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Most mass murderers do not go from zero to 60. Rodger made escalating assaults on women (splashing coffee on them, attempting to shove them off a ledge) before his killing spree. Both Cho and Justin-Jinich’s murderer harassed women before they killed anyone. When such acts go unnoticed and unpunished — because we expect men to harass women, and it’s not outrageous or even noteworthy when they do — they can become stepping-stones to more conspicuous and less socially acceptable acts of violence.

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Interesting to note that while a history of animal cruelty is widely accepted to be a link with becoming a serial killer, the link between cruelty towards women and killing women is still up for debate. If a guy abuses a cat and then shoots women we say "we should have seen it coming that guy was nuts", but if abuses women and then shoots women we say "we had no way of seeing it coming that guy was a perfectly polite, kind and wonderful human 

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The death of a 22-year-old Yamatji woman, Julieka Dhu, while in police custody in early August 2014 has led to renewed calls for medical nurses to be stationed at lockups 24/7 and for the implementation of the Custody Notification Service in Western Australia. Ms Dhu was pronounced dead soon after arriving at a health facility after 48 hours in the South Hedland Police lockup. She had been complaining of being ill all throughout her detainment, she had been vomiting and she had sustained visible injuries.

Ms Dhu’s death is just one of the 300 deaths in custody that have occurred since the Royal Commission into Aboriginal Deaths in Custody issued its final report, with 339 recommendations, in April 1991. 

Fight for justice for Ms Dhu and fight for an end to Black deaths in custody.

Please share the rally day details with your family and friends, and attend one near you if at all possible! We need national and international support!

[Permission from Ms Dhu’s family has been given to the rally organizers for her name and photos to be publicized and used on the rally posters.]

Capitalism is so lovely


The ultimate goal of capitalism is to seek profit.

Let’s say you’re an apple salesman. Apples are great, whatever. It turns out another apple salesman opens a shop right across the street from mine. You, being a good capitalist, kick the shit out of him, burn down his apple stall and tell all my friends “his apples will give you AIDS. No, seriously. They’re completely fucked.” 

With him out of the way, you don’t have to compete with another seller, so you can fuck over your buyers by hiking prices up. “These apples are awful expensive” they might say.

"Shut up, loser." You reply. "This is the only place within walking distance that sells apples."

"Ugh, I guess." What’s that they say about suckers?

Let’s say there’s another apple salesman across town. Your legs are tired from kicking the shit out of that first one, but you have another idea.

"Hey, fuckface." You say, ringing him on the phone. "Since we’re the only two apple sellers in town, how about we raise the price by five bucks per apple?" This is called collusion, and it’s another great method sellers use to fuck over buyers.

"Yeah, for sure." He replies. "That actually sounds awesome." Profit is realized, and capitalism is happy.

It’s near the end of the day, and you still have a bunch of apples left. 

"Hey you, skinny kid!" You yell at a skinny kid. "These apples will make you at least, uh, two feet taller!"

"Two feet! Hot dog!" replies the kid. "But I’m not sure I should spend money on apples, my mom has cancer."

"Oh, cancer. Bummer." You reply. Leaning in, you whisper in his ear. "I’ll let you in on a natural cure the medical establishment doesn’t want you to know about. Apples-"

The kid is rapt. “Yes?!”

"Apples cure cancer. But you have to eat like, a lot of them."

"Oh thank you god, oh thank you jesus!" Says the kid, buying a fuckload of apples. You count your money. Another happy customer.

Later, reading the paper, you realize that that kid and his mother are both dead of cholera, because you forgot to wash your hands that one time (okay, all the time) but the good news is the paper accepted your ad for “Some dude’s Cancer Killing Miracle Fruit” and you can hardly keep up with demand.

So I’m sitting here having non-alcoholic Lambrusco Fronti wine out of a wine glass (it was only $4.50 from Coles so I thought, why the hell not?) with a side of cheese samples (Blue, Smoked Gouda and Camembert - yay for cheap cheese!).


Life may be hard but that’s no reason to miss out. Next time you think to yourself that you’ll enjoy life when it gets better, or when x changes, or when you get that job, that apartment, that salary or improved financial situation, banish those thoughts and treat yourself to the here and now. It’s all we’ve got. Enjoy it. Go all out and live it up… even if it’s a small, simple treat. You deserve it.  

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