If you want a deliriously bent answer from a modern leftist—or from a bureaucrat under leftist command—just ask a straight question.

Nobody who identifies as a survivalist or prepper is ever likely to be invited to an Australian writers’ festival or any other gathering of the ideologically pure. Unless, of course, they’re the sort of cashed-up, grant-fuelled preppers who anticipate the destruction of our planet by climate change

Rocking up to the rechargers is when the torture begins for our EV-driving friends. Are the machines working? Is there a line? Can I download the proper app? Are all these other users slowing my charge? And most distressing of all, why won’t the people in that ancient V8 Commodore stop laughing at me?

You don’t end up in Argentina’s shattered situation due to isolated and random events. You get there incrementally, one tax, one rule and one regulation, one woke judge's juling at a time. How to claw your back? New President Javier Milei has some ideas involving chainsaws and public servants that might just be do the trick here

'Lithium-ion batteries are the critical pillar in a fossil fuel-free economy,' says the UN. The New York Fire Department sees them in a different light -- that of sudden and lethal home-consuming infernos. 'So far this year, ' Gotham's hook-and-ladder men report, '18 people have been killed by fires caused by lithium-ion batteries'. What, one wonders, are the carbon emissions of a smouldering corpse?

In one of Australia’s greatest but typical electoral misreadings, Marcia Langton threatened a ban on welcome-to-country ceremonies -- and, just to sweeten the deal, a ban on her own conference appearances. At that moment, it is reasonable to suspect, the No vote against the Voice increased exponentially in all states and territories

To qualify as art, it must be government funded -- but it must not express any gratitude for that funding by delivering anything able to impress or delight a normal Australian taxpayer. Instead, proper tax-funded art should challenge and provoke middle-class normies, preferably to the point of making them feel sick

Ex-BBC correspondent Nick Bryant, writing for the SMH, raves about the Yes TV ad's multi-generational leftoid clan and Farnham’s 'You're the Voice' soundtrack. You couldn't make this up: a British fellow’s gushing approval of a song written by four fellow Brits and performed by a bloke who grew up in Britain -- all this in the name of Australian Aborigines

When I dropped by the Museum of Sydney, various anti-white artworks were on show. One of them was a colourful piece bearing the words “Are you f****** kidding me”, which for many attendees would accurately summarise their entire experience. Indeed, the coarse-minded among us would be mouthing those words long before seeing them