Crikey readers reflect on Clive Palmer's influence and the nature of Anzac Day.
The dignity of private reflection has never been the case for us on Anzac Day. The silence I would like to afford the dead was shattered from the start.
Witnessing the Anzac Day dawn service at Villers Bretonneux was a huge honour, as was awkwardly waiting in line at the portaloo with the next King of England.
Alan Jones is in Brisbane to defend a defamation case brought against him relating to his coverage of the 2011 Queensland Floods. And other media stories of the day.
Fairfax has had to fall on its bayonet over a falsified speech by John Monash at Villers-Brettoneux . The ABC is still "reviewing" its content.
To mark Australia's most revered holiday, Crikey correspondents discuss the personal tensions, contradictions, and cultural implications of celebrating Anzac Day in modern Australia.
The 1980s heralded a swell of protests highlighting the treatment of women in war, and the role of rape as a weapon. Decades later, the problem is still invisible.
Amanda Vanstone's Monday column in The Age manages to be the worst thing in the paper, a ramble about Yassmin Abdel-Magied.
Including also, scenes from a bong-throwing competition.
The trouble is that these contentless outrages are lit up in a society whose main problem now is a lack of shared meaning.
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