Last night, I attended the Opera House demonstration. Strangely, it enabled something rarely felt in Sydney: rampant waves of collective optimism.
The Opera House becoming ad space has bristled many, but I’m willing to suggest that selling out is completely in line with Sydney’s morals.
Today, Jesus returned, warning of future destruction if we don’t behave. To prove he was serious, he used clip-art. See you in Hell, sinners.
The plan to build bars in the underground tunnels under St. James station is quintessentially Sydney. We love to elevate the gaudy possibilities instead of fixing what doesn’t work.
The Sydney rental market is cruel enough, however, it’s the complete resistance to pet ownership that poses a further problem. If we’re all going to be renting in the future, surely this must change.