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The AHRC's public face is ugly enough. Look under the rock and it gets much worse
Oct 05 2024
13 mins
The agency that hounded Bill Leak into an early grave isn't fussed by its staffers' support for Hamas
Oct 04 2024
19 mins
The Vance-Walz debate prompts a column that's more of a steaming pile
Oct 03 2024
3 mins
Tim Loveday: Morning
Morning
Every morning they come
Those birds like bullets
In my ear drums
Those sounds so maniacal
They rob my heart of a beat
And send me twisting from my sleep.
And when I look across the bed
And wondering why that smell remains
Of perfumes distant and unnamed
I think of women I’ve surely shamed.
Are you the last on the line? Electrified
And stone?
I twist the blinds with my fist
All rosy-cheeked and swollen
And think, you bastard birds
With your perpetual swansong
When will it ever end?
I lie back swallowed by my pillow
This heavy head, contrite and hollow
And watch the insides of my eyelids
Waiting, waiting for you there.
Tim Loveday
Many will disagree, but World War III is too great a risk to run by involving ourselves in a distant border conflict
Sep 25 2024
5 mins
To claim Aborigines have the world's oldest continuous culture is to misunderstand the meaning of culture, which continuously changes over time and location. For a culture not to change over time would be a reproach and certainly not a cause for celebration, for it would indicate that there had been no capacity to adapt. Clearly this has not been the case
Aug 20 2024
23 mins
A friend and longtime supporter of Quadrant, Clive James sent us a poem in 2010, which we published in our December issue. Like the Taronga Park Aquarium he recalls in its 'mocked-up sandstone cave' it's not to be forgotten
Aug 16 2024
2 mins
