NEXT year will be the 100-year anniversary of the Gallipoli landing during World War I.
In Australia we will be swamped by an orgy of publicity – in the press, on television and radio and at public events with documentaries, mini-series, wreath-laying ceremonies, nationalistic cant and pilgrimages to Turkey.
I’m not looking forward to it.
The Australian public has long been seduced by the sentimentality of war and, by extension, mass tragedy.
By any measure the outpouring linked to the recent siege in Sydney was extraordinary. It eclipsed even the public grief on display following the Bali bombings, the Asian tsunami and the loss of the Malaysian aeroplane in the Ukraine.