This last weekend, the various headlines of a particular story didn’t so much as drift into the realm of my usually vaguely-defined awareness, as it seized and consumed all of my attention. The fact that it was splashed across the front pages of news outlets of multiple countries alone wasn’t what surprised me – after…
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I went for a 6.5km run this evening. I am not particularly sports-inclined, and I hadn’t excessive energy to burn. It wasn’t because the sun was gloriously shining and the birds were serenading from the electric lines. I wasn’t bored; in fact, I was rather engrossed in designing a lesson plan – a rarity in…
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Since I am still on holidays, I will forego my usual wordiness, and respond to news from back home in Australia that I’d just read, with this: Today in the news, the mad monk cries There’s no need for a carbon price Taxes are bad for the Average Joe I’ll scrap mining tax if you’ll give…
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I woke up this morning to the thoughts of a friend, written in absolute disgust from watching the film Super Size Me. I had seen Super Size Me when it was released in the theatres in 2004. A really good friend in high school and I were the only ones who wanted to watch it…
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Not too long ago I was reading A Language Older Than Words by Derrick Jensen. It was prompted by an interview with him that I’d read on Democracy Now, and I do not regret hunting it down in the library. The book reads like a conversation one might have with an esteemed professor over a…
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I first discovered Josh Groban when I was in the first year of high school, back in 2001. I remember sitting in my mother’s car one morning as she drove me in, and listening to The Prayer, a collaborative piece between him and one of my favourite artists at that time, Charlotte Church. Having been…
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I measure my days according to a Likert scale gradient of Tolerable to progressively Awful, and the first thought that crosses my mind upon waking usually gives me a rough idea of where I would sit for the rest of the day. This morning, I awoke to an email from a friend wishing to discuss…
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Although my shopping list now regularly features naughty but nice things like bread, wine, fancy biscuits and every dip imaginable, I still remember a time not too long ago, when the thought of eating potatoes scared me so much, let alone brie. After all, I am a girl who was, and is still so damn…
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Recently, I had the opportunity to make the acquaintance of a couch-surfer from Chicago, whom we shall affectionately refer to as Chicken Sprout. Before I proceed, it is imperative that I make it clear to all readers that I had, in fact, enjoyed the company of this wonderful guest so much that I had less-than-subtly…
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