The  demos journal  editorial team decided to explore the topic of crisis before the summer of bushfires and the outbreak of this global pandemic (and its economic and social shock...

‘Throughout history many nations have suffered a physical defeat, but that has never marked the end of a nation. But when a nation has become the victim of a psychological defeat, ...

The health-cum-economic crisis of COVID-19 has exposed many weaknesses of contemporary governance. These weaknesses are associated with representative democracy, which simply offer...

In the morning, the noise of the trucks from the distant freeway has stopped. There is just the sound of the wind blowing on the gate outside my window and, every now and then, a b...

Panorama Blackness is a pleasure. I can imagine the long line of women who look like me & wonder where their bodies end & mine begins. Flesh of chocolate A face checked by ...

Our days of rest are passed in silent prayer Before the promise of our teenage courtship Convinces us to do away with care And sees us come together, lip to lip. Within his bed and...

The story of the Knitting Nannas Against Gas and Greed (KNAG) begins in 2012. A handful of older women joined an anti-coal seam gas (CSG) group in Lismore NSW. They wanted to take ...

The word crisis refers to different meanings. It can refer to a tension of two or more different “forces” or tendencies, whose clash creates a conflict (for example, in van der Poe...

Early on the morning of 2 March 2020, a small vessel full of refugees from across the Middle East arrived at the shores of Lesvos. It was the latest of the over 70 irregular boats ...

This is no time of crisis. Crisis is a tempest roving shore to shore Not gentle rain on subtle tour. A crisis forges sickles for every Soul. Scoops up the seconds, craves every hou...

Masculinity is in crisis. This is a readily agreed upon view amongst many scholars, pop psychologists and media figures alike. Examining declining educational achievement, high sui...

“In every crisis a piece of the world, something common to us all, is destroyed. The failure of common sense, like a divining rod, points to the place where such a cave-in has occu...

Draw me a picture of mountains, child. Sketch creatures, trees, flowers, butterflies and birds flying, swept high by winds in wild skies. Together, we will name these denizens of n...

Calvin hauled the mattress out of the boot. He had it draped over the bonnet and up the windscreen by the time Ngaire back. ‘The blokes in the first car say about twenty hours,’ sh...