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Set in a Melbourne bursting with bohemian allure, Chris Womersley's The Diplomat is a book of despair and the agony of regret. Intertwining the worlds of art, drug addiction and deception, the author confronts us with the question: how well can we truly know another?
When discussing racism, the response is as important as the accusation. The slow response from police and political leaders to the recent spate of Indian-bashings demonstrates what can occur when racism is tackled passively.
In Melbourne, 2000 Indian students gather to protest a lack of Government response to a spate of violent attacks. I am with them because I am ashamed that a white Christian woman is safer in the military capital of Rawalpindi than these students are on a train in Melbourne.
I nearly drowned in fulfilment, surfacing like a batfish gaping at scraps. No words only our breathing – two people in a garage. Workbenched, love-bolted.