Nowadays, you rarely see a proper leather briefcase on a train or bus — take a stroll down Collins Street or Martin Place during peak hour, and you’ll be hard pressed to count them on the fingers of one hand.
The origins of compulsory voting in Australia remain clouded by political mystery and mischief.
Remember your first crush? I bet you might’ve bent the truth a little to get a date.
In the genteel world of gastronomy, few subjects are as misunderstood and unfairly maligned as the all-you-can-eat buffet.
The best antidote to our prediction addiction is to start holding wayward pundits to account. Perhaps it’s time we all started keeping score.
It’s curious to observe just how casually the Right Side of History has morphed into a progressive article of faith, a kind of gibbering battle cry for the self-righteous and the condescending.
For the moment, Les Murray is still with us, still that same sprawling, shambling, magnificent man of Australian letters — not yet passed into the slipstream of memory. But there’s no telling how he’ll be remembered in a century’s time.
Increasingly, the charge of wokeism is treated as a lazy synonym for ‘anything I hate’. But has overuse rendered the insult entirely meaningless? I’m not so sure.
His words are about clarification more than reassurance, extending a sense of shape and coherence to something that feels disparate, confused, even pre-articulate — as if someone has entered the silences and made them speak for the very first time.
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