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Death of a Seaman Maritime incidents on our coast
On Sunday, 3 June 2018 – just 17 kilometres east of Cronulla – an electrical officer aboard the Singapore-flagged OOCL Kuala Lumpur was crushed to death.
Scream Time or Screen Time? To save your child you need first to save yourself
“The way we give our kids smartphones and tablets to shut them up is not so different from the days when we freely gave children laudanum to keep them subdued.”
2018: A Space Odyssey How Sydney artists are re-entering the inner city
"Somewhere that is a place for ‘the other’, the people who fall a little bit through the net.”
Roads to Nowhere A city besieged by construction
"We've put up with it because we are building tomorrow’s Sydney. We must do our bit. That’s life in the big city. We’re not anti-development, we’re just…. exhausted."
A Change of Venue Ethnic clubs, fringe culture and strange alliances
Repealing the lockout laws alone is not a silver bullet for Sydney’s live music scene. When not penning tantrum op-eds about this city’s demise, Sydneysiders might begin to imagine a future that aims higher than the live music landscape that directly preceded these laws.
The Boat on Dal Lake A letter from Kashmir
Even Google Maps refuses to commit to a border: the region is a tangle of dashed lines on my phone.
Blak Douglas and Uncle Roy Kennedy An Archibald finalist
Two blokes get together in a small artists’ studio, on Redfern’s Little Eveleigh Street, and yarn.
Comfort in Conspiracies QAnon and ‘Westworld’
“In America now conspiracies are a form of currency – belief is sold in public transactions that stretch plausibility. The measurement system is online obsession…”
Living Colour ‘Virtual Vibration’ on MCA’s facade
“Colour is on the surface of everything around us. It’s the filter between seeing and experience.”
Encyclopaedia Botanica
The real magic lay in the way the words wove together. There were moments of ravenous joy and molten rage; massive metaphors that snaked out, slippery and sinuous, like great root systems.
Eight Years On The Syrian war and its child refugees
“I’m working and saving up so I can save rent for a tent,” Ibrahim says. “The tent owner comes and demands his money. You don’t even get a chance to rest.”
The Sunshine Club Sleeping rough on the Hawkesbury
It’s sweltering as I walk across the grassy river flats. I can see Dean’s ute, people gathered round another vehicle. Beyond them a jungle of weeds, willows and wattle.