Far from being a footnote in history, the Enlightenment remains a challenge to the racism and exclusion plaguing Australia and the world.
Regardless of recommendations, time and again, the rights of Indigenous people in Australia are subordinated to those of others, The Gap never closing.
Australia is not and has never been a defined racial group. There is no racial purity and those who argue such are not its defenders.
Yolngu painting is more than art. It is a living expression of ancestors, land and community, one with the Dreaming.
Inequities in the management of first-time drug offences by NSW Police highlight the ongoing problems in Closing the Gap.
An Indigenous woman, a luminary, a creator. We are the lesser for her loss.
Between the Glyde’s brown pull and the Arafura’s breath,where saltpan cracks like sentences half-said,I walk the country that was old before our clocks,and learn to read a language without thread.The…
I have been voting in Australian elections for decades. Over that time I have supported a range of parties and individuals – Liberal when I thought they had the right…
Contradictory records presented by the Australian Federal Police for the same day regarding entirely separate matters demonstrate manipulation of evidence.
Fly with me through the dreaming, where the night sky opens like a doorway and the old spirits speak in soft winds, guiding our steps across the warm red earth.Let…
Entrenched Australian romanticism in the face of the demographic, religious and economic changes of multiculturalism sets a path to democratic inequality.
Responses to suspected and actual terrorist acts vary widely in Australia, demonstrating the ongoing structural racism within our society.
The Wallabadah Manuscript recounts the resilience and endurance of the Indigenous people in the face of colonisation.
The earliest records of British colonists shows Aboriginal people as skilled and knowledgeable custodians of the land.
Dark Emu Rising in the southern night sky. Image courtesy David Stewart. In the velvet shroud of southern night, Milky Way rivers twist, gleam like forgotten songs, stars igniting in…
I In the molten hush before sunrise, Serpent breath thickens beneath the earth – muscle of creation, ancient and coiled, smouldering in the belly of red country.II With a tremor…
Ngaya bamal. Sun rides high – warami, old people, the barray (land) shimmers as cicadas cry out their heat song.By the ngurra (camp), we weave, fish for garara (mullet), burra…