From the ridiculous to the sublime

Hume Highway. A matchbox-sized hatchback, stuffed to the gunnels with padded clothing, the Mountains still three hours away. Children screaming in the back. Father screaming in the front: “Don’t make me come back there!”. Me, staring out the window at the landscape just outside of frosty Melbourne, thinking “…this is a long, long way from…

So very nice to meat you…

Recently, I returned to my home town of Melbourne, Australia for a visit. While I was there, the Australian news teams discovered some brutality going on in Indonesia. Australians were being slaughtered callously, slowly, unhygienically, unprofessionally. No, I’m not talking about humans, I’m talking about livestock. A couple of reporters had gone into some Indonesian…