It is nothing short of remarkable that out of the bloated pomposity of Federation and the pumped up glory of the British Empire and the paranoia of the White Australia policy came the ferociously independent forward looking voice of Miles Franklin. To read 'My Career Goes Bung', her response to the phenomenal success of 'My Brilliant Career', written in 1902, but not published until 1946, is to realise how much ahead of her time Miles Franklin was. She expressed her views so clearly and so forcefully it was a shocking challenge to her mother's (and society's) views about WOMANLINESS. Despite condemning her daughter for speaking without EXPERIENCE, Miles Franklin acknowledges that her Ma was "superb in a real crisis, though irritating in a trivial rumpus" (57).
As well as taking on her mother, Franklin debates the local priest in Possum Gully. He challenges the pity she has for "overburdened women dying worn-out before their time." He argues women need to hear all the children they can to "hold the Yellow Peril at our doors". Enjoying the rare opportunity for a debate the young Franklin retorts, "What a fate, to be driven to a competition in emulation of guinea pigs!" Instead, she argues, "'No woman should be expected to have a big family in addition to drudging at a dozen different trades.' I suggested that the unfortunate Yellow Peril women might be relieved to enter into an alliance with us to stem the swarming business." (67)
No doubt this was the sort of outspoken behaviour that would have offended her mother's views about WOMANLINESS. The Father, however, admires Franklin's spirit and says, "Och, ye're a fine girl, and a beauty to boot. The pity of it ye're not a boy!Then we could make a priest of ye..." (68).
And so it goes... in the words of Miles Franklin, "I can never understand why men are so terrified of women having special talents. They have no consistency in argument. They are as sure as the Rock of Gibraltar that they have all the mental superiority and that women are weak-minded, feeble cronies; then why do they get in such a mad-bull panic at any attempt on the part of women to express themselves?" (129)