Grand Chief Sir Michael Somare led Papua New Guinea to independence, became the first prime minister of the newly sovereign nation, and served as head of government for 17 of its 45 independent years. More than that, Somare was the living symbol of the country’s fierce spirit of self-determination. His death marks the end of an era.
Somare was an instantly recognisable figure in Port Moresby when I was in my last years of primary school, growing up in what was then the Australian Territory of Papua New Guinea. I was not interested in politics at that age, but he was already a household name in PNG, and I was impressed by the image he projected as the vibrant and charismatic leader of the independence movement. I remember his bearded face being everywhere during the 1972 elections, smiling down from the PANGU party campaign posters. These were the elections that propelled him into the position of chief minister, and thus prime minister in waiting.
As his friend John Guise said at the September 1975 independence ceremony, “we are lowering the [Australian] flag, not tearing it down”. There may not have been a revolution, but Somare and his colleagues certainly had to struggle to win independence, wrestling a constitution into existence, winning the confidence of their own people, and convincing Australia to deliver. Somare was only in his 30s at that point, and his path to national leadership had been a remarkable one. He’d shown promise as a schoolboy and been selected to attend the national school at Sogeri near Port Moresby – a breeding ground for that first generation of leaders. He’d studied to be a magistrate, switched to journalism, and worked as a teacher. His English language proficiency had set him apart from many of his peers and led others to encourage him to enter politics.
Somare was a son of the Sepik – the northern region that is watered by the country’s longest river, and where art, literature and other cultural traditions run strong. His father, a hereditary chief of the region’s Murik clan, was serving as a police officer in the New Guinea islands when Michael was born in 1936. So he started life in Rabaul, and grew up speaking both the local Kuanua language and his parents’ Murik – as well as Tok Pisin, the country’s unifying language. He reflected later in life that this had been a distinct advantage.
One of our greatest and most urgent tasks is to forge a new national unity out of the multiplicity of cultures. In such a situation it is a distinct advantage to have been exposed to two cultures in one’s childhood … I grew up understanding that, in spite of so many superficial differences, there are many similarities among us.
The family was back in the Sepik by the time the Second World War came to PNG. Somare’s fond memories of this time were unsettling for those of us who take inspiration from the stories of comradeship between Papua New Guineans and Australians on the Kokoda Track. He reminisced about how the Japanese opened a school for the local children – it was not compulsory, but young Michael was game. He lapped up the opportunity to learn and enjoyed friendly cultural exchanges between the Japanese soldiers and the locals. The first gunfire he witnessed came from the returning Australians, and there was no Australian school to replace the Japanese one after one set of invaders had driven the other out.
Given this experience, it shouldn’t be surprising that governments led by Somare were inclined to be selective in their international dealings, asserting a right to take each external relationship on its merits, rather than always accepting Australia as the country’s only “natural” partner. We will see more of this as PNG comes more into focus in the strategic competition between China and the Western alliance. Australia actually has a lot to be confident about in its modern links with PNG, but the country’s current leaders can be expected sometimes to try to leverage Australia’s concern about China’s potentially malign influence to their advantage. Somare certainly did.