Trump shuts down borders and Turnbull sits right on the fence
When heads of state around the world were condemning Trump's de facto Muslim ban, Malcolm Turnbull insisted it wasn't his job to.
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John Birmingham
John Birmingham writes regular columns for Fairfax Media.
Going goose-stepping? Roll with the punches
Somebody goes and punches a Nazi, conveniently standing in front of a television camera, and all of a sudden nobody knows anything any more.
Outsider Pauline out-trolls Turnbull government to gain Trump invitation
How good is Pauline Hanson's trolling game? Way better than the government's, and that's saying something.
Ley claims are small change next to Centrelink debt shambles
The money Christian Porter is chasing from former welfare recipients is the same money that Sussan Ley spent catching flights when she accidentally bought her Gold Coast apartment. Public money.
Live the good life in 2017 before the world ends
So far 2017 is off to a cracking start. It hasn't killed any meme-worthy celebrities, and Trump isn't President.
Naughty or nice ... could it really be that simple?
If you don't believe in Santa, how can Santa believe in you? The big man gets lost in the annual culture war over Christmas. Maybe he's hiding, his jolly heart broken. It's odd, I know, to say he's missing when his merchandising imagery and pre-stocktake sale discount signage is everywhere. But Santa lives in our hearts first – his condo at the North Pole is just a residency requirement of the job – and our hearts are increasingly hostile places.
The charms of a lousy Christmas
There's something to be said for a really lousy Christmas. A nice Christmas with family and friends can be a joy and a treasured memory forever. But a really shitty December 25? That can have its own charms too.
Ain't no party like a home office Christmas party
It has come to the attention of the CEO that some staff have been disgracing themselves before the appropriate time, that is, before the corporation's annual Christmas party.
Tyrone's death shines harsh light on political poofter-bashing
I was only eight years old when I realised I was straight. Of course, I didn't think of it like that. My thoughts ran more along the lines of "Gee, I like Cheryl Bazely. I wonder if I could sit next to her?"
Hey Fitz, I too am off the grog - but not forever
I've just had a year off the grog, or the better part of one anyway. I blame, or credit, Peter FitzSimons, writes John Birmingham.
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