For those of us who believe a better world is possible, Cuba is the beacon that shows us the way. Against incredible hardships, this tiny island nation has been able… Read more »
people of color
No justice, No peace Letty Scott: The story of a fighter
Letty Scott is a fighter. Her husband allegedly hung himself at Berrimah Prison in the Northern Territory on 5 July 1985. For the last decade-and-a-half, Letty has used her anger to campaign for the reopening of his case to expose the truth surrounding his death.
Stealing Moments for Poetry
Nellie Wong is a citizen of the world. An off-hand comment by her boss, a skin irritation, a homeless person on the street, the smell of food cooking or tanks in Tiananmen Square . . . all these scenes from working class life are her inspirations. Her work is complex, evocative and rich with imagery.
Resisting Sexual Exploitation in the Philippines: A Necessarily Intensifying Conflict
Cecilia Hofmann and Melvi Gelacio are two Filipino feminists who toured Australia last September for the Women Cannot Be Bought National Tour. Alison Thorne spoke with them on the Melbourne leg of the tour.
Exclusive: FSB talks with Victorian Koori Elder, Liz Hoffman
Elizabeth Hoffman, is chair of the Yorta Yorta Clans Group. She shared insights into the hidden history of the Indigenous peoples of the continent’s south-east. Like so many other such histories, it is about the murderous onslaught of the white invaders and of the struggle of the people to survive.
Wanamurraganya: The Story of Jack McPhee
“…the story of a working man…the story of Wanamurraganya, the son of a tribal Aborigine. Then again, it’s the story of a man who is fighting with being black and white. A man who chooses not to live in the tribal way, but who can’t live in the white man’s way because the government won’t let him.”
Two Hundred Years of Oppression Sparks Resistance – and an Unexpected Controversy
Millions have been spent by the government in its ongoing attempts to generate mass bicentennial enthusiasm but the January splash had petered out to a mere whimper before the year of “celebration” was even one third over. There is nothing for ordinary people to celebrate in 1988.