I wrote this after being mindboggled at the zero critical responses to an ad on a buy-and-sell Facebook page which was looking for a full-time worker for zero pay.
On the disgusting ideology that sees our government continuing its targeting of people on welfare.
A short story in Southerly 76.1, Words and Music. An economic fantasy about a financial advisor going poetic before going Robin Hood.
An essay pondering the karmic balance between rescuing a wounded kitten and poisoning some pesky mice.
A riff on the US political spectrum, where what was once left is now centre and what was once right has fallen clean off the edge, and about the commonalities we still share despite being sort of arseholes.
An essay in the inaugural issue in which I weave my way through music, physics and the problem of my concrete dancing feet.
I pen a reply to a Liberal Party early election campaign email.
Q&A is an Australian panel show. I wonder if questions were given sufficient debating time, would we be willing to listen to those with opposing views?
In the heady days when Bernie Sanders was a thing, I dip my toe into trying to understand what the hell the Iowa Caucus is. I also wonder – does it ultimately really matter in an oligarchy who fills the White House’s big chair?
Waxing poetic about how living lonely in the virtual world.
Snide faux-empathetic letter to a big-four bank.