not quite … sorry to temper the pleasure of knowing immediatly. It's taken so long to get here. This pricklings thing has been hanging around for an awfully long time. My small eureka came suddenly, as it does. It seems that the relationship between the hungry dog, the approaching master and the raised stick is an analogy for instrumental language. Of course it's to do with the pleasure pain scenario too — this represents (is) this and demands this (and only this) response.

There are two ways to think 'eureka!' here (given it is less thought than known/felt). First the local connection - the Eureka Stockade (GOLD!), the other Australian flag depicting the Southern Cross which has since become a cipher for worker's right and union power, and also (at the same time) for urban right wing groups: ASIANS OUT plastered on stobie poles* (less prevalent since the arrival of middle eastern people seeking asylum gave hatred a new target)). And in resonance with Ulmer — through whom I learnt its Greek connection — this could be a moment for a thinking about an Australian choragraphy.
Immediately 'Australian' calls up Nation: Mates, Anzacs, A fair go, whitebread, the Queen and a small man at the top table … in short, Politics and though I don't want to go the way of Statehood there is another kind of politics that belongs properly to the polis. Alternate histories are the unwritten remainders that generate the catastrophic foundation of Nation; spectral realities and ghosts. (A chinese shoemaker plies his trade on the Bendigo gold-fields, his daughter becomes the Nana to my mother's childhood fears; a Koori boy-baby grows up in motherless in a nameless church establishment in inner-city Sydney for kids abandoned or stolen (this word of property and jurisprudence). He becomes the father who abandons my mother at two.) These are whispers that circulate bereft of temporality, of distinct spaces and times, of the completion that narrative brings …

* stobie pole is the peculiarly South Australian name for the electricity poles that edge suburban roads. Their local configuration is a flat rectangular mould of concrete edged with steel which renders a stobie both a perfect plane for stickers and the violent impact of cars.