The more contrived and overly sentimental the Christmas movie,the better.
This should raise eyebrows:too many of us are obsessed with erasing them.
When I covered my ears at a dinner party earlier this year,I had to face some hard truths.
A collective of black models will boycott Melbourne Fashion Week this year,citing multiple experiences of racism across the industry.
The first of the Millennials are suddenly 40-something,but we’re different from our predecessors. We’ll be doing this ageing thing our way.
Listening to intolerance and fear rather than challenging it is easier said than done. But I’m trying.
I consider myself a feminist,yet I’m rooting for the blonde bimbo girl. How could this be?
To expect their less-well-off descendants to fund their continued privilege is,well,a bit rich.
Forget owning a property;the new Australian dream is finding somewhere to be buried.
Humour is an intrinsically human trait. But I fear the time when Alexa and Siri have better punchlines than we do.
What’s left for someone looking for a digital village? For a while we flirted with Mastodon,but relationships rarely last when you’re on the rebound.