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Volume three in the trilogy claimed to demonstrate that the Stolen Generations were a myth. Oddly,no volume two has ever appeared. As a result,we have never been allowed to see how Windschuttle might go about proving that the notorious Queensland frontier,or,for that matter,the blood-soaked estates of the other mainland colonies,were tranquil places where God-fearing colonists attached to British law and order established their sheepwalks and cattle runs without much bloodshed.
David Marr’s powerful Killing For Country:A Family Story might help explain,as well as to fill,this apparent gap. Marr’s account is a relentless exposé of the violence at the heart of the colonisation of Australia. It is also something of a family saga:Marr is a descendant of the migrants on which the book focuses,the Uhr family.
Their Australian career unfolded mainly under the patronage of a sticky-fingered emigrant merchant,pastoralist,politician and philanthropist,Richard Jones. Jones engaged a brother-in-law,Edmund Uhr,in helping him to expand his pastoral holdings. With ambition that well and truly outstripped his ability,Uhr later ran – badly – a sheep boiling-down works in Maryborough,served as a magistrate,and ended up as Sergeant-at-Arms of the Queensland Parliament.
Killing Aboriginal people became a family business when Reg,Edmund’s son,established a career as an officer in the Native Mounted Police. Younger brother D’arcy,also in this force for a time,and rather more wild and more famous,was celebrated as a cheeky and hard-living larrikin of the type Australians are said to love. A compulsive liar,aggressive racist and serial killer,he was responsible over many decades for murders of Indigenous people in Queensland’s Gulf country,the Northern Territory,and the Western Australian goldfields.
Land-grabbing and its corollary,the massacre of Indigenous people,provided the unifying theme of this family’s early history. There must be many Australians who have such stories in their genealogy. They,like the rest of us who have inherited this history,will recently have heard from Senator Jacinta Nampijinpa Price that,far from having suffered from colonisation,Indigenous people have it to thank for benefits such as running water. Those being killed in their tens of thousands in frontier warfare would not have been aware of such advantages,even if they had been invited to consider them before they were shot.
Marr shows that colonists evolved a discreet system for clearing Aboriginal people from their land through slaughter without incurring serious risk of interference by the authorities. Indeed,the vague instructions issued by British-appointed governors and,later,elected colonial governments about what was and was not permissible gave something close to carte blanche to white vigilantes and Aboriginal “police” charged with keeping order.
The latter were usually recruited from distant places such as the southern colonies,so that they would be as foreign to the Aboriginal people of Queensland as the white colonisers who had hired them. The violence was often extreme and fuelled by the “spoils” that the Native Police,in essence a military force,gained from their efforts,such as access to women.