I recently reviewed Thomas Frank’s One Market Under God, and William Baumol’s The Free-Market Innovation Machine: Analyzing the Growth Miracle of Capitalism,for The Drawing Board, an Internet journal published out of the University of Sydeny. My concluding para

The Free-Market Innovation Machine is a disappointing book from an author who has made substantial and creative contributions in many fields of economics in the past. By contrast, One Market Under God deserves to be recognised as the best dissection of the bubble culture of the 1990s that has yet been written.

It may be a little while before my latest contribution to the Fin goes up on my new website at UQ, and of course the Fin is almost the only paper in the world with a website that’s “all pay, all the time”. In my most recent column, published on Thursday, I argue that Labor needs to push for higher taxes and conclude

For the moment, it is probably too optimistic to suppose that any political party in Australia would advocate an increase in standard rates of income tax to finance improvements in health, education and the environment. But ultimately, those who will the end must will the means.

Reading the comments that have accumulated in my absence, I see that some of my American readers were a bit miffed about my gentle raillery on the subject of coffee. To even the score, I’ll just mention that while the espresso machine was the second-last item to be packed and the second to be unpacked, my beloved PowerBook G4 Titanium was last on and first off. Nothing I have ever owned has made a bigger difference to my quality of life (except perhaps my first 128K Mac). I dips me lid to American style and ingenuity for this marvelous device.

In a virtual sense, anyway. In geographical terms, I’ve arrived on a beautiful day in Brisbane. The flame trees and poincianas are in bloom, and there was even a kookaburra on the back fence to welcome us. More from me after I’ve unpacked the Krups!

Well, this is my definite last post from Canberra. The Krups is in the car, and the Powerbook is the last thing left in the house that’s plugged in. Thanks to all the Queensland bloggers who’ve already offered welcomes.

Since I’ve got a little bit of time on my hands, I’ll just observe that the Indonesian police have done a great job. In view of their success in catching the main suspects, I’m prepared to put the ‘laughing bomber’ episode down to cultural differences – it seems to have played OK in Indonesia and that’s what matters. The blame has been pinned firmly on radical Islamism and this will hopefully help to stop this malign import from taking root in Indonesia.

Now if we could only get Howard to do something positive, like a full-scale denunciation of Fred Nile’s absurd comments on chadors. Given that Howard has the guts to take a stand on things he believes in, like gun laws, his pussyfooting with Nile and earlier with Hanson leads me to the conclusion that he shares their sentiments to a large degree.

An interesting sidelight to the Carr-Kingston controversy was this comment by Tim Blair

A publication “called” National Post? What, Margo’s never heard of it?

I have to confess that, until I started Googling serial plagiarist Mark Steyn, who is featured regularly in its pages, I had never heard of this august journal either. Imagine my embarrassment when I found out it was a well-known Canadian newspaper.

Obviously Margo and I, as pointy-headed intellectuals, fail to share in the average Australian’s close interest in all things Canadian, whereas Tim has his finger right on the popular pulse. This explains a lot, like the dinner party conversation starters along the lines of “How about them Maple Leafs” that used to go straight over my head. Now if any Canadian readers can explain the Progressive Conservatives for me, I’ll be right in the swing of things.

The house is all packed up except for the items we absolutely need for tonight and tomorrow – beds, a toaster and the Krups espresso machine. With a long trip ahead, a good cup of coffee will be even more vital than usual.

So I was fascinated to read this piece on a new image for “Mr. Coffee”, one of those 1970-vintage automatic coffee machines. In a nod to my favorite computer, they suggest calling it iCoffee, although there is no planned connection to the Internet.

This raises a couple of points. First, the problem is not the name but the mechanism. Given America’s status as the world’s leading consumer society, it’s startling that so few people there understand something as vital to civilisation as good coffee.

Second, as with anything about coffee in the US, the article can’t avoid mentioning Starbucks. The question I have is about the appropriate metaphor. Is Starbucks to coffee as Oprah Winfrey is to literature, a potential bridge from instant to the real thing. Or is Starbucks to coffee as Microsoft is to software, a ‘good enough’ monopolist that kills the competition and closes off the chance of anything better?

From ANU anyway. After I post this, I’ll pack up my trusty Powerbook, the last item left in my office. Tomorrow, the family and I will set out for Brisbane, taking it slowly. There may or may not be a little blogging en route. I should have a permanent Internet connection again next week. In the meantime, I hope my legion of commentators will take up the slack I’m leaving. Would anyone care to start with a comment on, say, drug legalisation, or whether bin Laden is really still alive?

After Philip Adams, Margo Kingston is the journalist Australian bloggers love to hate, though she is not without able defenders. The debate has now spilled over into the comments thread of one of my posts and been linked to by Margo’s blog nemesis, Tim Blair. So I guess it’s time for me to wade into the fray.

An added incentive is that, according to Tim, Bob Carr’s attack on Margo has been based on the arguments of Mark Steyn. As regular readers will know, I’ve appointed myself as Steyn’s nemesis, with a so-far unanswered challenge to his fans to produce a single article that doesn’t contain either a gross factual error, a plagiarised/distorted quote or an obivous distortion of the truth. As it happens I’ve already met this challenge for the piece referred to by Carr, which asserted that Sinn Fein (and not the Real IRA) was responsible for the Omagh bombing, but the attack on Margo Kingston gives an opportunity for bonus points.

The Steyn piece has been moved to the Oz archives, but I found a link to another version here. You can then look at Margo’s article and see if she was making any assertion about root causes. It begins

There is no meaning yet. We don’t yet know for sure what happened. We don’t know who did this. We don’t know why

and ends

Will we now swing behind war with Iraq or pull out and focus on our home? The Pacific. South East Asia. East Timor, especially, where we’re protecting a baby, Christian democracy. The places where we have duties and responsibilities and, in the end, where our self interest lies. I don’t know.

Arguably, Margo would have been better off waiting to clarify her thoughts before writing anything on the subject*, but this isn’t always an option for a working journalist. In any case, I much prefer her honest confusion (which, in the immediate aftermath, I shared) to the heresy-hunting that marred so much of the reaction to Bali, including Tim Blair’s, which spoiled, for me, some great and impassioned writing.

The fact is, as most sensible people have now conceded, that the ability of terrorist organisations to recruit members and maintain significant popular support is rooted in things like poverty and dictatorship. This doesn’t mean that individuals become terrorists because they are poor or that anything we can do will appease the hardcore members of Al Qaeda. But you only have to look at the loss of support for the IRA in the Republic of Ireland after it joined the EU to see that prosperity and national optimism cause a rapid loss of interest in historical and religious grievances.

* Not that this would necessarily protect her. I refrained from putting forward any analysis for some days, but even my expression of sympathy for the victims and their families copped a heresy ticket from an American warblogger (Asparagirl) because I mentioned that we should remember other grieving families as well.

Ken Davidson demolishes most of the key claims about the economic management of the Kennett government. As I’ve argued elsewhere the privatisation of Victoria’s electricity industry was roughly neutral in terms of its effect on the finances of the Victorian government – this is better than average for a privatisation, but does nothing to offset the losses associated with disasters like CityLink, the long-term damage associated with cuts in education spending or the waste associated with “Think Big” extravaganzas like the Grand Prix.

The one point I think it is necessary to concede is that the political-economic strategy of the Cain-Kirner government was hopeless. They were facing steady cuts in grants from the government and pressure to follow the neoliberal policy line favored by Keating. They neither openly attacked the Federal government (a sustainable political line that would have put the blame where it belonged) nor implemented the cuts. Eventually, they had to fail, and Keating got a premier who would implement the policies he wanted.