The Israeli-Palestinian conflict has always been a lopsided affair. On 14 July, US satirist Jon Stewart highlighted the disparity in the ‘war’ between Israel and Gaza. Playing an NBC news clip, Stewart noted the clothing of the two correspondents. In Tel Aviv, Martin Fletcher wore a breezy polo shirt, while in Gaza Ayman Mohyeldin was equipped in a full flak suit.
Last week, Clive Palmer sat down to lunch with Christopher Pyne to discuss a potential compromise on university fee deregulation. The meeting happened on Pyne’s forty-seventh birthday, which the pair celebrated over a cake just big enough for two, after which Palmer sang the Education Minister ‘Happy Birthday’.
Recently, I received an email from a literary publication asking me to comment on why ‘women are underrepresented in major publications’. Since I’m a single mother, working six days a week, and I wasn’t going to be paid, I didn’t respond. But I thought I’d do it here, so Overland will give me cash.
In listing after listing, in the place where the salary should be, there’s this sad little symbol: $0. What could it mean? Is it an emoticon for cross-eyed surprise? Or does it mean that THE JOB HAS NO SALARY?
Music festivals are, almost by definition, supposed to have their fingers on the cultural pulse. Thus it hardly augurs well that the Beyond the Valley festival – a new player in Australia’s already-crowded music festival scene, to take place on…