‘Hybrid’ whites embracing black victimhood

by ROGER CROOK – IN OCTOBER 2023 more than 60 per cent of Australians rejected changing the Constitution to give Aboriginal and Torrens Strait Islander people a special voice to Parliament. 

Film producer Rachael Perkins, a young Australian woman with Aboriginal, German and Irish ancestry, chose to categorise those Australians who are non-Aboriginal as “newcomers”. 

It’s a pity that so many Australians have chosen to recognise only their Aboriginal ancestry and not the richness of history so many of them share with me and many like me.

She wrote: “This is a bitter irony. That people who have only been on this continent for 235 years would refuse to recognise those whose home this land has been for 60,000 and more years is beyond reason.

“It was never in the gift of these newcomers to refuse recognition to the true owners of Australia.


“The referendum was a chance for newcomers to show a long-refused grace and gratitude and to acknowledge that the brutal dispossession of our people underwrote their every advantage in this country.”

There is a town in County Durham in England called Crook; it is also my family name. The origins of the name Crook can be traced back to the Vikings; so it is not unreasonable to assume that I have some Viking blood in my veins.

The first recorded Viking invasion of England was at Lindisfarne Priory in 793AD. The Vikings also raided and then settled in the Shetland Isles north of Scotland. I may carry the genes of either an invader or one of the invaded.

Clitherow was my mother’s maiden name. Clitherow is an ancient English name and there is a town with that name, but spelled Clitheroe.

The family Clitherow can be traced back as far as St Margaret Clitherow, who was “pressed” to death in 1586 for refusing to enter a plea when accused of harbouring Catholic priests.

I make no claim to having a trace of a saintly demeanour, although I note the English tortured St Margaret until she died.

It’s not unreasonable to assume that my ancient English ancestry, through St Margaret Clitherow, goes all the way back to when the Romans invaded England in 47BC and to the last successful invasion of England by the French, the Norman Conquest in 1066.

Neither the Romans nor the French invaders flourished without killing a lot of the British inhabitants.

Both the Romans and the French brought great change and technology to the British Isles. The Romans built roads that are still used today, they built bridges, aqueducts, stunning frescos and practical sewage systems; the remains of their occupation are an archaeological wonderland.

The French also left an indelible mark on England. They built Durham Castle and Cathedral, the White Tower at the Tower of London and many more magnificent buildings, many of which still stand today.

In 1086 William the Conqueror ordered an audit. Everything in the country was counted, valued and recorded in the Domesday Book.

Every invader caused change in Britain, change, which eventually turned out to be for the good of the people; but Britain didn’t have to rely solely on invaders for bloodshed, plunder and change; civil war resulted in dispossession, cruelty and flight from the homelands.

My maternal grandmother was a Rankin. The Rankin Clan in Scotland was part of the larger Clan McLean; I have the blood of the Celts.

In 1746 about twenty years before Captain Cook brought the first ships to Australia, the English army supported by battalions of European mercenaries under the Command of the Duke of Cumberland, pursued and then slaughtered the proud men and boys of Scotland at The Battle of Culloden.

All because the Scots, under the command of the French Bonnie Prince Charlie, the Pretender to the Throne of England, had the cheek to invade England and try and grab the throne.


Charlie’s army got as far as Derby, which is about a hundred and sixty kilometres north of London. When they found they didn’t have support of the English people it was all too hard, so they turned, and as the Scots claim, advanced backwards to Scotland.

After Culloden the English pursued the Highland Chiefs and killed them; they stole the Crofters cattle and sheep, burnt their Crofts and seized the land for their English Lords. This dispossession continued into the next century.

My paternal grandmother was Irish, a McGonigal from the north west coast. The Great Irish Famine was caused by greed and a potato blight. By mostly foul means the English gentry systematically acquired the small Irish farmers’ land and then leased it back to some of them to grow wheat.

The Crofters that survived were allowed a small area on which to grow potatoes; potatoes subsequently became the staple diet of Irish peasants. In 1845, about a hundred years after the Scottish rebellion, the potato blight struck.

The British Prime Minister Sir Robert Peel, provided totally inadequate help in the form of grain; a million people in Ireland died from starvation, two million migrated; the McGonigals fled to America.

The Irish famine is a dreadful part of British history and the scars are evident to this day, with an Ireland divided and an intense hatred of the British still palpable in some parts.

That is what the English did to the Irish just a hundred and sixty or so years ago – they let them die of starvation. Now, all of Ireland is a favourite holiday destination for the British.

You would think that would be a big enough story for one person, but there is more.

My maternal grandmother’s father, Professor Rankin, was a Scotsman and taught mathematics at Württemberg University in Germany. While at Württemberg he married a German lady. The Franco Prussian war 1870-71, caused Prof Rankin and his family to flee to Liverpool in England.


My German ancestors have now, twice, waged war on my English and Celtic ancestors, including me; I remember the air-raid-shelter, the bombs and the anti-aircraft guns firing away at the end of our street as Liverpool burned in 1940.

The history of my ancestors is characterised by over a thousand years of occasional rape, some plundering and of being plundered, attacked and killed – sometimes on an unimaginable scale.

That history is also characterised by the infusion of new blood into old cultures, which caused an inestimable vigour; a vitality which resulted in new skills, art and knowledge, which in turn bred a race of people who have been responsible for the majority of the great advances in science, medicine and technology that we all benefit from today.

It is a pity that Rachael Perkins and 95 per cent of the four per cent of those Australians who claim to be either aboriginal or Torres Strait Islanders, have chosen only to recognise their Aboriginal ancestry and not the richness of the blood so many of them share with me and many like me.

The only real difference between Rachael and me, apart from gender, is that she has some Aboriginal blood and I don’t.

In reality we are all newcomers to this land, this Australia; it is just that some have their newness diluted by unreliable and indeterminate amounts of a culture to which in 1788 a sailing boat was a visit from the gods and the wheel was just – incomprehensible.PC

Roger Crook

MAIN PHOTOGRAPH: Rachael Perkins. (courtesy The Australian)

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