There’s a reason why instances like blackface only reoccur here. We’re a racist country, operating on what our parents taught us – and I’m no different.
In Holland, my husband sticks out far more than I do in Australia. It provokes rather intense feelings of how home can change, and change a person.
Again, we’re discussing what it means to be white. I think we have no idea what we’re talking about.
I’m lucky to possess a passport that allows me to freely travel wherever I like. We, including our government, tend to take this for granted.
According to a new paper, there are many more migrants than we think, but a third of them have returned home.