Facebook and the persistence of memory.

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I am a little bit obsessed with Facebook’s ‘On this day’ feature. I get excited when the clock ticks past midnight and I can see what memories I’ll be reminded of! Most of the time I am disappointed at just how uninteresting some of my posts were, but there are always the ones that make you laugh or that are accompanied by photo’s you forgot had been taken. Then there are the ones that knock the wind out of your sails – memories with friends you no longer see, pictures of people whose lives have been lost, and for me, memories BC/DC – before and during cancer. Continue reading

The lost art of accountability.

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I have a major grudge against ALL my previous workplaces. Yes, ALL. These organisations and the individuals in them instilled in me a crazy ideology. They presented a framework whereby if I fucked up, I would be held accountable for said fuck up. They held me accountable for my actions, they trained me in policies and rules and procedures and if I made a mistake, I was counselled accordingly. It was in my job description that I was required to communicate with others who may be affected by my work and whose work may affect me.

It has been made clear through recent circumstances that this is fake news. I have been mislead. My previous workplaces took liberties and held my co-workers and I to a standard others simply aren’t held to. Continue reading

Do you recycle right?

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It’s no secret that we’ve become a wasteful society. Consumerism, convenience and keeping up with the Joneses mean that Australians create 2 tonnes of waste per year . With knowledge though, comes power – the power to make a change. The ABC’s War On Waste program is the latest in the effort to make Australians aware of just how much waste we produce, and how to dispose of waste better. Continue reading

Life via Social Media

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Social media. As much as I use it, I’ve never been a big fan of it. I had a MySpace back in the day but I held out on Facebook because I just didn’t see it as a necessity. As a big talker I always preferred a good old chat on the phone. Then all my friends went overseas and it was the only way to see their far flung adventures so I caved. Now, I’m as much a slave to it as anyone else. Continue reading

What’s in a name?

About a year after I started working at my current workplace I was chatting to a colleague who was about 3 or 4 months pregnant. We were talking about babies and families and I said “Naomi did IVF but it was unsuccessful.” I’d say she looked at me strangely but it was a look I’d seen many times before. “My partner is Naomi too,” I said. She sighed, exasperated. “Oh you’re gay,” she said. Continue reading