Bert Kelly, The Bulletin, January 4, 1983, p. 84.
It is interesting for me to watch the differing reactions of people who have sat through one of my lectures on tariffs. This must be a grim ordeal, particularly for high protectionists. I am not much of a speaker on my own but with Eccles helping me, as he insists on doing when I am speaking about tariffs, I can understand why most of the high protectionists have a glazed look in their eyes as they head for the door after the meeting.
On the other hand, sometimes a low tariff man will pat me on the back and say, “Keep going, Bert, even if it kills you!” And surprisingly frequently, a secondary industry man will come out to the front after the meeting is over and, looking around carefully to make sure he cannot be overheard, will give me the same advice. When I ask why, he will explain that his factory is being damaged by the tariff on one of his raw materials and this makes his product dearer and so makes it difficult for him to compete with imports or with goods that can be substituted for what he makes.
For instance, he may be a plastic containers manufacturer moaning about the duty on the plastic granules which the tariff makes more expensive, or a clothing manufacturer who is hurt by the duty on the piecegoods he buys. These people almost always beg me not to mention their names lest they get into trouble with their suppliers or with their chamber of manufacturers but they are very much on my side.
After a recent meeting I noticed a man of about my age waiting around till everyone else had gone. Then he told me that he owned a small factory which gained from protection but in spite of this he urged me to keep on fighting to lower trade barriers. “Even if it kills you, Bert,” he added with usual kind afterthought. When I asked why, he admitted he was the grandfather of a brace of bouncing boys and he was becoming more interested in their future than his. He told me that he, like me, had seen how the protectionism of the early 1930s, and the trade wars that followed, had made World War II almost inevitable. He begged me to keep going for the sake of his grandchildren.
I know how grandfathers feel about matters of this kind. Fathers are too busy changing nappies or climbing the business tree, their noses are often too close to the family grindstone, to be able to see what is happening in the world. But grandfathers are different. We have lots more time to admire the many outstanding characteristics of our grandchildren which have been inherited from us and to tut-tut at any unfortunate traits that come from “the other side.”
But, above all, we have time to ponder our progeny’s future as their fathers seldom have. So I could understand why this grandfather felt so deeply about his grandsons’ future, when each week the dark clouds of protectionism gather more threateningly.
In 1977, when representing Australia at the European Parliament at Strasburg, I heard Emile Van Lennup, the secretary of the OECD, tell us of the threat that protectionism then posed to world peace. As Strasburg is almost on the banks of the Rhine, one of the recognised war frontiers, his message had an unusual poignancy for me. But on November 17 this year, at another OECD meeting, Van Lennup, after warning that the pressures for protectionism were becoming more serious as the recession deepened, said, “It is my considered opinion that this danger of a chain reaction of beggar-thy-neighbour policies with potentially disastrous consequences is now greater than at any time since World War II.”
People of my age can see a pathetic similarity between 1929 and now, with trade barriers going up all round the world. This is why the grandfather reacted as he did. It is true that Malcolm Fraser and his government seem to realise the fundamental dangers of protectionism and we commend them on their awakening. But we know from bitter experience that they speak very bravely when overseas but run to water when somebody huffs at them when they come home. It is for this reason that I wish the leaders of the powerful pressure groups, people such as Neil Walford of Repco, or Ray Aitchison of the textile and clothing group, had large numbers of grandchildren. If they did, I am sure they would be very careful not to push our timid government further down the protectionist path which leads inevitably to trade wars or worse.
It is now generally accepted by everyone except the economic troglodytes that a gradual lowering of our trade barriers would increase our standard of living. But in this article I am more interested in our length of living, particularly for my grandchildren.