"You’d just got an Aboriginal scholarship and I think I rolled my eyes. OK, I did roll my eyes. ‘What, aren’t I black enough for you?’ you accused. It would be ‘Blak’ now, when you put pen to paper for one of your op-eds in the SMH. In truth, you weren’t that black back then, and I said something clumsy, and … well, that was that for our friendship"

The Royal Commission into Institutional Child Abuse has a list […]

There has been wall-to-wall graciousness in regard to the testimony of 'complainant J', albeit much revised during the course of Victoria Police's campaign of witness-trawling and persecution. Even the Cardinal has had a kind word for the man whose accusations gave him so much grief. But what if 'J' is just a flat-out liar?

At this point, we don’t know how the SCOTUS nominee's saga will turn out. And it is precisely because we don’t, and can’t, that the pro forma, gender wars projections of misandrist opinionistas tell us much more about them than they realise, or, lets face it, than they care

A senseless murder in a Melbourne park brought forth the usual legions of look-at-me opinion peddlers -- those opinions being universally devoted to the proposition that men, all men, need fixing. It is hard to raise boys -- girls, too, for that matter -- and the shrieking battalions don't make it any easier

Getting agitated over nothing and demanding others notice just how upset you are is one of our modern world's more peculiar fashion statements. Mostly it is as noisy as it is harmless -- until, that is, the person so afflicted attains a position where self-indulgent nonsense becomes official policy

The Uluru Statement and push for constitutional recognition which convened that gabfest both hang on the willingness of those not invited to accept magic words and incantations of grievance. Politeness silences open scepticism of most non-Aboriginals, but it is unlikely to apply at the ballot box

Insult someone in one of the protected categories and you might well find yourself dragged before the courts, slandered, and financially ruined. So, since 18C's supporters seem to imagine everyone else to be foaming bigots, select targets for your venom with great care

Q&A panelists often complain of being ambushed by their interlocutors' tales of woe and they are quite right to feel that way. As with any well-planned mugging, there is nowhere to flee the compulsory humiliation. The likelihood of getting off the set, reputation intact, is vanishingly slight