Published in Overland Issue 225 Summer 2016 Uncategorized Issue 225 admin REGULARS Editorial Natalie Harkin giovanni tiso mel campbell alison croggon Contributors FEATURES jason wilson the new patriotism Trumpism beyond Trump vashti kenway no pasarán! Fighting Australia’s Far Right Claire Parfitt & Kirsty McCully the state of the working class Debt and precarity Jeanine Leane other peoples’ stories When is writing cultural appropriation? katie dobbs radical passivity Patty Hearst to Ottessa Moshfegh helen heath using/abusing fembots The ethics of sex with robots tom clark form versus content Misogyny versus Blue Ties liam byrne the antis On the conscription plebiscite fiction tony birch liam Alex philp agistment fiction prize Cameron Weston Sweeping First place, Story Wine Prize POETRY charlotte guest egg tempera networking drinks claire nashar story Marty Hiatt on the origin of Poetry a sapphic collaboration On the Occasion of Gig Ryan’s Sixtieth Birthday artwork sam wallman Guest artist issue 225: cover, illustrations pages 17, 25, 46–47 brent stegeman All other artwork FAir australia Winners of the 2016 NUW Fair Australia Prize admin More by admin Overland is a not-for-profit magazine with a proud history of supporting writers, and publishing ideas and voices often excluded from other places. If you like this piece, or support Overland’s work in general, please subscribe or donate. Related articles & Essays First published in Overland Issue 228 20 March 202320 March 2023 War The bus to Baghdad Stephen Pascoe In place of reflection and reform, our leaders have committed to an ever-greater intermeshing of Australian and American forces: what is referred to in contemporary military double-speak as ‘interoperability’. The new AUKUS framework has largely extended the surrendering of our sovereignty and capacity for independent defence decision-making to the American Empire. 1 First published in Overland Issue 228 17 March 202317 March 2023 Friday Fiction Fiction | Wonder women of the lizard world Rebekah Roma I was fanning myself with a textbook when the tradie told me about the gecko. It had, in search of reprieve from the burning meteorological irregularity, crawled inside our air conditioning unit, damaged the wiring, and gotten itself fried. Without climate control, we had suffered through December and January, red-faced and irritable.
