There once was time when people said’sticks and stones may break my bones but names will never hurt me’ Not anymore. Stephanie Rice caught the ire of Ian Roberts and the all powerful gay lobby today with a remark on Twitter. She referred to the Springboks as faggots after they lost to the Wallabies...
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Sticks and Stones
Spin me round
In the words of Flo Rida ‘You spin my head right round, right round, when ya go down when ya go down down’ Its been 2 weeks since we all voted and the punch and judy show continues. As i sloshed my way around the park yesterday here in suburban Melbourne at the end...
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Alive and dreaming, or Dead and remembering?
So what happened guys? C’mon, no one is reading this, we can be honest, what the hell happened? You’re in limbo, like in a coma, we’re standing around the hospital bed of Australian democracy hoping for signs of life. Like that great video for Metallica’s One.
“Imprisoning Me
All That I See
Absolute Horror
I Cannot Live
I Cannot...
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Hold me closer Tiny Cancer
“Hold me closer tiny cancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
you had a busy day today”
That tragedy so common its become normal like bad weather. That leech sucking hope. That personal injustice. That grinning grim reapers lottery.
Every one knows one, or is one. I’m slowly losing one parent, year...
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Swimming in the Debris of the Rising Tide
The clocks have melted down the wall. Time has ceased to be a concept that can easily be grasped without some patient focused thought. The date on that wall is 2 weeks ago. Have I been here that long? If I protested that “No, my watch says its the 30th!”, and everyone else...
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Who’s your Daddy??
ell we can all breathe a sigh of relief; St Kilda players have been cleared of any wrong doing in having sex with a teenage girl and getting her pregnant.
What a relief this must be for the family of the girl in question. I guess all they need to work out now...
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We’ll have a gay old time
When I was a little kid gay was still associated with happiness, the Flintstones jingle and a popular nut covered ice cream. Times have changed and society has changed a lot in 35 years.
The average suburban heterosexual has been bludgeoned into accepting this new society ‘norm’ whether they like it or not. Put your head up as Akermanis...
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Artists as Explorers of Interiors
Isolation and travel. Coming from work Friday night and not seeing anyone until Monday morning. Just music, literature and film. Silence. Long hours of no voices except those of the artist.
What is it that so validates the work of artists? What value does it add to our life? Some very successful music books films...
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Fascism in Football
News that Southern football league team St Kilda City had done a deal with a local brothel on some desperately needed sponsorship dollars was swiftly followed by another headline announcing the Australian Football League (AFL) had stepped in to stop it. How is this possible you may ask?
For decades local football clubs have thrived,...
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Shame on you David Gallop, shame…
The arrest of Danny Wicks, Newcastle Knights cult hero and potential rugby league superstar on drug trafficking charges should send clear and loud message to the NRL, time to increase the salary cap.
Why should our football heroes be forced to dabble in the illegal and dangerous world of illegal narcotics to earn a few...
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