It has been a torrid week. As tragedy rolled in waves off our television screens, the numbing disbelief it brought melted quickly into heartbreak and tears. They were just getting a coffee. Simply going to school. Only being at home. The Sydney Siege. The Pakistan school massacre. The Cairns tragedy. Hostages. Children. Victims. We watched on and saw strangers like us engulfed in pain and grief. … Continue reading In a week of grief, what tidings can there be?
No. It’s not okay. And it’s not just a game. The new first person interactive mode released last week by Grand Theft Auto allows players to dictate a sexual encounter and then murder the woman – in first person interactive mode. A particularly jarring juxtaposition is that this product was released adjacent to White Ribbon Day, in which men across the nation swear ‘never to commit, excuse or … Continue reading Why it’s not just a game – the new Grand Theft Auto and White Ribbon Day
By Ruth Limkin The contrast was stark. I was jogging on the treadmill, on the last night of a long and busy week. The music was humming and the fluorescent lights of the gym were overhead. (Why it’s fluorescent and not soft and gracious lighting I will never know.) It had been a long week but a good one – filled with hard work and … Continue reading For their mothers, who weep
I saw a very sad thing today. I had noticed a guy walking through the airport carrying a cheap esky. It was a little odd. Then, as I was checking in for my flight home, he was checking in to a flight a couple of desks down. I could hear the airline staff member asking if he had luggage to check in, and he put … Continue reading A cheap esky and a handful of papers
By Ruth Limkin I marched once, on ANZAC day. I am not a returned soldier, but I am the granddaughter of one. Several years ago, when my grandfather lived in the same town as us, we marched together. My cousins, my sister, and my grandfather. We marched because he asked us to. We felt out of place if truth be told. Those who’d risked their very … Continue reading I marched once, on ANZAC day
by Ruth Limkin Results from a recent cross-parliamentary report in the UK are a reminder of the now pervasive nature of online pornography, and its effect on young people. The first generation to grow up with prolific, anonymous access, the Daily Mail reveals report findings that ‘four out of five 16 year old boys and girls regularly access porn online, while one in three ten-year-olds … Continue reading Why Telstra deserves a trophy! Celebrating companies who do the right thing.
By Ruth Limkin In some ways, I’d hoped that I would awake to news that there were Kony 2012 posters everywhere. Not because I necessarily agreed with the campaign plans or methods, but because of the soul residue that may be left in a generation if this campaign fizzled. I remember the way my Facebook and Twitter feed were overwhelmed by enthusiasm at making a … Continue reading When changing the world doesn’t look like Covering the Night: reclaiming passion to make a difference