The social media feed gruel has switched it’s serving of slop from the speculation about the potential outcome of one hundred men versus a gorilla. The content creators who recycle the same shit, because of algorithms and trends now concern themselves with the apparently ‘vile’ imagery of one Pamela Anderson, now in her late fifties, daring to present herself in public with no make up on, and without the assistance of filters. The mostly males from behind their meme accounts are shocked, armies of anime avatars and tradcon bros shriek in outrage. How dare this woman age! This woman did not...

In the photo essay, Ethiopia : The Scorched Earth, Mary Anne Fitzgerald writes in the caption beneath a photo of a young girl crying, “Tears of hunger are a good sign. During the final stages of malnutrition children are too weak to cry.” There was Live Aid and U.S.A. For Africa, once for Ethiopia. Millionaire singers, millions of viewers and millions of dollars raised, despite that millions starved. Well meaning intentions moved on once the songs slipped from the charts, the misery inspired single with little lasting impact for those in the place that had inspired it all in the first place....

I was going over the notes that I had taken for this current book that I am writing, and I found a quote from a conversation with a lady. I shall spare the details of what the focused conversation was about but she said something really interesting, “I learned who my husband was when he turned his parents in.” She was born in Albania, now in her early sixties and fortunate enough to have migrated to Australia during the 1990s. She divorced her husband once they both arrived in Australia. It was easier to remain married during the application process. They had lived through communism, a form...

Easter Time used to mean a lot to me. I was once a Christian. I would pray every day and I believed in a creator, the Lord. I felt pain when I imagined the journey of Christ as he carried the cross, just a man who was burdened with all of our sin. The son of God. The one who had been sent as a saviour, to teach us all and to inspire. I would imagine him stumbling in exhaustion, beaten, thirsty, in pain. The crowd watching, soldiers kicking him, officials indifferent to his religious importance, the wealthy and commoner screaming, yelling, tormenting him. As he fell, I imagined a beggar going...

The cancel culture mob is upset over a piece of media, this time it’s because a girl character in a television show based on a video game did something that they were OUTRAGED about. A fictional character was able to defeat a man in an unarmed struggle. Her being smaller, and a female versus him being bigger and man defied all mathematics and reason to them. It was apparently unrealistic. For me personally, as far as fight scenes go and the context for her “win”, it was done pretty well. There was no Marvel spinning, parkour and acrobatic excess which we have become used to when we see a...

In a recent debate on the Joe Rogan Experience, between Douglas Murray and Dave Smith, Murray accused libertarians as being the “bisexuals of politics.” An interesting claim, one that assumes politics is in itself is a binary. Or that those in the ‘liberty’ spectrum, which can range from all types of anarchists, agorists and whatever passes for libertarian these days, have more in common than not. The belief that Right and Left are constants and relate specifically to the Western, mostly American politics, is shallow. Regardless. During his tenure as a libertarian spokesperson, Penn Jillete...