Opinion / Andrew Mueller
Aussie rules
Australia’s handling of coronavirus is due considerable credit. By taking advantage of its status as a natural fortress and closing itself off, the country kept cases below 30,000 and deaths below 1,000. And as a result normal life has more or less resumed. But it seems weirdly willing to pay the cost of this success – isolation – indefinitely. Australia’s treasurer Josh Frydenberg says that he does not anticipate borders to fully reopen sooner than late 2022. Best guesses around the sluggish national vaccine programme do not anticipate the adult population being fully protected until the year after that.
Australians who live overseas (like this London-based correspondent) normally take comfort that however far or wide we’ve roamed, should we want or need to go home, with efficient transfers and a helpful tailwind we’re maybe 24 hours away. It has now been a year and counting and judging by these most recent estimates, we expats could have at least that long again to wait. My personal unhappiness at this is not, in the grand scheme of things, significant. I was sorry to miss my annual Christmastime dousing of Australian sunshine last year and I’ll be sorrier if it doesn’t happen this year. But it could be worse, as indeed it is for many thousands of my compatriots who actually live in Australia but have been stranded overseas, some for many months.
What is significant – and bewildering – is that Canberra is yet to propose a coherent route to re-emergence. In all the ways Australia has changed in my lifetime, the change I’ve liked the most is the transformation from insular, awkward, lonely post-colonial outpost to gregarious, confident and worldly nation. When I can return, whenever that is, I know which one I’d prefer to go back to.