Culture

The milieu through which we swim

Obsessive fans not just bores

They’re extinguishers of beetles, too. (via Barista) Addendum: serendipitously to the above link, I followed this link (via Bellatrys in a discussion at Pandagon) to a summary of The Poison Mushroom, Nazi pre-war propaganda against Jews. Ugh. Further addendum: The… Read More ›

Just don’t mention the boyfriend

Hey news media: what’s wrong with being gay? asks Pam Spaulding, noting that the American news media have a double standard about discussing the domestic relationships of political figures. If the pollie is straight then family life is part of… Read More ›

Damir, Damir, Damir

Just when the world of tennis seems to be boring and predictable (Williams, Federer, Federer, Williams), you can always count on Damir Dokic to liven things up a bit. JELENA Dokic has again been forced to rubbish the claims of… Read More ›

Photos painting pictures

I came across this vintage poster from 1937 a few days ago, aimed at enticing an international market to come visit Australia: The artist is Douglas Annand. Some links I’ve also followed in the last few days, in discussions about… Read More ›

Counting down

The blogging is going to be patchy over the next few weeks leading up to my holiday in Europe over Giftmas and New Year. I not only have to sort out all the insurance, passport renewals and luggage weight limits,… Read More ›

PC, really

I don’t go visit Zuky nearly as much as I mean to. It’s not only that Kai has a terrific way with words: busting out these 3-syllable badges of faux-erudition with about as much linguistic adroitness as tap-dancers on stilts…. Read More ›

Lazy blogging

Oh, the dizzying heights when other people hand one ideas on a platter! A reader sent me a link to BoingBoing’s Pelosi: I’M IN UR HOUSE / IMPEACHIN UR DOODZ Addit: another one – The Right Was Right And Gummo… Read More ›

I’m unAustralian

I don’t give a stuff about the Melbourne Cup. I don’t bet on it, and I don’t deliberately watch it. As I’m not part of a socialising workplace, neither am I a lady who lunches, I’m able to do this… Read More ›