I hear a lot of people use the term ‘my’ feminism. I do it too. Why?
I have many fears for the next three years of government. It will come as no surprise that, selfishly, one of the biggest concerns for me is welfare reform.
A lot of people are saying ‘What can we do now?’ And that’s great, it really is. But I’m not there yet.
When I first found out I had Ankylosing Spondylitis, I had a mixture of reactions. Fear, resignation, and a bit of weird excitement about what this knowledge would mean for Continue Reading →
This my last plea! I can’t tell you who to vote for. But I can ask you not to give up your rights.
I’ve so far avoided commenting on the issue dearest to my heart in the leadup to the election, but I’m all round furious, so let’s go.
A few people have asked me for poetry and feminism reading recommendations. Here’s some ideas.
Again, I did a lot of research for this week’s Nelson Mail column on housing policy, and didn’t have room for all of it in the column. So here’s the info Continue Reading →