The fight for the white stuff

The ongoing machinations of the milk wars

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  • Published 20221101
  • ISBN: 978-1-922212-74-0
  • Extent: 264pp
  • Paperback (234 x 153mm), eBook

IN 2013, DURING the early stages of my PhD, I spent a semester in Washington, DC. There I was, a twenty-something postgrad from Canberra, spending each nine-to-five at the Library of Congress, opposite the Supreme Court and around the corner from Congress itself. Each morning I queued for coffee behind suits wearing lanyards who spoke of influence and access. I saw presidential motorcades, hobnobbed at the Australian Embassy, and was privy to rumours that Hillary was definitely going to run in 2016.

Exciting, sure.

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