Their yearly trick of looking new
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Their yearly trick of looking new
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Many of us do not Believe.
A non-Believer, however, can still believe in the power of particular places here on terra firma – earthly “paradises” which inspire us, delight us, even heal us.
One uncanny song is named for a place that really did have the same name as the song which so vividly evoked it, and mourned its destruction: Paradise.
We have just lost its author.
Comments closed“A Shining Moment” series resumes tomorrow…and this interruption to it does still have music!
Over recent weeks I have read countless journalistic responses to “the virus”.
The article to which this post points is the most intelligently provocative one.
One CommentThe pedigree of Honey
Does not concern the Bee,
Nor lineage of Ecstasy
Delay the Butterfly.
Dark as these times are, light – or lightness, at least – can still be shed.
One CommentIn Australia, the unpleasant truth – rarely admitted – is that in many instances, the answer to the headline’s question is “no”.
Carbon credits counted in government projections can, quite literally, go up in smoke and blow out the emissions side of the CO2 ledger.
Comments closedBecause river reds occur in some of the driest and harshest parts of the Australian mainland, you might think they are very efficient users of water. However, nothing could be further from the truth.
Comments closedOur politicians and our mainstream media are equally to blame for Australia’s 2019 Federal Election campaign having become a seemingly-endless avalanche of inanity, predictability, pork-barreling, propaganda, evasion and irrelevance.
However, letter-writer Ian Bevan of Landsdale, WA, has at last voiced the burning question…
(as published in The West Australian on Friday May 3, and quoted in full, below)
Comments closed“My” local daily paper – The West Australian – has recently become relentlessly parochial and adopted inane journalese as its house style.
Its headlines especially grate: almost all are prime examples of what smug dullards consider “clever”, of what twits mistake for wit.
The West‘s editor may or may not be a bona fide idiot; perhaps he is just a bright young lickspittle, fulfilling a brief to “dumb everything down, cut every cost and cross-promote the linked TV station, endlessly”.
So, it was a particular joy/relief to encounter some actual journalistic flair…
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