What to Call the Workhorses
Each year the owners meet to elect representatives to handle day-to-day matters and to pass budgets so levies can be struck to pay the common bills.
The name of this group is more easily and narrowly defined. They are called committees or some derivation of this term in most places except in the west, where they are called councils.
An ‘owners corporation management and leadership team’, as we would call it if we were to adopt the weasel words of modern politically correct corporate speak, is an ‘executive committee’ in the fast paced corporate world of New South Wales, a ‘management committee’ in the more gentile state of South Australia, and a ‘committee of management’ in the much more verbose Tasmania – why use two words when three would do – and simply ‘committee’ elsewhere except for Western Australia.
Those in the west of our country use ‘council’. The term ‘council’ is the uppity cousin of ‘committee’ which uncharacteristic for our friends from the west. The term ‘council’ lends itself far too easily to the royal we; ‘we are the council, council has determined, council approves, council disapproves, council controls your life’ – so when you don’t get your way, get angry with council. This is not what we want. We want inclusiveness. We want a sense of belonging. We want a feeling of control over our own place – a say in how our home is managed. The term ‘committee’ is more down to earth than ‘council’ and a better use of understandable language to describe the workhorse of our strata communities.
People get committees. We know what a committee does. They do the work. Almost all of us have been on one and, most of us then spend the rest of our days trying to avoid them. Love them or hate them, we understand committees.