The Palm Sunday Refugee Marches have come and gone; the travails of people who seek asylum continue. In a recent article that reflects her rich experience, Moira Rayner was right to say that marches are not effective in changing policy. She was also right to emphasise the importance of small local groups that beaver away. But there may be something more to be said for marches.
Marches are certainly not usually effective. Where they are, as in the Vietnam War marches in Australia or in Manila under Marcos, the fortress was already crumbling.
But more typical was the march, one of the largest held in Melbourne, to dissuade the government from joining the prospective Iraq invasion. Very shortly afterwards, supported by compliant commentators and public opinion, John Howard sent Australians to join that deceitful and foolish adventure whose costs the world is still paying.
If marches are often without effect, they are not a waste of energy. Their value lies not in their effectiveness but in their ritual. They are a form of celebration, appropriately held on the weekend, the descendant of the Sabbath day that freed people from work for more important things.
Marches belong to Carnival, interrupting the severe regime of fasting from justice and from compassion that marks the long political Lent.
The energy of marches comes from the small groups of whom Moira spoke so tellingly — the rural congregations, the community organisations, the special interest groups, the committed individuals, all joined together in a raggle-taggle line frayed by the bobbing placards of different heights and shapes.
They bring to life a great tradition, as nonagenerian members of the post-war peace movement mingle with children of environmentalists.
In marches, people spruik their wares, seeking disciples and advertising their events. Banners badge organisations and their work, but their badging is often undercut. A life-size Pope Francis carried on a stick marches alongside a boy in a T-shirt that invites its readers to do unseemly things to Tony Abbott.
"Ultimately marches are important because they enact a full, vibrant and humane vision of society in the face of a narrow and vicious version."
Good marches are a place for play, and so are never far from anarchy. Small boys make their own double-sided placards, one side of which invites the sympathetic to ban uranium mining. The other side invites the hostile to support it.
To many of us, too, they offer the delight of walking with police alongside