Renegades

I’m star­ing up at my panel of Trans­met­ro­pol­itan on the wall above my desk, in which Spider Jer­u­s­alem is in the pro­cess of kick­ing down a door, his big boot extend­ing past the bottom of the frame. “I don’t have to put up with this shabby crap’ he says....

Reflections

I am grad­ing papers, one of my least favour­ite tasks in teach­ing, and one that always pushes me towards pro­cras­tin­a­tion and reflection. Today’s fleet­ing reflec­tion star­ted out with “how can I stop all the Asian-Aus­tralian students/Asian inter­na­tional...