The view from my bedroom window, woken at (I think) around 5am by sirens and car alarms going off, the smell and sounds of the dustorm rolling in. Shot through flywire with the phone, so not a great quality - but captured that apocalyptic red sky. Much better pics here. Mad Maxxxxx indeed. But if you want to see how it rolled in from Broken Hill, amazing.
Here’s the spiel for a workshop, as part of “Seeing Through the Emperor’s New Clothes,” a conference on the GFC in September: 
Yesterday morning, the Australian Minister for Indigenous Affairs announced that since the Tangentyere Council had not agreed to grant the government a 40-year lease over the lands around Alice Springs, those lands would be “compulsorily acquired.”
In my current state, which is thankfully and to an extent ghettoised (which is to say, protected from such things), Australia Day - otherwise known as Invasion Day - took a while to filter through. Sydney, of course, is all (to borrow a grim joke) finance capital and race war.
The best – or possibly, the easiest – way to describe all this is that it’s structured like a computer game. There are levels, each one more difficult than the previous: successively bigger and nastier monsters to kill or evade but, also, if one is quick enough to find them, things placed around the various levels to help you get through them (medipacks, BFGs, friendly scientists, and so on).
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