridiculei t deserved to be immortal . I t isth i s f acu l t y f o r p u n g e n t i l lustrationt h a t fi l ls t h e House q u i c k e r t h a nWi l l iam M o r r i s l l u g h e s ' assertedp o w e r of fascination. IndeedH u g h e s m u s t e n v y Ans tey 's queerc a p a c i t y f o r p a c k i n g the. p u b l i c g a l .ler ies and ho ld ing a l l tense and ex‑p e c t a n t u n t i l t he end o f his speech.But. then H u g h e s r a r e l y endeavorsto say any th i ng memorable. It isn o t u n f a i r t o r e m a r k tha t h i s fre‑q u e n t p a t h as a speaker has been as o r t o f v i a dolorosa o f neg lec tedo p p o r t u n i t i e s .

Of Austey 's fu ture in po l i t i cs i t i ss a f e to prophesy that he. wi l l becon ten t to remain a t r i bune o f thepeople. I f Labor e v e r attains officea g a i n . he might . be offered Cabinetr a n k o n a c c o u n t o f h i s p e r s o n a l in ‑t eg i ' i t y. his sound know ledge o fb a n k i n g a n d finance, a n d h i s pro‑f o u n d f reedom t'rom most o f thep o p u l a r p o l i t i c a l il lusions. B u t at ‘ab inet w i t h A n s t e y in i t wouldsoon become a m i x t u r e o f a . d o gt i g h t . a t e m p e r a m e n t a l p r i m a donna,a n d a S i n n Ve in m e e t i n g wheresomeone had proposed “ T o H e l lw i th the I r i sh . " A n s t e y couldn e v e r to lerate t h e s t e a d y i n g effecto f ( ‘ a b i n e t respons ib i l i t y or thenecessary s t i fl i n g of personal i tya n d p r i nc ip l e which s m u g Ofl‘i-Ceseekers find it easy to endure. Asa m a t t e r o f f a c t , h e i s too honesta n d independen t f o r t h e c o w a r d l yc o m p r o m i s e s o f the Cabinet room.R e a l l y t he t roub le w i t h h i m is tha th e was born over a c e n t u r y too late.A s ( ‘ i t i z e n A n s t e y h e m i g h t havebeen a j e u n e p r e m i e r i n the g r e a tParisian drama of 1789. Perhapshe m i g h t have been another Dan‑t o n w i t l rou t q u i t e h is h i g h purpose ,o f even a new Mara t depr i ved o ft h e wickedness a n d headache‐buthe wou ld have been a m a n o f theMountain. Cer ta in ly he would havedenounced Robesp ie r re a n d diedwi th the others in the sweet , w a r msunset which. Belloc describes inh i s “ L i f e of Danton.“ T h e p r e s e n tera can offer h im n o t h i n g s o fineand finished as tha t conclusion. Theo n l y m a r t y r d o m tha t i s l e f t t o h imis to go on teaching a Democracythat w i l l never l e a r n ‐ t o continuea d v i s i n g t h e M a n i n the St ree t o n l yto discover tha t he is Ever at Sea.T h a t is t he i rony of“ i ronies, andAns tey, connoisseur of i rony, shouldappreciate it well.