Wednesday. The day where stuff happens. And happened it already has as North Korea moves closer to killing us, CNN succumbed to historical amnesia and a great Australian artist passed away.
Christ. Monday morning. Again. Over night, Israel and Palestine lurched further toward conflict, Poland took to the streets, and Bernard Tomic irked the nation once more.
A sad sad week. We lost Sean Spicer from the White House, another Greens Senator from the Senate and one Canadian fisherman farewelled his innocence, to a roving pack of randy seals.
Is it time for Britain to accept Brexit, at least for now? Trisha de Borchgrave unpacks the prodigal but toxic path the next British Government will inevitably face.
Hollywood descended on Canberra, an inexplicable promotion and the debut single from Alex Jones. It was a very stupid week in #AusPol.
Thursday. The foreplay to the weekend proper. Phwoar. Newswise, there’s truth bombs afoot, as it turns out Terrorism had a bad year in 2016, Donald Trump did something and Milan banned the selfie stick. Forza.
To a lot of people, the extension of Peter Dutton’s powers and our increased militarism is nothing more than fear mongering. However, the awful truth is that these changes are needed to reflect the modern world.
Good Morning, you lot. If you’re wondering what you’ve missed out on, the answer is abject stupidity. Trump gave us his new motto, the UK gave Jane Austen a firm kicking and we found our new Depp. Why are we here?
Despite the obvious failings of the current political system in this country, AusPol has completely lost their minds over where people are from. At least Pauline’s above board. Right?
Make no mistake, the Great Barrier Reef is dying on our watch. Despite the efforts of our government to save it, those in power believe that it is not nearly enough.
Yes. You should still be in bed. The hours previous has given us many things. Donald Trump became a political climate change denier, the new Doctor Who was unveiled and a nice man won another impractical shiny jug thing.
What a week. A person named Trump, but not the regular one made a mistake, as did an Australian Senator and marital apathy reaches the kingdom of China. Huzzah.
After a particularly notable week of hate in Australia, it got we wondering. Why does it continue to happen? Maybe we’re not as progressive as we assumed. Maybe we’re still the divided colony of old.
The current power struggle between the President and his intelligence community is becoming easy to see with the naked eye. Forget Junior, he’s merely a conduit to something bigger, and something far most interesting.
It’s a fairly curious Wednesday we find ourselves in, my loves, as Donald Trump Jr shed light on his Russian connections, the Leader of Islamic State might be dead, and the Wonder Woman sequel will see her fighting the Soviets.
In such a highly scrutinised case as George Pell’s, it behoves supporters and critics alike to support the systems in place, instead of administering our own justice.
Monday. Why always you? We’ve had Malcolm cop more rides from the cool kids, a truth bomb from the bombed streets of Mosul and The Vatican showing their true colours. Apparently, they’re devout dairy people.
Hooley Dooley, what a week. We’ve had awkward blind dates at the G20, Elon Musk flipping off the fossil fuel industry, and a man dressed as the Joker was shot at a sex party. Hey, Victorian police – why so serious?
Nuclear annihilation for breakfast. Hooray. Alongside the NK/US squabble, Manny Pacquiao prayed to higher ups and an important bill was halted by abject nonsense. Good morning to you.
Over here in Britain, we’re reaching our Summer of discontent. In the weeks after Grenfell, the poor masses are rising against the establishment that burned them.
Monday. You have an ugly face. In the interim of your consciousness, Donald Trump hit a new low, The Pope shuffled his papal deck and Syria was torn apart by more violence. Oh, joy.