What a week. We've seen the heights of horror in China, Pauline's new low and a wild ride involving a stripper pole. I'm afraid so.
A missed court date, the death of comedy and a nonsensical sentencing all happened this week in AusPol. Plus Pauline. But we’ve ignored her.
As the war in Syria becomes all the more serious, it’s easy to blame Donald Trump. However, we’d be wrong in doing so.
Yes, 2016 was a bad year, but this one is somehow worse. I, like many, am feeling the burn of compassion fatigue, but it behoves us to keep caring.
The classics, they say, never go out of style. Well, consider today a true throwback Thursday, as Qld won Origin, Prince Philip went to hospital and Nickelback dissed Slipknot. The past sucks.
Pauline Hanson’s divisive comments on education yesterday are merely the tip of a very problematic iceberg. The solution lies within, and from the top. We need leadership to enable a vast rethink.
You’re you. But we, by our very existence, are cursed. Graced with consciousness we use to place ourselves above others, our luck is that we exist at all.
It’s almost been 50 years since I fought in the Vietnam War, 50 years since I shot that man for this country. However, while he’s buried and gone, he’s with me too.
I’ve spent the last nine months seeking rational news, in an effort to kill the lizard brain. Did it work? I don’t know, but here’s what I learned.
Somebody clearly poisoned the water hole of logic. George Christensen went on an adventure, Conor McGregor turned to art, Mattel released man-bun barbie. Can I freeze myself already?
Last week something important was achieved by the Government, but it passed without discussion. It’s not that I blame the left, maybe they’re just hard-wired to pick fault.
They’re two vastly opposing spheres of political thought, but Islamic extremism and the far-right actually need each other to survive, to keep on hating each other. Here’s how.
The June 4 attack on London has taught us something about policing the world we face. We can walk the logic path espoused by Mayor Sadiq Khan, or the reactionary whims of Donald J. Trump.
Monday morning. Whoever invented the calendar is dead to me. Overnight, noted scholar Pamela Anderson criticised Theresa May, the latest Newspoll made for familiar reading and Iran freed itself of the tyranny of Zumba.
Barnaby Joyce’s recent performance on Insiders proved one thing. The government continues to state that renewables are an option, while their actions say otherwise. If they pray at the altar of coal, sing it loud.
The studies surrounding the apparent benefits of red wine are numerous. So, in classic wine tasting pomp, I’ll be sampling them all. But I shan’t be swallowing easily.
In the news this week: hot bureaucratic fire emanating from London, Red’s skin turns pink and a new stem cell breakthrough in the US. Hooray for that.
A kitchen that looks to house and feed the homeless is facing pressure from Sydney City Council, but according to those who run it, they’re not going anywhere.
An ironing of the big boy pants, a case of admirable stoicism and the world’s most foolishly-named cash cave. #AusPol, you’re not right in the head.
Despite my expertise and reputation in my job, I fall victim to the lumbering hands of mansplaining. Enough has been enough for years, but what now?
George Brandis seems to have a problem with privacy, namely how our generation uses it. Perhaps if he did his research instead of making generalisations, he’d see we’re trying to safeguard it.
Well, fudge. Overnight we’ve had an elected official shot, comeuppance for crimes against photoshop and a burger going into space before any of us. Luckily our existence has no meaning.