The vomit principle is a political tactic that wilfully disgusts us in order to grab our attention. Sound familiar?
In its original form, the NBN was a sound plan grounded in logic. However, the execution is what we struggled with. Fixing the problem is no longer on the cards.
This week, the gun issue has returned to our shores in a matter so ham-fisted, so half-cocked, that it could only come from one source.
We’ve been through a lot lately, but I think we’ve officially moved beyond satire with our formal investigation into ‘fair dinkum energy’. Please stop, Australia.
The Pell case was much more than vindication for his victims, it also highlighted the depths the rest of the country can stoop to.
Yes, the government might be corrupt. Yes, they might be stuffing their pockets will ill-gotten gains. But you know what? It’s fine. Really.
The Liberal Party ignoring the banking sector royal commission until after the election is borderline genius – or plain crazy.
If there’s one thing Scott Morrison has proved, it is his capacity to trump an ill-advised publicity stunt with another. What’s next? Who knows!
While it’s true the man had faults, to automatically tag John Howard as one of our worst does the man a disservice.
Yesterday, Bill Shorten laid out his plan for Australia. It’s too bad we’ve heard it before. I fear they’re nothing more than LNP-lite.
In this week alone, we’ve banned a Christmas song, the use of meat-based puns, The Little Mermaid and conversing with women. I fear whatever sense that was left is now gone.
A pair of candidates are running for higher office under the banner “End Violence Against Women”, yet, with so many Australians behind this initiative, why are they receiving so little coverage?
Today, the US took to the polls to change their country based on a hashtag. Activism has forever changed since Kony gripped us back in 2012.
There’s something we’ve long desired. Something that we had, but lost. So, where’s our stable government, Australia?
Yesterday, the nation discovered the Malcolm Turnbull tapes, where our ex-PM panned his contemporaries. This morning, we found more.
Scott Morrison is a really relatable guy. I think I caught him recently chatting to Sky News’ Paul Murray. I think this is what he said. Seemed relatable.
I was fortunate enough to be stuck in the same airport terminal with Germaine Greer. So we got to talking, about rape, about gender and about giving up.
Everyone is currently losing their mind over Malcolm Turnbull handing over $444 million to his corporate pals in the name of the Great Barrier Reef. But, maybe we don’t get it.
Last night, a straight white male was charged with vandalising the Eurydice Dixon’s memorial. As a straight white male myself, I feel the need to comment. To set things straight.
Enabled by their headlines to remake the The Last Jedi, the toxic fandom of Star Wars is becoming more powerful that we could ever imagine.
The journey into my own lurid past started with Stephen Fry and a yellowing photo of a familiar stranger.
With the news that the far-right is setting up a series of Fight Clubs, I am Jack’s complete lack of surprise.