Features
Investigative journalism, interviews, essays
Laser Love The changing faces of the cosmetic surgery business
“When you are injecting someone's face…it's not a trivial thing. Unfortunately the media has trivialised it. You can go on YouTube and Instagram and it looks like a visit to the hairdresser.”
The Other Boat People An international labour force we never hear about, but can’t live without
They come by sea, seeking a better life. They sacrifice comfort for our convenience.
We Need to Talk About Teenage Sexting I’ll show you mine, if you show me yours
"If she says no, he’ll wait a bit...until she says yes."
The Queue of Life Maybe there’s more to lining up than being here first
“Had we taken something we shouldn’t have? The moral dilemma distracted me... But I got over it.”
Kill City Face-to-face with Sydney’s gay-bashing gangs
Four years of horror stories – investigations of murders and assaults of homosexual men from Bondi to the Northern Beaches and beyond.
BEATEN A Decade of Gay-Hate Crimes
A visual comic based on the investigative journalism of Rick Feneley.
The Unwitting Addict A struggle with Benzodiazepine dependence and withdrawal
The normalization of prescription medication can have a placating effect... coupled with my desperation to rid myself of debilitating anxiety, I fell into the trap of quick-fix society.
A Lineman For His Country An interview with Jimmy Webb, one of America’s greatest storytellers in music
“Sinatra said to me that ‘By the Time I Get to Phoenix’ was the best saloon song ever written.”
Heads Down, Thumbs Up Is it time to say ‘duck you’ to ‘wexting’?
Picture the scene: you’re texting away, screaming internally at AutoCorrect’s attempts to sanitize your language (why would I be writing “duck me”?! duck YOU, autocorrect!), and then somebody tries to talk to you in the real world.
Waterloo Associated Reorganising the most organised community in Australia
“The closer you get to the Station,” one resident says, “that interconnectedness isn’t as apparent. People aren’t saying hello as often.”
Dead Ladies’ Dresses A feeling for what is left behind
This was no ordinary debris and this was no ordinary wardrobe. This was the stuff dreams are made of.
Caught in a Trap Sydney’s rat-runners are just another sign of a city being crushed by obsessive plans for a Big Australia
It's 9.30am, I’ve just left home, and I hit a 100-metre queue at the lights. My pulse quickens.