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TALL POPPIES, STAMENS AND PISTILS

One of the most common clichés in Australia is that we suffer from the Tall Poppy Syndrome.

We build people up and then we gleefully cut them down. I don’t agree I think it is a myth.

The so-called Tall Poppies we supposedly reduce in size deserve it. Shane Warne was one of the tallest tall poppies in our sporting world. Jealous, envious Australians didn’t lop him off. He did it to himself and then got banned from his sport for a year on drug charges.

Other sporting stars have had self-inflicted reputation amputations because of drink-driving, pub-brawling, whatever.

Can anybody seriously argue that Wayne Carey was a victim of the Tall Poppy Syndrome? Although you could make a flower analogy: It was his stamen and Kelly Stephens’ pistil that brought them undone.

Tall Poppies are in the news today because of an article in the (Melbourne) Herald Sun under the headline: “Looking for bad in those who are good.

It was written by a senior writer for the Ayn Rand Institute in California.

Robert W. Tracinski attacks critics of home-decorating guru Martha Stewart who is facing charges of insider trading and if convicted faces a possible jail term of up to thirty years.

Tracinski says: How has a home decorating expert with a wholesome public persona come to be regarded as a major cultural villain?

His answer: Martha is hated because she is a Tall Poppy. And he says:

“There’s a notorious saying in Australia – cutting down the Tall Poppies. In other words, anyone who dares poke their head above the crowd must be attacked, denigrated, and brought down to the common level”.

In think that is rubbish. A perpetuated myth. If true, how can you explain the hero worship of actors and singers and football players and cricketers.

It is true that the higher you climb the further the fall. But, from my experience most Tall Poppies who do topple are cut down with self-inflicted wounds.

Either believing all their publicity or, more often, thinking they live in an untouchable stratosphere. To paraphrase The Great Gatsby they are no longer like normal people. They live by a different set of rules or non-rules. And sometimes, like Icarus, they fly to close to the Sun.

Wednesday, January 14, 2004

©Copyright Derryn Hinch 2004