The World Press Freedom Day reminds me of the sad and ironic perceptions held by journalists of themselves in comparison to the general public’s perception of journalists. It is a day celebrated by journos, not our readers. People don’t praise us, don’t televise the event and tune in to watch the beautiful people in their(…)
What happened to Dave?
3 May 2010 The first time I remember encountering Dave was at a Redcliffe youth festival in the late 90s. He was with a punk band doing covers of Rancid- one of my favourite bands. For the next few years I remember seeing him from time to time on trains and in Brisbane. We had(…)