EVERYONE online in Papua New Guinea seems to be currently preoccupied with the elections.
The big question is whether the hugely unpopular government will be able to subvert and bribe enough electoral officials, candidates and voters with the money filched from the public purse to get re-elected.
And, if that happens, what Papua New Guinea is going to do with a likely illegal national government at the helm.
I can hear the lawyers in Port Moresby rubbing their hands in anticipation all the way over here on the west coast of South Australia.
While the whole sorry saga is currently enlivening the pages of PNG Attitude, I can’t help but think about what we’ll be reading in a few weeks’ time.
I suppose the ‘Land of the Unexpected’* factor will throw up something new to keep us amused but I’m not really looking forward to that, it’s been so depressing of late.
I think what I really miss are the short stories, poems and essays that filled the pages of the blog a couple of years ago.
It seems ages since we’ve seen a new poem by Michael Dom or his fellow bards, or a captivating short story by some new writer or an essay to make one think and reflect.
These stories, poems and essays are a great way to find out what people are thinking in Papua New Guinea and what concerns them over and above the barren and banal world of politics.
There is still a lot of thoughtful writing on PNG Attitude but it seems to be thinning out and its origins seems to be increasingly from Australia and less so from Papua New Guinea.
Sure, I know we saw so much of this rich Papua New Guinean material because there was a potential cash prize attached to it but I also like to think that it was also because people simply liked to write and see their words and ideas in print.
Perhaps we need to talk to Emmanuel Peni and his dedicated little band of literary lifters so that people submitting entries to the Crocodile Prize might send a copy to either me or PNG Attitude.
Keith has already indicated his willingness to publish entries and I don’t mind reading and editing material.
If that happens we might again stand in awe as another new and exciting talent bursts onto the scene; just as we did a few years ago.
*A marketing slogan once used by the tourism industry to indicate a diverse and interesting experience. Now a derogatory term indicating an inevitable propensity to screw things up.