there’s no place like home

Winter has officially arrived in Perth and the Smoo and I are discovering several fun things about our new house. Firstly, that it is really bloody cold. We’ve gone out and bought a spanking new heater which is just lovely, but getting out of bed is monumentally difficult on cold mornings.
Secondly, that I am totally [...]

perspective, or a lack thereof

Twitter trending topics as at 9.35am Friday, Perth time:
Farrah Fawcett
RIP MJ
Jeff Goldblum
Ed McMahon
#MichaelJackson
Pop
Thriller
RIP Michael Jackson
MTV
#iranelection
I’m a big Michael Jackson fan. Those who’ve known me long enough will remember running upstairs at our club of  choice back in the day to let me know Blame it on the Boogie or Billie Jean was playing downstairs. But it strikes [...]

there’s nothing else to set fire to this town

At work we had a sign up on the wall for a while that said merely “No to anything in Perth”. It was in response to extended trading hours, but it basically sums up my home town. The sign was taken down and torn up eventually, which proves that even signs aren’t allowed in Perth.
Yesterday the State [...]

a tall tale

The story of your life is the longest story ever told. It starts millions upon millions of years ago when, somewhere in the gaps between matter, lit by fate, luck or the hand of an omnipotent being, life began. Through the accidents, disasters and chance that directed the course of life over the millenia, somehow a [...]

post script

The Worst of Perth has a post on the Deaths in Custody rally on Saturday and its disappointing turnout. Organisers told me that they had about 1500 people, they said they were fairly happy with that. I don’t know how that compares with the turn out for the rally at Parliament House over the Butcher case. [...]

I know you are, but what am I?

You remember getting in trouble for something when you were a kid, right? You were playing with a friend or sibling and as you got carried away with with whatever it was you were doing you knocked something over or made a huge mess somehow. Eventually your parent or guardian or teacher or whoever’s there demands [...]

getting nowhere

It doesn’t take much more than a critical media post to get a massive surge in hits. Ah, all those friends and potential employers. Now they’re lost forever.
Tell you what, there are some crazies about. And not just me. The other day I was driving to work and there was a man dressed in smart [...]

sorry, did I say “lazy media” yesterday?

I clearly meant to say “fucked”.
Yesterday, I said the responsibility for deaths in custody in this state rests with all of us. We’ve allowed it to happen. In the same way we care more about buying a new Prius than going vegetarian, we care more about getting cheap clothes from Target than sweatshops overseas and [...]

there are no words

Well, there are, but none of them seem adequate. On the back of the Four Corner’s report on the death in custody of Aboriginal elder Mr Ward (transcript here), I took a look at the coroner’s report here. The report is just shocking. It’s impossible to imagine how anyone would consider it okay to put a [...]

the revolution will not be televised

But it will be twittered, blogged, debated, rehashed, mocked, lied about, doubted, turned into a joke before it makes a 30second late night news bulletin. Then it will turn into a cliched line that no-one understands anymore but will regurgitate endlessly. Yes, u can haz cynicism.
In short if you’ve not been following the Iranian unrest [...]