Peter FitzSimons is an Australian journalist and author, based in Sydney. He is also a former Wallabies player.
Oh, the infamy. My "sister from another mister", Julia Baird, comes out with a deeply researched essay for ABC News, with a story also on the ABC's 7.30 noting a shocking pattern of domestic violence by some church-going men against their wives – in part because of their adherence to a strict interpretation of biblical lore which that says the man of the household is the head of his wife, who should submit to him.
It is terrific that the right wing of politics is at last getting interested in the rebellion, as there really is a lot of inspiration in it for the right – even if it is late to the party.
A strange and wonderful thing happened in the delightful South Coast burgh of Berry last Thursday night, at 8.11 pm.
A good chunk of the Turnbull government is wildly off the pace when it comes to renewable energy.
Our constitution demands that if you are a servant of the people, you must not have even the tiniest whiff of divided loyalties. But what about the criteria to be our head of state?
Politicians might try to advance or retard the process of change, depending on how visionary or backwards they are, but economics runs the show regardless.
Oh, how sweet it is. After all the haters, all the pile-ons, all the craven dinosaur politics which maintains that coal really does have a future, the SA government shimmies, shakes, steps left, steps right, bursts through into clear and announces its lithium battery deal.
Beyond my legal obligations, I genuinely have no firm view as to the likely guilt or innocence of Cardinal George Pell on the grave charges of child sexual abuse levelled against him, and do not seek to pre-judge the legal process in any way.
We need a government that insists the public health infrastructure be freed from the influence of Big Sugar.
She was a woman laden down with folders getting on a packed bus at the bus-stop on Arterial Road by Tryon Road, Lindfield, facing the morning commute to the city two Fridays ago. The passengers barely blinked, in no small part because most of them had their eyes glued to their iPads, mobiles etc. But at least one bloke noticed Gladys Berejiklian, our Premier, was struggling and got up walked forward and offered her his spot, which she gratefully accepted, before settling down to work. I say, well done, Nick Farr-Jones, Wallaby World Cup winning captain of 1991. But do you?
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