A Modest Member of Parliament [Bert Kelly], “Critics leave a politician speechless,” The Australian Financial Review, January 16, 1970, p. 3. Reprinted in Economics Made Easy (Adelaide: Brolga Books, 1982), pp. 9-10, as “Limited Resources (1).”

Soon after I became a Member of Parliament I found that, if you were finding the going difficult when making a speech, the surest way to stop people walking out of the Chamber was to refer to “this great country of ours,” or to bring in a bit about “this land of limitless resources,” or “our vast empty spaces.”

As soon as you do this, your image starts to glow a bit and, if you do it fairly frequently, you start to be regarded more as a statesman than a politician. This is nice.

And this theme fits rather pleasantly into almost everything. For instance, if you are urging the Government to increase pensions, you can justify this because we are such a wealthy country with such “limitless resources” and — if you say this loudly enough — you can skate over the awkward question as to where the money is coming from.

So it was a great grief to me when Eccles exploded the pleasant fantasy.

He began by pointing out that if I were referring to “our great open spaces” as a benefit to the nation then I was talking through my hat.

He says that most of the areas that are empty are like that because they are just about useless, and that they can be saved from further deterioration only by great skill, courage and increasing research.

In actual fact, he says that these vast areas are much more a hindrance than a help, and the cost of carrying goods across them presents a very grave barrier to the development of “this great country of ours.”

He then went on to point out that I ought to know, having a rural constituency, that Australia has developed land of such poor quality (and with such a lousy climate) that would remain undeveloped in any other country in the world.

He pointed out that he had seen land under scrub in India and Ceylon which if it had been here would have been developed years ago.

Then he went on to talk about the 90-mile desert in South Australia, the sand plain country in Western Australia and even the tropical pasture lands in the north.

Summing it all up, he thinks that, as far as land resources are concerned, that our “limitless resources” have very definite economic limits and that these limits have been pushed to the maximum.

“And you kid yourselves and your constituents,” he complained in his high squeaking voice, “if you do not recognise that our land resources are indeed limited and, because they are, we have to run in the same economic hobbles as other people.

This is about the only area of agreement between my neighbour, Fred the farmer, and Eccles. Every time I sound off at a meeting near home that Fred has been induced to attend, he always snorts when I come to this bit about “limitless resources.”

He seems to have a very clear idea of where these limits lie on his own farm. And so did I before I got into Parliament. I know I was looking for land for my son, and there didn’t seem to be many limitless resources lying around waiting to be developed. Only the hard places remained.

So there goes another fine flowing phrase.

If Eccles keeps going like this, opportunities for eloquence will be rather limited, and it is going to be hard to get re-elected next time.