From the vantage point of those happily jogging along, there’s less understanding as to why someone else might be at a standstill despite having just given birth to a healthy baby, started a great new job or embarked on an exciting new relationship or project. Or, for no obvious reason at all.
Anxiety is like that. It doesn’t care about hills, or valleys. It doesn’t care about age or race or gender. It just is. And it’s tough going.
Life can be messy sometimes. I find it’s particularly messy just after dinner when all the plates and cups are still onto table, the half-empty pots are on the stove, the laundry is waiting to be put away, the school bags are still on the floor, the front door is blocked by a mountain of shoes, the news is about to start and no-one can find the remote.
In the end – and here is where the modern masters of metrics and data will roll their eyes – I think you can only go on instinct: on the idea of telling stories that seem meaningful and affecting and only ever wanting to talk to one person – one audience member – and trying damn hard to make it connect. It’s like your best friend is drunk and distracted at a really fabulous party and you very much need to tell her something extremely important, right now! How do you get their attention? That’s the whole job. You can be the judge of whether that’s working here or not.
you bet we are affluent. In your childhood, how deserted were your streets during your July or September school holidays? Not at all, I would venture. Sure, I knew one person who had a beach house somewhere and others with a caravan, but on our school holidays my neighbourhood friends and I became a wandering caravan of semi-bored but entirely free vagabonds, making our own fun in backyards and on footpaths.
It’s time for us to rise to the occasion of our own humanity. We are not perfect, by any means. But we are not alone. We are Team Human.
The full force of federal law this week was really being unflinchingly pointed elsewhere — at people whose names we don’t even know yet: the future whistle-blowers.
These are the real quiet Australians: the people our most important journalists rely upon to bring you the most important stories in the public interest, and they do what they do in terrifying isolation.
At a federal level, whistle-blowers in this country face jail for making disclosures about subjects including immigration and national security: exactly the kinds of subjects that require inconvenient and uncomfortable scrutiny within a healthy democracy.