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What do footballers who give photographers the bird, comedians who make jokes about sick children, boat owners who bring asylum seekers to Australian shores, cooks who swear, and cricketers who drink have in common?
Ronald Conway (1927–2009) was of a rare breed in Australia. He stood against the prevailing climate of thought which ignores important questions of faith, spirituality and human experience, and focuses on the conventional and politically correct.
Today's commentators seem determined to speak about anything but the cricket — their lunches, last night's frivolities, films, politics and, most of all, themselves. Much more than the Australian players, Test cricket commentators are in crisis.
Life here leaves characters little time for introspection or philosophy. When politics finds its way into the strips, it's done in typically irreverent country style. Footrot Flats is one thing Australians could never steal from our nearby neighbours.
Local Moree sportspeople and indigenous community members have a fight on their hands if they're to prevent the construction of a Big W retail store on a culturally significant site. It seems history and culture have no place in the pursuit of economic growth.
India is very proud of the fact that it is one of the few Asian examples of a deeply rooted democratic system. Just ask them about it - they'll tell you. Australians too seem quietly smug. So it's surprising that we rank only 28th in the 2008 Reporters Without Borders Press Freedom Index.
The creed of Roy Slaven and H. G. Nelson is that too much sport is barely enough. While Ricky Ponting has denied talk of a falling out with his chief 'quick' Brett Lee, the plight of the Australian team in India proves there is such a thing as too much cricket.
Noor, an Albanian refugee, ran a slick kitchen; a vital, sunny-windowed place. Since his accident, a piece of his skull is missing and a thick line of cable stitching closes the place where his brain was exposed.
Maybe we shouldn't have been surprised when the rejection letter arrived in the mail. After all, the Immigration Department is entrusted with separating the sheep from the goats, and our family, apparently, has some black sheep.
Peter Taylor, selected straight from .. Petersham firsts to bowl his offies .. for the baggy green, taught us how .. the 'Strayan dream can fizz and spit .. through Sydney's fond atmosphere.
It was easy to find the centre of the blast .. an eternity of razed houses, a stony desert .. dead soil, waiting for rain .. I write home often. My letters are cheerful.
Since the 18th century, Aboriginal writers have used the English language to make their presence felt in the face of colonisation. This anthology of Aboriginal writing goes beyond 'literature' to suggest a national counter-narrative.
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