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Are you that special person who - weary from trudging the endless superhighways - just longs to camp next to a glorious oasis of the mind? Do you desire to explore new frontiers, splash in shared ideas, fill your belly with the refreshing fruits of inspiration, and bask in the gentle rays of fond reflection?

Well, you can fuck right off. This, my friends, is not that place. This place is... The ShadowLands.

Saturday, April 25, 2009

A real Anzac story

Frollickingmole's Anzac story - not an opus, but far more valuable than 100 opinion pieces by over-fed academics. Did you notice how his story glorifies Australians at war, or is about race, or excludes the stories of women in his family? No, me neither.

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