Cartoon by David Low Caption Fat diner "What's this, Beef or Mutton?' Waitres "Car'nt you tell the difference?" Diner "no" Waitress "Then why worry about it?"
Its 1974 I’m sitting on the stairs at the old Joel’s Auction
rooms in McKillop Street Melbourne waiting for a lot to come up. In those days
the most extraordinary stuff turned up for sale and that day it was a job-lot
of about 300 political cartoons that belonged to Australian Prime Minister
Billy Hughes’ private secretary Percy Deane . I had spent the last 24 hours trying to work
out how I was going to get the money to buy this most important collection. By
the next day I had reconciled having to let it go and waited to see how much
interest they would bring. As the lot came up the bidding stalled at $750 and
before I knew it I had bought the collection for $800 thinking it would surely
go for thousands?? I wrote a cheque and realised I had until Monday [Joel’s are
still selling on Thursdays] to cover the cheque. My first call was to show them
to my friend and “go to guy” for cartoons Vane Lindesay the great Australian Black
and White artist and historian whose cartoons graced Australasian Post and many
other publications.
Vane was over the moon to see them and explained how
important the collection was but he was also not in a position to buy them but
offered to swap me two of them for two original Leunigs an offer that I could
not resist. At the time I had a shop in Collins street that specialised in Art
Deco, Australiana and ephemera. Barry Humphries was a good customer. He
collected Australiana and I went up to the Windsor where he was living at the
time and left a note for him to ring as soon as he got back. By Saturday afternoon
I had no word from Barry and I went to see my friend Ann Turner [History professor
Ian Turner’s wife] for some advice as to how not to be arrested for cheque
fraud. Ann was a fixer and she rang
Cliff Pugh who said bring them over. Cliff bought the collection and I managed
to keep 2 of them. One was a Will Dyson pastel portrait of Gerald du Maurier
drawn as a magician in a tux pulling a rabbit out of a hat [subsequently stolen
in a burglary] and this wonderful David Low cartoon of Billy Hughes and fat “friend”.
I liked the joke but always thought there was more to the story than the “Why
worry about it” punchline.
After Cliff bought the lot and told me he would donate the
collection to the various galleries that had a geographical or political
connection to the drawings. He was that sort of man a mensch.
Good result. Vane had
two for his collection I had two wonderful Leunigs and a Dyson, this David Low
and the rest of the collection would go to where it was meant to be.
Fast forward [fuck its 43 years!] to a couple of months ago
when Diane noticed that historian Ross McMullin was giving a talk at the
Kyneton Library about Pompey Elliot He was a great presenter and after the talk
I bought his book about Chris Watson Australia’s third Prime minister “So
Monstrous a Travesty” the story of the first national Labour government in the
world. Great book
.
In the second chapter we hear about his choosing a ministry
that would include two future prime ministers Andrew Fisher and Billy Hughes. His choice of Senate leader was Gregor Mc
Gregor who had lost most of his sight in a logging accident while working as a labourer
[good working-class politician] but had a remarkable memory “he buttressed his vigorous
speeches with streams of memorised statistics’. This ex wrestler [also good
training for politics] “had become plump to the point of stoutness with a
massive square shaped head”
That’s when the penny dropped Billy Hughes’ dining companion was revealed to be no other
than blind Gregor McGregor.
So finally, another level of politically incorrect comment
was revealed in the “joke” that now still has a resonance and truth in the
madness that the “modernist” food world has become.
So why worry about it?
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