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A portmanteau. A treasure trove. A time capsule. A poetry book. A diary. A photo album. Memories. Dreams. Wishes. Hopes. An open letter to an unsuspecting public. An intimate confession to close friends. A declaration of intent. A whisper of love. A personal record. An experiment in introspection. A performance space. A political rant. A wild yawp. Why do any of us publish our words and images online? Come, dream with me.End of the known world
Oh yeah, and Murdoch bought the Wall Street Journal. Hell. Handbasket.
Stolen generation
Just heard on NPR that a South Australian man has received almost half a million dollars compensation from the State government for his treatment as a child (being stolen from his family and handed to whites to raise; it’s a common story for indigenous Australians and…
Passing inspirations & observations
I’ve been watching the Haneef case in Australia of course. Too depressed about it to want to look at it, given that I’m unable to do much about it from here. I may get around to doing a brief summary for those American readers who haven’t been watching and don’t know…
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Now I’m in trouble
I just discovered you can play Scrabble on Facebook.
That’s more like old times
Well, this weekend did resemble a more *me* kind of a weekend. Yesterday, I spent most of the day cleaning the house from top to bottom with great music blaring, which was energizing and terrific. One slight hiccup, but that’s OK; solved that with a walk to the park…
Ah, retail therapy
Most of you probably don’t know, but I have enormous feet. Mum nicknamed me “anthrax” in utero, saying that if I had Dad’s feet and her mouth, I’d have foot and mouth disease.It’s impossible to find a size 11 1⁄2 to 12 in a women’s shoe and have it be attractive.…
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Friends on high bookshelves
In addition to the recent US launch/re-release of patchworkkid’s novel, The Music of Razors, I just discovered a whole trilogy of young adult novels by old Galaxy customer and fellow fairy-tale fiend, Justine Larbalestier. Justine and I had a particular connection…
While I’m at it…
I never posted this Keith Olberman video from July 3, a scathing indictment of Bush’s reign that ends with calling for his resignation. I don’t think I mentioned either that on July 4, I read the Declaration of Independence and was surprised by how many of the…
Young fodder
I think the most disturbing thing about America for me is the frequency with which I hear young teens talk about their friends leaving for boot camp. For a lot of other people visiting the US and hanging around with adult friends, I don’t think this would be as…
Icons and facebook and more
The last few days have been somewhat wearing on my soul. So, this afternoon I have been wasting time fiddling around with Facebook (certain people who shall remain nameless enticed me there and since it’s well done – the Devil is always seductive – I’ve given in…
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Just add crayons
There are bad things about insta-families – like being so stressed that you forget all about the cool Writers With Drinks magazine tribute that anthologie invites you to the day after she invites you (sorry, I sooo wanted to go to that) – but there are good things…
Sweet seventeen
People keep saying that this parenting gig draws a lot on your own memories of being a teenager and it’s true. Doug’s daughter Tina turned 17 on Thursday, so we all headed out to an amusement park a few hours away and spent a crazy day on go karts and bumper boats…
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Guilty pleasures
Nothing quite like your favorite café deciding that today is loud guilty pleasure 80s music day to knock the edge of your moping. So far, “Video Killed the Radio Star”, Devo’s “Whip It”, some unidentified Meatloaf and now “Call Me”. Definitely getting into it.

Phoenix Emberstone
passionate political poet
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