The Sydney Morning Herald has an article about depression amongst their nation’s leaders.
It is an interesting read and one written with compassion. There are some interesting parallels with recent events, but what struck me is the high prevalence amongst MPs.
It made me wonder if it happens here. I suspect it is similar.
Warren Entsch wanted to walk away. Wave goodbye to Parliament and never look back.
The Member for Leichhardt, a sprawling electorate in far north Queensland, is one of Parliament House’s big characters, a former toilet cleaner, RAAF serviceman, union representative and wildlife catcher. But now he felt so small.
It was 1999 and the Kim Beazley-led Labor opposition was hounding him over a Defence Force contract awarded to a concrete company of which he was a director and company secretary. Reporters staked out his family farm, begging his neighbours and relatives for dirt on him. His face beamed from the TV set of every airport lounge he entered, yet another politician drenched in muck.
“It was 10 days of absolute hell,” he says. “I was sick. I was devastated. I had to go to Canberra Hospital for chest pains. There were a couple of days where I couldn’t get off the couch in my office.”Fifteen years later, you can still hear a crack in his voice. The anguish is raw. The past is never really past.
“I always feel for someone who is getting beaten up by the media – what you go through from a mental health perspective is absolutely intense.
“For some people it is the final straw.”
Entsch, 64, always insisted he had done nothing wrong, and Labor eventually abandoned a bid to take him to the High Court. He made a vow: to help any fellow politicians who find themselves in a similar position.
“Whenever I hear of anyone in crisis or with conflict in their lives I am the first person to go support them.”
They speak about marriage breakdowns. Problems with their kids. Alcohol abuse. A scandal hovering above their heads like a giant wave about to break. Some MPs have admitted to thinking about suicide.
Religious or not, Entsch will often refer them to Peter Rose, the official Parliament House chaplain. Every federal politician interviewed for this piece mentioned Rose – known affectionately as “the padre” – and praised him highly.
“I have his number on speed dial and so do many MPs,” Entsch said.