It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good liquor cabinet, must be in want of reasoned argument. The first of seven sure-fire ways to become a ranting grump.
There can be no better or more welcoming approach to housing the remaining 8.000 Syrians and Iraqis than to dedicate a mere 30% of University-provided accommodation to doing good.
All of these are people #IllRideWith. For my safety? Perhaps. But more for engagement with their strength of character, and because they represent real bravery in a time of fakes.
If you are an atheist, agnostic, non-Christian believer, an apathetic not-give-a-damner, or even a loosely-identifying Christian, mouthing the words of prayers and hymns during Remembrance Day is utterly phoney.
No surprise Hume is up there as my favourite thinker. In short, bullshit leads to bad things.
Hume's 1741 view on faction fits nicely with contemporary intra-political party issues, and with concerns about the members of the political class.
Knee jerk opponents and proponents of teaching Latin in Australia miss the fact parent, school and teacher cultures are what determine educational success.
The Commonwealth needs to sh*t or get off the pot. Either do something that will make a difference to the ABC's perpetual propaganda, or spend your time somewhere else. Pretending to act may be this government's core competency everywhere except within 100km of Christmas Island, but all it does is piss away political capital for no benefit.
In the interests of transparency, Councils should be held in a restaurant with a lounge attached (and perhaps a back room or two). That way the real business of boozing, gladhanding, number crunching and building ever closer relations with party members of the appropriate sex could occur without the distraction of meeting procedure.
Face it. Joining any political party is like choosing between starvation and eating rotten meat. You make the necessary choice, but that doesn't remove the smell or the lingering bad taste in your mouth.
It's the price you pay for engaging beyond hashtags and well-applauded snide remarks at gatherings of humanities graduates.
The latest membership renewal letter undermines the claim that membership of the Liberal Party is more important than ever. Rather, it reveals just how unimportant it really is.
In 2014, for the cost of one bottle of Mt Franklin from Woolworths, you can refill your bottle nearly 1900 times, and hydrate yourself for 5 years 73 days.
There is no basis for claiming government must actually deliver services - only that it ensures they are delivered. The IPART review due in September is a great chance to address long term public sector delivery problems. If only BOF has the guts to sell and then execute the review findings.
Professor David Flint can dish out the personal attack, the misquote and the illogical inference, but the Editors at Quadrant don't seem to think he can take being called out on it. That Quadrant backed off from a debate when one of their favourite sons was looking sickly is unforgivable.
Confirming your opponent’s narrative is about the worst thing a political communicator can do. So yesterday’s Honours List announcement was the single worst piece of political communication for a generation, surpassing even the infamous Latham-Howard handshake in 2004.