To the generation before mine, nuclear power was something that could spell the end of mankind. With that almost assured, I’d say it’s time for a rethink.
Despite it being a constant through the ages, I’m of the mind that beauty is a lie. Let me explain.
While a Trump superfan mailing bombs to his opponents might be a visceral example of division, we are split down similar bipartisan lines.
In the pursuit of excellence, we’ve let the conditions of the ordinary Australian slip. Ordinary is fine, and ordinary is worth fighting for.