With Melbourne entering a fifth lockdown, I fear that the small businesses that make the city what it is will not survive. And I fear more will follow.
The recent passing of Andrew Peacock hit me harder than I expected. But while I feel closer to the end, I feel fortunate to still be here.
In our lifetimes, we’ve witnessed a massive change in the way we eat, travel and communicate with each other. Perhaps we should note how far we’ve come.
Our aged care industry has been a for-profit racket since the Howard days. And it’s exactly why I’m cynical about promises of change.
While it’s possible that Scott Morrison wasn’t told about Brittany Higgins, enough people in the bubble knew. So, why haven’t heads rolled?