Michelle Obama and Me (and another 2,999 or so people) – 49 Days
Elizabeth 19 September 2016 Sometime last week I followed a link on Facebook and registered my interest in seeing Michelle Obama speak at George Mason University. As I stood in the…
Meeting the People – 50 Days
18 September 2016 King Street is a pulsing artery of pedestrian traffic. It was Art Festival weekend in Alexandria. The weather, while still warm and humid, has turned comfortable and…
The Gentleman is Committed to Hillary – 51 Days
17 September 2016 It’s late in the day and I’d planned on writing about seeing Michelle Obama speak at George Mason University yesterday. But that will take actual writing and…
Australian. Volunteer. Fan. – 52 Days
16 September 2016 I’m less melancholy today but I still want to finish this story of how I went from politics, to baseball, and back to politics again, and back…
Sixteen Years Ago – Melancholic Memories – 53 Days
I’m in a melancholic and nostalgic state of mind today. Sixteen years ago, on 15 September 2000, Cathy Freeman lit the Olympic flame in Sydney. I watched that Opening Ceremony…
Sweltering for Democracy – 54 Days
I find weather to be a difficult thing to imagine accurately. I lived in Washington DC in the 1990s and know what summers are like here but in the cool…
At the Coal Face for Hillary – 55 Days
Yesterday, while the organisers for Alexandria made their daily allotment of phone calls to recruit and schedule volunteers they fielded a lot of questions about, and good wishes for, Hillary…
How I Became a Den Mother for Hillary – 56 Days
I read something recently which suggested that it’s easier to do things 100% than less than 100%. The argument is that if you are 100% committed to being a writer,…
Why Donald Trump Has Scared Me Back to the US
In July 2016 I wrote and published this piece in the Sydney Morning Herald I grew up in Ronald Reagan’s America and moved to Sydney 16 years ago. I have…
Some Thoughts Before I Go
This originally appeared on my Facebook feed: Tomorrow at this time I will be crossing the Pacific en route to Los Angeles. I’ve done the laundry and made my bed…