Mad Men meets Industrial Relations
The American television series Mad Men ,now in its fourth season, is compelling viewing both dramatically and as social commentary. It is set on the cusp of the fifties and sixties in the fictional Madison Avenue advertising agency, Sterling Cooper . Baby boomers and their offspring when watching this show are looking at the prime years of the World War II generation at work and play. What immediately strikes one about this historically authentic show is the depiction of the social attitudes and mores in this busy office setting . Most noticeably everyone is smoking, constantly and in the office! The executives when not at a long lunch are regularly pouring a colleague a whisky from a bottle prominently on display in the office. The ethos of sexuality in the office is of the louche kind. The typing pool and models are fair game for conquest and open comment by the executive staff which is predominately male.
This show brought to mind the changing nature of the Australian workplace and in particular for me the thirty five years of my working life in industrial relations and the legal profession. Attitudes where I worked from the mid seventies onwards were not too far from the ones depicted in Mad Men. The cultural zeitgeist of my working world then was still under the orbit of the World War II generation or those following and closely influenced by it.
Smoking at work was ubiquitous. The eponymous smoko break was sacrosanct and proselytising in its effect. One wonders why a break was needed as you could smoke in any office. It appeared to be de rigeur in negotiations on an ambit log of claims or at strike meetings. When one refers to meetings in smoke filled rooms one is not engaging in hyperbole.
Then there was the drinking! Alcohol was the fuel of union and management negotiations, always after a successful negotiation regularly during them. The lawyers’ Friday long lunch was observed as if a religious event. I can recall doing a case in Brisbane when all the participants in the Conciliation and Arbitration Commission adjourned to the local pub. There the so-called negotiations continued during a liquid lunch. That is lots of beer and only chips.. Another occasion when the federal Commission was sitting in the Law Courts Building in Queens’ Square, Sydney an urgent hearing was set for 9am. The matter was adjourned at 9:40am to the usual place. I had no idea where the usual place was until I was directed to the Vintage Bar of the Carlton-Rex Hotel in Elizabeth Street, where the negotiations continued with the late Commissioner Brack having (for breakfast) a gin and tonic and the officials each had successive schooners of Reschs. I recall in the seventies Industrial Relations Society conferences in Bathurst. The weekend started at Central Railway station in a crowded carriage where there were full eskies. Thereafter drinks and singing all the way to the Blue Mountains and beyond .Once there the festivities continued apace all weekend, with the learned speakers addressing an almost empty auditorium with the bulk of the conference attendees across the road in the pub. One union official told me never to trust anybody who didn’t drink. No wonder that heroic Oxford drinker Bob Hawke rose, like the head of a well poured beer to top of the ACTU.
That openness of sexual peccadilloes and ingrained sexism shown in Mad Men were equally evident in the industrial relations and legal worlds of seventies Australia. Cases like the recent David Jones imbroglio were unknown and perhaps regarded as droit de seigneur. I can recall one barristers’ Christmas party at the Sydney Cricket Ground where a couple’s alcohol laced ardour led to congress on the hallowed pitch. The counsel in question achieving legendary status.
How when and why the work culture changed so dramatically in the two closely allied industries is worth a longer examination than this piece can supply. Change it has. Smoking has at work been banished from indoors, drinking even during lunch is restrained and generally after work. The sexual banter and sexism openly gone or in code. Office flirtation is careful, off the set and secret.
The past is indeed a foreign country.