Alex Dickinson
Alex is a relative baby in the News Ltd family. After nutting through a law degree at the Queensland University of Technology and a stint at the Glasgow University Law School in Scotland in 2005, “Dicko” finally turned to journalism to annoy his once-proud mum. He began on the Courier-Mail’s police desk in September 2007 chasing explosions and murders across Brisbane into the wee small hours of the morning, before crossing to News Ltd’s afternoon paper mX.
Articles by Alex Dickinson
Reflections on bulls**t at election time
PRINCETON University Professor Harry Frankfurt in 1986 wrote the highly praised thesis On Bulls—t. It’s long, pompous - a fine…... Read more
The perils of love in the time of Gen Y
He spotted her from across the room did Matt, a friend (and his real name). It was two weekends ago…... Read more
Internet, I think we should have a chat over coffee
THE internet has broken my heart in the past fortnight. We had such a great relationship. She was funny, knowledgeable,…... Read more
A true blue, dinki di bit of patronising television
Did anyone else find Masterchef last night incredibly patronising towards blue-collar workers? In case you missed it, the troupe of…... Read more
My weekend with a bunch of hackers
That pesky cyber-gang of hackers, Anonymous, struck again on the weekend, bringing down Senator Stephen Conroy’s website for almost 30…... Read more
Court ruling gives joy to downloaders…kind of
Phew! A generation of movie and music sharers breathed a sigh of relief last week. In case you missed it,…... Read more
And in news just to hand from war-torn Britneystan…
The former Soviet country of Turkmenistan isn’t known for its trendsetting qualities. It’s dry. It’s cold and ugly. It exports…... Read more
Vegemite: how you eat it is what counts
So the new name for Vegemite iFail ver. 3.1 is finalised and we can at last put this brand-rape of…... Read more
Try talking to your cabbie, you might learn something
No matter if you’re sitting in a boozed state in the back of a cab at 2am, if you’re being…... Read more
If there’s a way to be bad, you’ll find it on the Internet
Since the first caveman caved in the head of his rival with a sharpened rock, it hasn’t taken us long…... Read more
Hunger and panic when the internet packs it in
It was the third day without internet that things really started to go pear-shaped. We’d tried everything. The modem, the…... Read more
World of Warcraft’s ultimate force of evil: Kevin Rudd
The online virtual world of Northrend - complete with Gnomes, Dwarves, Warlocks and Dragons – was the last place I…... Read more
Tips for pollies wishing to connect with Gen Y
Barack Obama is so Gen Y, even though he’s 47. Just this week he was copping a grilling on American…... Read more
Cover your humps in lycra to keep the boys at bay
It’s a shame to dredge up more dreck about this drongo but it seems the fallout from the Matty Johns…... Read more
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From: Punch on: Open thread 09/02/2012
marley says:
I'm one of the older ones, so I've certainly seen a few changes in my time. When I started school I learned to write with a nib pen, dipped in an inkwell (no, I'm not kidding). My mother became a dab hand at getting inkstains out of my clothes. Flicking ink at one another in the classroom was an essential… [read more]From: I’d rather have a piece of toast than listen to crap lyrics
Erick says:
Led Zeppelin are responsible for my all-time favourite mixed metaphor: "There you sit, sit and stare, like a book on a shelf rusting." (Misty Mountain Hop) I laugh every time I hear it. Hmmm, I believe I've decided what to play on the way to work today. [read more]Gentle jabs to the ribs
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