Bill Gates once said that people tend to overestimate what's possible in one year, and underestimate what's possible in 10. He was talking about technology, but think about your life 10 years ago and you'll probably agree that the super-nerd spoke the truth. I wrote my welcome column here at the Instrument 10 years ago today. I've filed just under a thousand times since then.
Calm down, concerned Brisbane brothel owners. You've got bigger problems than Tinder.
The food is banal. The cocktails are boring. Jo-Jo's probably won't be missed but she should be remembered.
At least while Rome was burning Nero merely played with his stupid fiddle.
Cory Bernardi is no Donald Trump. Say what you will about Hair Gropenführer, he at least had an economic message.
When heads of state around the world were condemning Trump's de facto Muslim ban, Malcolm Turnbull insisted it wasn't his job to.
Somebody goes and punches a Nazi, conveniently standing in front of a television camera, and all of a sudden nobody knows anything any more.
How good is Pauline Hanson's trolling game? Way better than the government's, and that's saying something.
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.
So far 2017 is off to a cracking start. It hasn't killed any meme-worthy celebrities, and Trump isn't President.
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.
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.
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.
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?"
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.
Donald Trump is what happens when a country gets rich but its people don't.
John Birmingham says he read Senator Malcolm Roberts' scorching indictment of the CSIRO's criminal conspiracy to ruin us all, so you wouldn't have to.
John Birmingham discusses the big salmon question - cream cheese or scrambles eggs.
Donald Trump has done nothing wrong.
There is no such thing as twenty-two dollar avocado toast.
Working in the media can make it hard to see the lighter side.
The flat-earthers and denialists are rising.
We must stand, and bend over, for a precious Australian tradition.
How many exercise reminders can you stand?
How much will be given to sweating pig circus of morons?
Later this week, you'll be freaking out.
Prepare to pay $8 for a flat white coffee.
Can we bring more destructive blockbusters to Brisvegas?
Most of us have been off our chops at one time or another.
Thanks Australian Bureau of Statistics, you've ruined everything.
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