Pretentious dude food takes the cake

So let me get this straight: A greasy hamburger made by a minimum wage teenager is “fast food” but an equally greasy pork bun with onion rings made by some tattooed hipster is “dude food”. That’s the lesson I took from Sunday night’s episode of MasterChef.

Dude food is the apparently “junk food for hard-core foodies, evocatively tasty snacks such as fried chicken, mini-burgers and pork buns, meticulously made with only the best ingredients”. I’d call it something else but I can’t think of anything that rhymes with wanker. Continue reading


10 disturbing Australian Women’s Weekly covers


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All Covers courtesy of the National Library of Australia. Check out the archives. Things got really weird during World War II.

The 24 letter alphabet

They’re out there. Feeding of our hard work, contributing nothing in return.

Like a celebrity at a protest, they swan about in the limelight but disappear when its time to do the hard work.

I’m talking about the superfluous letters that infest our alphabet, taking up space on our typewriters, cluttering up our scrabble boards. Continue reading

ALP awaits its Once and Future King

I don’t want to hyperbolise, but the Federal ALP is in worse shape than an obese Americans who has been wedged inside their trailer home for the past 10 years. Forget winning the next election, Labor will be lucky return to government before Wyatt Roy retires.

They’ve tried every trick in Graham Richardson’s little black book. They focussed-group their policies to the Nth degree. They pinched John Howard’s immigration policy. The even held there noses long enough for Peter Slipper to get his leg over  in the Speaker’s Chair.

Bereft of contemporary ideas, the ALP’s faceless men may be forced to that continuing source of inspiration for political romantics, the legend of King Arthur. Continue reading

How hipsters can save the newspaper industry

Newspapers need a new audience. One that doesn’t care about things like popularity or convenience. One that would value the industry’s 300-year history and appreciate form over function. In short, newspapers need hipsters.

Read more on how hipsters can save the newspaper industry at The Drum Unleashed.