The letter from a reader that made me gasp
After attending the local Catholic Church, a reader sat down to read my column in The Weekend Australian Magazine. They were in for a shock.
After attending the local Catholic Church, a reader sat down to read my column in The Weekend Australian Magazine. They were in for a shock.
Every morning now, after the kids are poured off to school, I head to the beach before the light gets attacking and hard and feel old muscles awakened and strength coming back.
Soon after losing my virginity, the pill muted all my wildness and irregularity, controlling my physiology in a way I didn’t quite trust. I’m not a fan – and thousands of women are with me.
At the upcoming Russian election, Alexei Navalny’s courage will be everywhere, in people’s minds. He is Russia’s conscience now. By dying, his legend roars through a vote he could never have won.
The label has connotations of mousiness and mumsiness, the little housewife and little lady, balls and chains and trouble and strife. And we’re talking Amal Clooney here.
A device from decades ago recently came back into our home and unlocked the Chap and I into a past life.
The most vulnerable cohort of our nation are blatantly targeted. Where’s the champagne flavoured vape? The Scotch whisky one? Crickets, of course. The industry knows what it’s doing.
Gen Z is split. Two separate worlds. Of increasingly aware girls not afraid to call it out, and frustrated boys trying to deal with the new voices roaring at them.
I’m mistrustful of those without curiosity. Who never ask questions, quest, doubt; who never seek out the world beyond the safety of familiar borders.
For some of us this feels like the start of history, a new historical cycle, which will be more destructive than anything this Earth has seen before.
Original URL: https://www.theaustralian.com.au/author/nikki-gemmell/page/5