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Not just any job
IT IS EITHER the best of times or the worst of times to be a young worker in Australia....
They’re not stupid girls
Maybe if I act like that, that guy will call me back,What a paparazzi girl, I don't wanna be...
Being political now
IN THE BEGINNING was the '60s. Or so we're told – the culture wars can be traced back to...
The lure of the domestic
CONVERSATIONS ABOUT AUSTRALIAN society with visitors of a certain political stripe inevitably end at the same point. No matter...
Raggedy men
WAR IS BIG business and I am at a conference about the business of war. It's being held on...
Life study
I USED TO be in love with Tracey Emin. She was bold, self-made and bolshie, and she didn't care...
Revenge of the geeks
THE TOMORROW PEOPLE now seems very "yesterday". It is fondly remembered as a poor man's Doctor Who – and as Doctor Who was notoriously...
The small sell
"We can't earn your respect so we're gonna buy it." – The Presets, at the Tsubi Jeans and Modular...
Beyond the daydream, the reality
THANKS TO THE devotion of women's magazines and television cameras, the Mary Donaldson fairytale is well known: Tassie girl...
How feminism lost its street cred
'I'M NOT A feminist" is the first line of many a contemporary discussion of gender. The disclaimer isn't even...
Everyday violence
A FRIEND OF mine who suffered from schizophrenia once told me of her intention to write a travel guide...
Confusions of an economist’s daughter
Dad wore his "It's time" badge with its rusted pin to our small country school to vote. He wore it to irritate the National Party voters and Christian fundamentalists whose community was ours. But it was important not to be selfish, our parents said, so we were a Labor-voting family. We were lucky because life was comfortable, but others were not so lucky and deserved a break.
