Rendezvous Studio Hotel, Brisbane

Frank's Card

Frank’s Card

My first and last stay at the Rendezvous Studio Hotel on George Street, Brisbane, was regrettably on par with $50/night hotels I have slept in, for the same price of a luxury hotel such as the Sofitel, just over on Turbot Street. Despite the price-service incompatibility, the view was spectacular. And unfortunately, that was the only positive side to my experience.

Upon entry I was both surprised and flattered to see a card with a platter of strawberries, chocolate slice and a bunch of grapes waiting for me. And to my disappointment, it was definitely not thanks to the goodwill of the hotel after all.

Mouldy Strawberries

Mouldy Strawberries

Whether “Frank” ever read his card, I will never know. However I don’t doubt he purposefully avoided his strawberries after he presumably noticed the forest of mould growing from the pile. From this, I could only assume that either the hotel had made a bad attempt to impress me with the gift and merely slipped up with the name (which is pathetically simple to say the least), or had not bothered to clear and clean the room before hand (equally pathetically simple). Unfortunately, this is not the worst of my experience. After bringing the platter of mould to the front desk, I wasn’t even extended an apology. Nor an explanation for the gifts, nor an explanation for the wrong name. Let me reiterate this is a hotel that charged the same as the 5 star Sofitel.

Paint Splatter

Paint Splatter

After settling in a little more, I began to notice the lack of… Let’s call it precision, by whatever child had been asked to paint the walls and roof of the room. There was a clear lack of spacial awareness in whoever painted the surfaces. Not to mention, an inability to clean their mess, as the mirror in the room had a paint spatter around the entire wooden edge, and was clearly not intended to be a work of art!

Once I was able to ignore the crooked paint lines in the room, my attention shifted to the collection of marks and smears placed randomly around the room on the already (what should be) illegal paint work. While one area looked like a dog had dragged it’s behind back and forth on the roof, another seemed as though someone had continually smoked cigarettes in the same place for a week. But what surprised and intrigued me the most was the area above the bed, which reminded me of the liquid smears on a male urinal trough. My only other disappointments with the room were  the gathered visible piles of dust on all the other flat surfaces in the room, and the mini bar which had a selection of three soft drinks, some water and wine, a broken piece of fridge and small ocean of water settled on the shelves.

Rusty Vents

Poisonous Vents

After checking out the poisonous vents in the main room, then the bathroom, which hadn’t been cleaned since their instalment, I wrestled with the bathroom door which had no lock, yet apparently has the ability to not open and close for minutes at a time. However that was a better experience when I remember my experience with the main door, which had two locks, the main one not being aligned with the wall, rendered obsolete.

Room Service’s meals left much to be desired with the Calamari being falsely advertised as multiple rings, which more resembled a poor uncooked mound of entangled squid tentacles that could not be detached from themselves. This was a mere stumble compared to the alleged ‘salad’ which reminded me of a decaying compost mound. The cucumber pieces were not green, they were clear. To us in the food service industry, this screams “DO NOT SERVE”. After calling Room Service to collect their failed attempt at the most basic of meals, there was still no apology. After the manager appeared at the door and collected the meal, he listened to the harrowing tale and offered a feble apology completely void of emotion and expected horror. However, no resolution to the situation. And still no explanation for poor Frank and his card and food that I had presumably, wrongly received….

Broken Piece of Fridge

Broken Piece of Fridge

Hoping the morning would bring at least one edible food item, especially considering the manager was now in the loop, again I was disappointed. The assumed powdered scrambled egg looked like a solid yellow rock, yet managed to be leaking more liquid than the river of oil the bacon was swimming in. The coffee ironically tasted like the catering attendent had forgotten to add the flavour to the hot black water. The two croissants which I took one bite from had obviously been left in a bag with danish croissants as they tasted as if they contained more sugar content than a packet of candy. And last but not least, of the two juices we had ordered (well that’s not entirely true, the kitchen called at dawn to tell us they didn’t have any of the juice we ordered and had to change the order), one was so sour, I, a lover of all things sour and spicy, was ready to throw up. And again, when informing the kitchen, we were told it was not their fault and it was a new bottle and continued to be told about many things we could not have cared less about, and not one “I’m sorry you’ve paid hundreds of dollars and we have been unable to provide you with juice that has not gone off”. Or even a simple “I’m sorry” in general.

Rendezvous, I must say has not been the worst hotel I have ever stayed in, however in reference to value for money, it has been the most disgusting example of purposeful business-customer cheating, swindling, con…. One thing is clear; this ‘hotel’ is the furthest thing from value for money I have ever experienced, in all the continents, countries and cities I have ever been privileged to experience.

I would love for the Rendezvous Hospitality Group to provide a resolution for their mistakes. Because honestly, for a hotel that charges hundreds of dollars per night, removing the meal charge is simply not good enough.

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Church Vs. State; But Not How You Expect.

I read an interesting article this past weekend in QWeekend; an intriguing magazine by The Courier Mail. The article was titled “unholy war” and was written by Frances Whiting. The article baffles on for a considerable amount of paragraphs how the victim in the story (Wayne Warren Ruks), despite being heavily involved in drugs and alcohol, was beginning to forge an optimistic, fair and promising lifestyle for himself and those around him. “He spoke about how he was ready to stop the drinking, how he hoped to get married and raise a family of his own one day. Both of us were really looking forward to me visiting his land in the following week or so to see what he’d done with it.” said his mother Kujala. I didn’t know Wayne personally, but it never ceases to amaze me that only good, innocent people ever pass away! That’s probably the reason we have an ever increasing crime rate; the bad people just don’t die! Well, according to eulogies and family members anyway.

Back to the story. This is the most gruesome, yet surprisingly not the most morally disgusting part of the story. Ruk was murdered. He was beaten to death by two men named Jason Andrew Pearce (then aged 36) and Richard John Meerdink (then aged 39). They left him to die beside a timber-and-wrought-iron seat in Fr Paul Kelly‘s Maryborough churchyard. People walked past and ignored his body, and to add to the disbelief of the situation, the entire event was captured on the church’s security cameras. Solid evidence right? Wrong. Here’s the confounding conclusion; the two were let off with manslaughter as they pleaded not guilty to murder, and justified it as Ruks had provoked the murder because he made a “homosexual advance” towards one of them. And keep in mind for the next paragraph the security cameras revealed that the killers appeared to jump out at Ruk, after hiding in bushes waiting for him, after he had left the group.

Subsection (1) of Section 304 of the Queensland Criminal Code, Killing on Provocation states: When a person who unlawfully kills another under circumstances which, but for the provisions of this section, would constitute murder, does the act which causes death in the heat of passion caused by sudden provocation, and before there is time for the person’s passion to cool, the person is guilty of manslaughter only. The provocation in this defence has become known as “gay panic”.

Now I, as a critical thinker, currently being educated at a respected university, am encouraged to think logically about this situation. I can make multiple conclusions from this situation.

  1. Murder is not murder, as long as you were in the “heat of passion”, whatever that means, and although you may have time for your “passion to cool”, if you have time to hide, and wait to attack the person, it can’t be argued that you had time to think about what you were doing.
  2. Discrimination laws are useless. Who ever heard of a woman getting beaten to death because a gay man was in the “heat of passion” because she cracked onto him.
  3. If I can lie that they tried to crack on to me, I can kill them for being gay because I was just so passionate.
  4. If I am a bystander and not filled with the “heat of passion” like my friend is (because someone gay is cracking on to them), I can still assist with the murder, and disposal of the body, and I will be given a lesser punishment.
  5. If I go to court for the murder, I can be confident that prejudice against the homosexual victim will be present. Everyone involved in the court proceeding will be informed that homosexual advancements were made, even though this may cause people to make their decisions before hearing any of the details. Even if those advancements are proven false.

We are at an epochal moment; enough is enough. To what level of irony do we need to reach, before we say “Hang on! Why is a Catholic Priest leading this fight? Maybe for once, we should listen”. Fr Kelly has a dual degree in Economics and Law, and has taken his campaign to the state Attorney-General, both current and previous, the priest has written several letters to local newspapers, then-premier Anna Bligh and then-AG Paul Lucas. He also wrote to Jarrod Bleijie, then-shadow, now current AG. He said he was initially met with a “barrage of silence” from all sides. He was invited to a meeting with Bleijie, however he says he left with a feeling it was more an exercise in fobbing him off than considering real change.

All this has left me wondering what Ruk’s mother must be thinking and dealing with. She’s had to defend her son’s sexuality due to claims from drunken (accused) murderers, she’s lost her son, she’s been told that not only did people walk by and do nothing, but the entire attack was caught on camera and for some ridiculous reason although it reveals ambush and extended time not “heat of passion”, it is still not enough for disgusting people like Jason Andrew Pearce and Richard John Meerdink, to be sentenced as murderers. In my personal opinion, if they can argue on a “gay panic” defence, they can plead guilty to voilent discrimination against a person’s sexuality.

I was taught that the law is not designed to be fair. But, it IS designed to bring forth justice. It seems that in this situation, the law is neither of the two. The next time you pull out your phone in case a shady figure attacks you; don’t, run. Because when you’re dead, the attacker might justify to the jury that you tried to crack on to them. And the jury will believe it.

By Matthew Compton

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The Value of Music Education Disappearing from Society- What it Really Means…

Richard Gill, highly respected and celebrated conductor, musical trainer and educator attended the TEDxSydney event in 2011 as a speaker, lead the audience through some illustrations of the relationship between music and our imagination, and argued the importance of musical education for all children, indeed as a fundamental right.

Gill’s emphasis on the value of musical education stems from his extensive experience of teaching music to children, and he explains that this is their first aural experience (listening and repeating) as children being taught music begin with imitation. If you study education systems around the world, depending on the level, they are primarily based upon students absorbing information, then being competent enough to repeat or utilise that information in multiple scenarios. As Gill demonstrates in the video, children are first exposed to this vital ability through music education.

In music education, children are not only taught to imitate, but taught to become original contributors. Creativity and becoming constructive with actions is encouraged when children are taught how to write their own works. We are all familiar with the phrase “There is nothing new under the sun.” and to many extents, this is true; but children don’t know this! Children aren’t concerned with copyright laws and patents for their ideas, because it is not their intention to turn their idea into a monetary reward, like ourselves. It is always Jonny’s intention to be interesting and craft something he can be told is wonderful by his peers, teachers and parents; it is the creative process. And we as adults grosly underestimate it’s importance, probably because we are educated out of it.

When was the last time you were asked to go home from work or university, and come back with the best television ad you can come up with for business or university? When were you asked to draw the most interesting building design for the extension being built by your boss? We are not included in these activities or decisions not because we are incompetent in imagination, merely “unqualified” in our superiors mind’s. But how many of you were told as children “Don’t do music, you won’t get a job being a musician.”, “Don’t do art, you’re not going to get a job being an artist.” and so on. Adults were educated out of their creative capacity and Richard Gill stressed music is worth teaching for it’s own sake; “it empowers children spectacularly”. And empowering children means we are empowering the leaders of our future. We all want to live in a beautiful world when we retire, but how can we if we keep telling our children, to stop doing whatever makes them happy? Fun should not be limited to our spare time, and success should not be defined by our work achievements. I know it’s a radical and dangerous view, but what if our success was defined by the amount of fun we had doing our work? Perhaps then we’d all be a more happier bunch of people!

By Matthew Compton

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Hong Kong and China: A City Apart

The Economist has published an article which exposes to the Western world the idea that Hong Kong could be the key to unlocking strength for a more powerful democratic populous within mainland China. Hong Kong has long been an influential business, political and entertainment hub for the Western world and the red administrative takeover of the city from Beijing creates a sense of risk and a threat to many foreign parties. With a population of seven million, Hong Kong seems to be a David against Goliath story, when compared with China’s one point three billion. However, against seemingly overwhelming odds, Hong Kong has shocked the world with this year’s demonstration, as the article talks about, drawing a crowd of up to to 400,000 demonstrators as President Hu Jintao visited the city to swear in Hong Kong’s new chief executive.

From accounts of citizens being detained after asking questions, to mainland Chinese media blocking out the entire protest, the situation seems to be a political and societal mess with nobody winning. The question democracies around the world must now ask is if China decides to escalate their control and censorship of Hong Kong, is it the responsibility of democratic nations to interfere where a nation which has been democratic for generations and is considered half Western, is being threatened? What role should foreign political systems play and is it their place to interfere? Or should it be looked at as a responsibility of democracy, to support other democracies, as it was during both world wars?

This idea of freedom we claim to enjoy; is it that far off the level of freedom people in China suffer? Is the freedom we have today, the same as what freedom meant to people when the ideas of democracy, freedom of speech and political expression were brought into ruling entities? People more than ever nowadays complain that government interference in daily issues and parts of life is something they wish to end, but don’t we have a government which opposes interference? Isn’t that a “red”, “communist or socialist” act? “Of course we are a democracy” many citizens of Western countries will tell you. But their views on their governments point to quite contrasting conclusions compared with that response.

Whatever freedom does mean to people, and whether that is the same freedom that democratic freedom fighters generations ago fought for, I have a strong feeling we should be focussing on our own “freedom” and how much of it we really have before we begin to educate a nation who unified itself in 221 BC. Practice and preach have had incongruent relations for far too long in our society, and should be realigned before we preach to others, what they should be practicing.

By Matthew Compton

 

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Need Leadership Advice or Inspiration? Look Right Here!

A leader needs the guts to stand alone, and look ridiculous.

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What We Think, We Become.

Often in life we leave much to be desired when putting emphasis on what and how things go on in our heads. We easily forget the universal saying which many great leaders have spoken about and quoted when trying to reach people;

“Watch your thoughts, for they become words.
Watch your words, for they become actions.
Watch your actions, for they become habits.
Watch your habits, for they become character.
Watch your character, for it becomes your destiny.”

 

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