Sci-gasm. We all want one, right? This week the bent minds of Wade and Byrne outline how to spot the dodgy plastic science studies that surround us. That plus Deepak Chopra. Win-win.
The news from Indonesia gave me a jolt. We, a nation that routinely legislates against human rights, have “serious concerns” about another nation’s violations. While we do not condemn SSM with a cane, we do so with a fountain pen.
Earlier this week, Rodrigo Duterte called for martial law on the streets of Mindanao in response to the attack by IS-sponsored terrorists – and as someone who calls those streets my own, I desire more of it.
I recently discovered that the Australian Defence Force is pushing for Indigenous Australians to fight for the country overseas. Which I’m happy to do, provided you fight for us first.
One Nation fell further into the deep fryer, we’ve had a spate of overindulgence on hate pie and the emergence of Canberra’s own caped crusader. But who could it possibly be?
Recently, two writers submitted a hoax piece to expose gender studies as an SJW construct. However, their gleeful abandon has revealed something far more telling. That moral point-scoring outweighs truth, even in academic circles.
Well bugger me with a fish fork, it’s Thursday. Huzzah. The world kept dying while you were recharging, which featured an argument at the estimates, Taiwan saying yes to gay marriage and an unholy clusterboink on ABC2.
The two cases of Abdel-Magied and Quadrant display how quick we are to judge, and show our inability to differentiate between something worth our outrage, and something not.
Stepping out of the shadow of a working class existence, Ken Robinson looks to eloquently hit the education establishment where it hurts most. Right in the status quo.
Well, what a night it was. New facts came to light from Manchester, the great Roger Moore left us, and Donald Trump won more friends. Today is a bad day. Soz.
According to NBC News, the Manchester attack may have been a suicide bomber. With the facts now becoming very familiar, our reaction to this news is what matters most.
Here we go again. Trump spoke (well) in Saudi Arabia, the last drops of the Premier League season were shaken out of the bottle and a string of emoji earned a couple an appearance in court. Bring on the comet.
The term “fake news” is quickly turning into a byword for anything we disagree with. However, there is a large difference between claiming that someone is wrong and claiming they made it up.
Officially, Nude Gardening Day has come and gone, however, I will say that the sentiment should be carried on throughout the year. Get it all out, who cares? I dig it.
Jeff Reese shares the story of how his friend Brandon Carlisle and their mutual passion for fly-fishing changed his life, and also sheds light on a special program called Project Healing Waters.
Trump’s not happy, the music world was punched in the black hole sun and there was some good news for Julian Assange.
My generation loves the avocado. In fact, we’re willing to ruin our futures for it. But why? I think I have a clue, and it’s to do with the habits of our parent’s generation.
The fountain of youth does exist. Unfortunately, its true location lies on the borders of the duckface.
A racist fighting racism, the loss of something beautiful and Tony Abbott polishing his rifle. I see nothing out of the ordinary. Yay, #Auspol.
As someone who is striking to save the services we provide, I don’t understand today’s hate toward bus drivers. We’re not the problem.
The issue surrounding the Gaza strip is one of difference. Alongside the documentary Eyeless in Gaza, we’ve asked both sides of the political fence for their opinion, in the name of greater education.
The first steps of impeachment were walked by a soul singer, the first steps of Manning’s freedom by Converse and a red ant became a black sheep. Go back to sleep, trust me.